
Seeing the man smile, somehow my heart felt at peace.
The man smiled amiably and waited for me to patiently walk towards him.
"Hello, good afternoon sir. Is Mister looking for someone?" greet me politely.
"Hi, I'm Dave Emanuel. I'm here with my dad. We are waiting for the son of Om Budi
"Are you looking for me?" Fiona asked in confusion.
"Are you the son of Om Budi? whatis yourname?" He smiled at me.
Looking at the handsome man with a height of 183cm, with straight brown hair with short and neat cuts.
Also, her eyes were light brown as if she was of mixed blood. Puffed nose. Her thin lips that smiled kindly at me made me momentarily forget my sadness.
Not only did I forget my sadness, I forgot to answer it as well. I've never met a man like this.
Although, in my college there are also some handsome men. But nothing can beat Dave's antics.
Oh my God, how can there be such a handsome and friendly man.
Like a dream during the day.
"Hey, may I know your name?" dave's question breaks my daydream.
With a clumsy smile, I said "My name is Fiona Wijaya."
It wasn't long before Angie came towards us. Quickly, he thrust his hand towards Dave.
"Angela Pramono's. Call me Angie." Angie introduced herself to Dave.
"Hi, I'm Dave Emanuel. Call me Dave. If I may, can we go inside the house because my mom and dad are waiting for you inside." asked Dave, looking inside.
"Oh, please." I let Dave and Angie into the house.
When we entered, I saw a man who was also handsome but an older version was sitting in the living room. Beside her was a very beautiful and graceful woman.
"Is he of western descent?" my question is in my heart.
The man and woman got up from their seats.
"Hello, Fiona huh? I am so sorry for the passing of my mom. Does Fiona still remember Johan?" ask her with a soft voice and fatherhood.
While trying to remember, I finally just shook my head because I couldn't remember.
"It's okay, son. If Fiona's son can't remember, because it's been a long time since we've met.
Om and Aunt Julia came here when we heard about your papa. Can we sit down and talk?" tanyakanya.
For some reason when I saw Johan, I remembered papa. I tried to hold back the cry.
I finally decided to sit near the entrance. While Angie knew that I couldn't serve a drink, she went straight to the kitchen to make tea.
"Look, son, we should have come here two weeks ago to meet your mother's father but since we were still bothered, we postponed it. We didn't expect that your mother's father would leave us so soon. But with this sad incident, we came with the first flight. We apologize that we arrived late for your mother's funeral." Johan's face was very sad.
"Thank you and Auntie for coming. With the arrival of om and aunty, I am very grateful." I said lirih.
Angie came with a tray. After serving tea and a potluck snack, he sat on the back of my chair.
"Look, because your parents are friends om from childhood, om will shorten it. The arrival of om and aunty here is not only to convey condolences, but om thinks that this may have been fate. Om and aunt think this is a good time to tell you and Dave."
Aunt Julia continued the words of Johan.
"Fiona, you're getting married to Dave. Because you and your aunt have been betrothed from childhood." said aunt Julia with a sweet smile.
Dave, Angie and I looked at them in unison. We were shocked to death.
Today was really a dream. Is this just a dream? If so, I should wake up soon.