Destiny with You
Proposal

Throughout the night Hera was unable to sleep, she flipped around, trying to close her eyes but not succeeding in putting her to sleep. He was still confused to contact his family. Everything felt too fast he made his decision. He got up from his bed, he grabbed his phone. Apparently on the phone was written a new number to send a message to him. His heart was getting shaken.

I'll come tomorrow morning to your house at 8:00 with my family. Be prepared for all the possibilities tomorrow.

Hera knew this was a message from Dzikra, and she remembered not giving her home address. His hand immediately typed in his home address with details, the message was sent and directly two blue check lines. But the message was not answered by Dzikra. Hera immediately sighed.

*Ap*a that you expect, of course he will not reply to it. I'd better pack up now.

Hera immediately opened her closet, stuffed some clothes into her bag, toiletries, and cleaned cooking utensils. He washed all the dirty clothes and then dried them in the middle of the night. Hera still can't sleep despite being tired. Then Hera looked for milk on her food shelf. He heated the water and brewed the milk. The clock has shown at 13:00 Hera, slowly feeling sleepy, perhaps the effect of the milk he drank. Hera rushed to the bed. He also fell asleep quickly.

****

That morning at 5:00 Hera woke up, she almost had bad luck as soon as she went to the bathroom soaking her whole body. She came out of the bathroom and grabbed her clothes. He took his cell phone and contacted his parents.

Tut.. Connected phone

" Assalamualaikum de, tumbenanan early in the morning have called mother". Hera's mother's sweet voice sounded.

" Waalaikumusalam ma'am, hm.. Ma'am today De wants to go home."

" Loh why? De's sick? want to pick you up?"

" No mom, don't be surprised. um..."

" Shocked why? mama Seneng de want to go home, mama ready for what food?"

"Today will come people home, want to lamar dede. I can prepare the banquet. Sorry, ma'am De said I'm late for you."

"Alhamdulillah, I was shocked de, you don't need to apologize, what time they will come?"

" Came at 8:00 in the morning ma'am."

" That's half. Hmmm.well mom wants to go to the market first, be careful on the road. Assalamualaikum". I hung up the phone first because of the silence.

" Walaikumusalam, yes ma'am."

Hera immediately looked at the screen of her phone and contacted her manager she would have permission not to enter for one day.

****

At 8:00 in the morning.

Two luxury BMW cars entered the yard of the house painted Orange, a very simple house filled with flower gardens and vegetable plants there are several trees beside the house that make it feel cool. The young man who was neatly dressed complete with a tie and shiny shoes, both sticks of his body worn, he got out of the car, the aura of his good looks increasingly radiated, the look of his eyes were firm, the nose of a macung, the face line was firm, his tall body and chest field exuded the perfection of a young man from the upper classes, he walked closer to the door of the house followed by another entourage. Outside the house the neighbor went back and forth to see the guest who came to the house. The owner was not surprised, immediately greeted with a smile.

"Let's go in, sorry our little house, we didn't expect this many to come." The words of the woman whose face was no longer young but whose maternal aura was clearly displayed, beside her a stern man also extended his hand welcoming guests kindly.

All the guests entered the house, sitting neatly.The owner immediately brought a snack to be served to the guests. Guests are welcome to take a break first by touching the snacks served. Hera's father sat up straight, showing the authority that one emits, his eyes fixed on the man before him.

" Haha not really, we spent 3 hours looking for this address, it seems like my grandson has never been here, Haha." Grandfather Dzikra's words melted the awkward atmosphere.

" It's okay, indeed our son never brought anyone home, Haha."

" Sir, I am meeting you for the first time. I'm Dzikra, this is my grandfather, and this is my mother, there my brother and sister. Sorry we came here so early." Dzikra's voice began to open.

" oh walah, so this is Dzikra, is this Dzikra boy who wants to propose to your daughter? ask Hera's father.

" It's true sir."

" Waduh, having a daughter-in-law like my son Dzikra feels rivaled, I'm afraid Hera so forget her father because he was so fascinated with the son of Dzikra." Hera's father's words were enough to invite laughter throughout the room.

" Mom, call Hera, we can't keep guests waiting for long" Hera's father said.

Hera's mother immediately entered Hera's room, and smiled at Hera. He had finished applying his makeup, his body was wrapped in red kebaya, his veil was stretched, beautiful white skin radiated behind his clothes of danger, Hera increasingly looks elegant with the Sundanese traditional clothes. Hera walked with her mother out of the room. All eyes looked towards the arrival of Hera. Not to be missed Dzikra saw Hera a little bit of a degree, because he had never seen her. Hera was sitting next to her father.

" Nah, this Dzikra boy is the only daughter of the father. Hera's second child, her brother is married, her sister is in college, they can't attend due to an impromptu event. Insha Allah will be the wedding of Dzikra will be fraternizing with Hera's brother and sister." Speak to Hera's father kindly.

" Yes sir, it's okay." threw a smile at Hera's father.

That smile made Hera rustle, how sweet the Dzikra was right now. Hera's admiration made her cheeks reddish. Everyone who saw Hera smiling wanted to tease her.

" It seems that Hera is impatient, look at her red cheeks" said Alfarid, Dzikra's half-brother.

All who heard him look directly at Hera, Dzikra also glanced at him, all the more embarrassed Hera, he bowed with embarrassment. Everyone who saw him laughed.

" Okay son of Dzikra, we'll get straight to the point to the point then." Speak of Dzikra's father.

"Yes, sir as Hera has said, I came here with my family to propose Hera to be my wife. Therefore I ask my father's permission to take responsibility for Hera to me."

" Alright, I as a parent, Nak Dzikra personally did not reject this proposal. But I still have to ask Hera's opinion. Do you want to not marry Dzikra's son?" ask Hera's father while looking at his daughter.

Hera who was called her father, saw her father then bowed and nodded her head in a softly answered voice.

" Yes father, God willing de ready and accept it."

"Alhamdulillah, nah nak Dzikra has heard his own answer from the father's daughter. He's ready to have sex with Dzikra. So now let's set the date for the wedding." Said Hera's father.

Grandfather Dzikra who had been silent and just watched it spoke up.

"We and our family have discussed this, if you don't mind, we want a wedding today. Father and mother need not worry, we are ready to bear the cost of the wedding. Today the most important ijab qobul first, tomorrow the recipe will be for our daughter's son. How sir?"

Hera's father gawked at the words, immediately turning to his son and wife in turn.

SERIATE....