
"Seriously? You know what it's serious?" ask mother.
"Yes. I want to propose to Ara," Tristan replied making Ara constantly surprised by her sentence.
"You know what it means to propose, right? It's not just like being in a relationship."
"Yes. I intend to marry Ara."
"Hey ..." Ara spoke up immediately. He knew it was impossible. Because grandfather wouldn't agree. She looked up and asked her daughter to be quiet. Ara couldn't talk either.
"I don't know what your relationship is, but .. if you intend to marry my daughter, come with your family. Not come alone like this. There must be parents who can talk to about this," said the mother.
Ara looked at the mother with a look of disbelief.
Tristan widens eyes.
"Mother .. agree?" tristan asked doubtfully.
"My daughter seems to like you too. You've been working, then what?" I don't seem to think long. This made Tristan smile thinly feeling happy. Ara was silent while looking down. He closed his eyes for a moment. There's a heavy burden.
Even though Tristan said he was serious about marrying me, grandfather still wouldn't change his mind.
I glanced towards the two of them.
"Remember, family is another important thing if you want to marry my daughter. Even if you love each other, if your family disagrees. I won't impose my will on others who don't like my daughter." Mother paused her sentence while looking at Ara. "Mom also believes my daughter understands that. He doesn't want to force others to like him."
Mother seems to understand, too, about Tristan's family not agreeing to their relationship. So he gave a stern warning to Tristan to stay away if his daughter was rejected by her family.
Ara looked at Tristan who was looking down. He loves Tristan, but if grandfather disagrees .. he will not continue to force himself to ask for acceptance. Mom already understands that. Eat it she doesn't argue when mom talks. All are represented by the words mother.
"Give me time to be able to bring my family to ask Ara officially." Tristan also understands what mom means.
"Mom can give you time. It's just that there's a limit, too. My daughter can't wait until you can actually bring your family before you. Do that as soon as possible." Mom made a serious decision.
"Yes. Thank you mom still wants to give me time."
"Prepare for breakfast. It's mandatory for breakfast at home." Despite talking seriously and causing a tense atmosphere, the mother immediately changed back to the way she was.
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"Mr is okay?" ara asked quietly as the two of them were with Tristan in the living room.
"Of course."
"Fear I can't answer all of Mom's questions?"
"Hhh ... I didn't expect you to be that serious." Ara crossed her hands while opening her eyes.
"I think you should." Tristan is happy. Ara glanced at this man.
"Father can't be serious about saying you want to get married, right?"
"You underestimated me too much, Ara. Also these ears never listen to you well." Tristan reached out softly to Ara's ears. This girl was surprised and hit Tristan's hand slowly.
"Why pull my ears out, anyway?" grunts Ara.
"I'm serious about getting married. Don't you yourself don't seriously marry me." Tristan suspects. Ara silence. This time he leaned his back against the guest chair.
"In lamar handsome and rich men is the dream of many women. Me included. But it's a heavy burden because I know things won't come easily. There are still many obstacles ahead. I'm a little depressed." Ara sighing.
Tristan reached out with a hand rubbing Ara's head.
"There aren't many obstacles Ara. Just grandpa. Just enough to convince him our way to the pelaminan." Tristan smiled calmly.
"That 'only' obstacle is what makes me depressed." Ara turned her head with a glare of sharp eyes as Tristan still rubbed her head. "That's the hardest."
"You just need to wait quietly Ara. You don't have to think. Let me just think of finding a way out." Look Tristan's eyes seriously.
"So I can relax without worrying?" ask Ara expectantly.
"of course. Pray me. Stay where I can find you. Then I'll walk towards you." Ara gave a funny grunt as Tristan said it.
"Where do those words come from?" ledek Ara's. Mom looked at the living room for a moment. Then blinked eyes.
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