My Life Doesn't Lucky for Him
chapter 2

now that I'm in my room, it's late at night but my eyes still can't be closed, my mind still feels chaotic there is a sense of disappointment that I now feel. I remember my conversation with Hendra when we were on our way home from her parents' house.

Hendra can you explain to me dear what is the meaning of the word om Wiguna earlier? which words, dear? I don't think there's anything wrong with my father or my mother, Hendra said as she stroked my hair and kept her eyes focused on the road we were taking.

om Wiguna asked where my parents were, why did you tell om and Aunty if my parents were a businessman and now are in the country of P? while you know Hendra my parents are in town and my dad's an employee at a small company while my mom is just a regular housewife. why are you lying to me and Auntie? ask him.

Hendra pulled over his car on the road a little quiet, this is a pity, hendra's speech paused a little he seemed to take a deep breath and exhale it roughly, he said, I'm sorry about that I had to lie to my mom and dad about your background, because my father and mother would have a hard time accepting you if they knew you were from a family that was not comparable to ours, hendra replied as she clasped my hands and her eyes looked into my eyes, my mother and father were very concerned about the position and background of a person, for them the quality of a person was judged from their economic background.

and I actually disagree with their point of view because to me the quality of a person will be valued by the attitude and behavior of someone dear, once again I'm really sorry to you because I lied about your background, but you're calm baby because I'll slowly tell them the truth and explain to them everything. for a while let them know like this, baby, let them know your personality, and I'm sure if they'll find out about your nature and attitude then whatever your background they'll accept it baby, I'm sure of it.

you trust me? I love you so much and want you to be the last woman in my life, I want you to be the mother of my child.

Hendra wiped my tears and landed a kiss on my forehead.We continued our journey, now we have arrived in front of my boarding house, unfortunately I did not stop by because I have a promise with my friend to meet at the cafe after this. alright be careful on the road and do not be late at night home

ready my future wife answered Hendra who made my face red with embarrassment, Hendra also kissed my forehead, assalamualaikum said Hendra.

waalaikumsalam

my chirping heart accompanied Hendra's departure...

now that my tears had suddenly fallen again considering the meeting, I was afraid that later after knowing about everything Hendra's parents would oppose our relationship, honestly I love Hendra very much, I hope Hendra will be my priest, now my tears keep dripping with my sleep tonight...