MARRYING DOWN THE BED?
6. 'Asalk...With Evita. Not Safira'
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The audience in the living room clearly reacted differently. Some were stunned and stunned silent, some were blatantly looking at me through that look of disbelief, after hearing my statement just now.
No exception Evita, the girl was surprised, and merta threw a sharp gaze at me from the direction of her seat across there, as if a hungry tiger was ready to pounce on me.
It makes me a little nervous to be given such a hard expression that I choose to turn my attention to others.
Mom and Dad looked at me like they were at a loss for words.
Oma Laras and Rudi opa husband and wife exchanged a rowdy look and then compactly look towards their daughters, Sapphira here and to Evita there.
In his seat on one of the sofa chairs Safira quietly bowed. Next to the girl, Dante's brother papa and Simon's sister oma Laras did not react more just leaned into the chair in such a way.
That is what this fleeting glance at them caught as a reaction after reaction to my statement.
"Day.mama and papa are not joking with you, Har." My mother's voice was the first commenter. "Where can you..how can you talk like that?" Mama pressed the tone 'so, very unpleasant to the besan yaa I understand.
"No, ma." Not wanting to be influenced I turned my head firmly, looking at my mother but basically talking to the audience all, trying to ignore for a moment the shadow of Evita's reaction earlier.
"I'm not kidding at all, on the contrary, I'm more than serious... If you parents and my guests so desire me to remarry with one of my sisters-in-law, I reiterate once again that yes I am willing. And will not object. As long as I'm married to Evita, not to Sapphira."
Which demon is sitting in your brain, Primary Day so you can say that? You're after a woman who's 1000% not your type, man!
Silent again.
A strange silence because in this room is gathered more than 5 adults.
Mama almost wanted to delict me who she considered more and more fussy because repeating the affirmation.
Papa looked at Dante, the younger brother only looked back without showing any other reaction.
The evita? I dare not look at him anymore. But I was waiting for a great reaction from him, whether he would go on a frantic or hysterical rampage according to his disposition which many people called far from meekness, or immediately put his feet up, also according to the character of his nature that basically does not like the crowd of a meeting.
After a few moments of silence after mama commented and I confirmed responding, the voice of Rudi's father Evita finally sounded break the silence.
"You hear that, Evita?"
It was only when opa Rudi asked like that, my heart felt laid 2x faster. The sound of Rudi opa and the words spoken in heavy tones actually makes the atmosphere even more uncomfortable. Maybe that's the way it really is.
If Evita says something that means rejection to the point, then done, I will not want to switch to discuss with her sister Safira.
The discussion must be finished by itself and I will speak out myself stating that. The meeting broke up, the marriage plan down-the-bed must be ended, forgotten.
Because I still have the right to decide what I want. Such as ending this themed conversation with enough to get here.
But if instead Evita surprisingly accepted me..then it could be that I will end the discussion with...maybe fall unconscious?
Rudi's opa voice to him was not effective because Evita still chose to stay.
Oma Laras the mother saw the need to intervene also by calling his name.
"Evita,"
And since the beginning of the discussion containing the opening words of our parents, the girl I stole a look prefer to just sit down between her arms closed and one leg rested relaxed, relaxed, occasionally pulling out one hand from the sidekapan, looking at the HP screen held that hand.
Relaxed and almost seemed indifferent among the flow of conversation around him...
And that was a second ago.
Another second later, in this second, once the focus of the conversation had completely switched on him, Evita now showed the opposite attitude and reaction.
Put on a cold attitude and expression, as cold as his voice that he finally listened to in the middle of the room, "Why me?"
Creating silence again.
Tension in silence.
Questions or statements without a stale base, making those who hear no doubt silent silence. And I, fiuuh.
Evita repeated her flat tone, "Why did it even become...to me?"
The questions I felt were directed at me more...
Of course, who else is interested in him?
"Day..." Mama's voice sounded like a hammer knock at the end of the verdict in the courtroom, "you answer Evita's question."
I haven't had time to open my mouth suddenly heard a cheerful voice in the middle of this gripping atmosphere. A carefree voice came from the front room doorway.
"Hallo all, slamat afternoon by evening. Sorry I was late because I had a job I couldn't leave. So how's the final conclusion? The result of the discussion from this meeting means, bang Hari, how? Is Hari bang with my sister Safira getting married?"
Lydia appeared in a crowded style as usual. Just make the atmosphere in the living room becomes more rigid and the audience prefers not to acknowledge it.
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Her name is Evita Purnama Sari. 29 is a little more by 30 years. A Civil Servant, aka ASN, is employed at a Local Government Agency.
Law Scholar. Refusing to become a lawyer following in the footsteps of the first brother because when he was 21 years old and still in college idly taking the CPNS test, he managed to pass all tests. Then decided to settle in the job as the ASN until now.
Still took the time to finish college and earned his SH degree.
I first met and knew him when he was in a white-gray uniform, 17 years, and I first came to visit his house, 1 week after being made and dating the eldest brother, and I did, Ranti.
Visiting their home 12 years ago to celebrate the graduation of Ranti who has won her SH title when we have just 1 week officially dating, Ranti did not hesitate to invite me to come there.
For almost 3 years dating her brother with occasional visits to their home, I can say at those times only Evita is from these 4 sisters who I can rarely meet there either intentionally or accidentally.
Known to have a lot of busyness especially before the Final Exams in his High School, if I was coming there, if I was, it would be easy for me to be welcomed at my arrival by Ranti herself or Lidia or Sapphira but it could be said that from every 10 visits, maybe only 1 time at the same time I had the opportunity to meet Evita.
It was just a minute, not longer than a few minutes. For the rest he will disappear for a long time into his room, or go out for whatever purpose the activities of the girl out there.
Positive activity of course. Because if not, not an obvious activity, of course the girl's parents will never give her permission to linger out there.
That was my conclusion for 3 years of dating Ranti, with occasional times coming to their house.
