28 I Still wonder.
"There is no High class dear, your father and I are the same, it's just work that sets us apart, we have to look like this. Your father is an extraordinary person, but he always likes simplicity, just like you. Previously, introduce me to Ronald Pradipta Banna, Mama Royan is Meriana Micellin, the three of us are old friends," answered Papa Royan.
Mr. Ronald spoke very warmly in answering my questions. He wasn't cocky or arrogant, he looked patient. He said that the three of them were high school classmates, my father was a diligent and smart boy, a nerd always won the class, while Mr. Ronald was the opposite of my father, liked to skip school and was used to juvenile delinquency, likes to change girlfriends too, he is very detailed tell me this? while laughing, and once in a while Mama Micellin pinched her husband for being too vulgar to tell him how naughty he was when he was a teenager, there was no shame and laughter, until I was ashamed to hear it myself.
"We are indebted to your father, our homework is often cheated from your father, assignments are often helped to do, we even want to ask your father for exams, not to mention when you are in college, your father helped me a lot when I also started dating Micellin. Because I know Royan is my son is a photocopy of me when I was a teenager, I really hope someone can change it, this Riyanto daughter must be educated and taught like her father, from there we are very enthusiastic to get to know you." A long explanation was given to me, which is the reason why they chose me?.
Then followed by Royan who also spoke again adding to the reasons from his father, he told me ... in front of my father and mother, that he was devastated when his girlfriend left him to marry, work had no passion, only ran away to the club, got drunk and felt like he wanted to. Commit suicide, he often gets into fights, and fights with his father because life has gone awry, many women have tried to approach him, but none of them have been able to heal his wounds. In the end, it was decided that there was an arranged marriage, with several options.
"But only Inez who fits my criteria" he lowered his shoulders by directing his face to look at me with a sharp look piercing to my chest, while speaking "only she gives color to my life in an instant." I couldn't stare at him for long, I looked down because Royan kept looking at me making me feel awkward.
He continued to tell me that since meeting me with my arrogance, it made him curious and started to get excited again in living life. he claims to have color again. which for months was bland and monotonous with no passion, just drunkenness, laziness just like that every day.
"Since then, I have had challenging daily activities, I made an agenda to complete my mission, a mission to get to know you more" I didn't think when I started trying to look at him, he immediately rolled his eyes at me, making me lower my gaze again.
"I know all about you Nez, your friends, your activities and work, your daily life, the poet of your heart and those associated with him, even I have eaten at Beny's stall a few times" His confession was even more shocking.
It turned out that he had no news so far, behind that he investigated me in detail down to the smallest particles. I'm getting more and more shaking, he's also investigating Arman and related to him? Does he also know the family in Jogya? my escape and...
"I saw you when you went to work. How the difference between your face without make-up and with make-up, I know it all, makes me even more comfortable having you." he spoke very confidently in front of these two families.
"Look! Dad, your daughter is incredibly loyal, try to bring your cellphone, all the cellphones you carry." Why is this? He asked for all my HP__? What will he do, will he call someone from my contacts? Does he want to contact Arman? I was getting more and more scared, but I still obeyed and reached into my bag for me to hand over all the cellphones that I brought to him.
"Look! None of these three cellphones store my number, even my name is difficult for her to pronounce. Even though my cellphone already has her name and number, before I even met you! This is proof that Inez is very loyal and I want to be a part of her loyalty that." He said while dialing the number on my cellphone, looking at his Papa and Mama in turn and smiling broadly.
"Well, don't delete it, okay? That's my contact, keep it safe." he concluded as he returned my cellphone.
After I received all my cellphones, my mother who had been a loyal listener now began to speak, "come on, let's eat first, have been waiting for a long time to be enjoyed together, Mrs. Riyanto's home cooking, hehe." I already feel uncomfortable, either way. Also the state of my body which has been sweating since morning and must have smelled sour.
"Excuse me for a moment, I'll catch up later, sorry I'm hot because I'm sweating from the morning, I'm allowed to go take a shower first" I said goodbye as I walked to the bathroom.
Ehmmm ... tiring day, now I have one more burden, what is Arman doing there with Ayu? No time to ask while I'm here to face him and his family. When I entered the bathroom, I saw on the side of this porcelain bathroom, there was a fresh rosebud, accompanied by a small letter, definitely from Royan, although I was lazy actually, but I still wanted to know what was in it. I open in doubt,
[Your beauty will not fade even if you take a shower or not, I really fell in love with you after meeting that time, I promise to get your heart and make you happy in its place].
the content of the message felt very silly, he thought it was romantic, even tacky to me. No one can replace him in my heart, I am with you only because of compulsion. I twisted the paper and then threw it in the trash. I immediately poured this water all over my body that felt hot all this time, so that this soul would get a shower and get refreshment from this water.
I came out after showering and changed clothes to honor my father's guest. I wanted to get angry and run but I couldn't.
I have to face this like it or not. I walked into the living room where it was warm, the atmosphere was still eating while talking. Before I sat down, I was even more surprised by the question, "what about Nez? Do you want to get married or be engaged first?" Ask my father directly in front of them?
Why don't you talk to me first? Or at least later, after they come home? I was silent because I didn't have an answer, only the tears that were about to spill I could answer. I slowly sat there no desire to eat anymore.