The Stupid of Laweyan's Shoulder
CHAPTER 6: Watching.

Early in the morning, Mayang was busy. He rearranged some of the displays and decorations in his living room. Mesha had just come out of his room, astonished to see his mother.

"It just so happens that you're out of the room, Nduk. I want to go shopping to the market."

"What the hell is this, Mom? Arisan family?"

"Ndak .. No, just come on!"

Mesha would not argue anymore.

"Yes, Mom. Echa change first."

A few minutes later, Mesha and his mother had started shopping at a nearby traditional market. Mesha followed wherever his mother walked.

"What do you want to buy, Cha?"

"Sir, Mum. Here Echa bring me the groceries."

After buying some needed items, Mesha and her mother went home.

"What's up, Mom?" mesha asked her mother who was still busy arranging her groceries in the refrigerator.

"Oh that, said the father, the family of Mr. Wiryawan want to visit the house, later tonight, Nduk."

Mesha scrunched his forehead.

"Who is Wiryawan?"

"The father who wishes to marry his son to you ...."

Mesha.

"so fast, Mom?"

"Well, they'll watch it first."

Mesha sighed, loathe.

"Udah, now help mom cook?"

Mesha.

*******

A few days before ....

Bagas just got home from his office. His motor came to a halt when he saw a robed woman, standing in front of his house.

"Sorry, who are you?"

The woman turned her face towards Bagas, and smiled coldly.

"Ka .. you!"

"Hi, Bagas? Remember me, baby?"

"Retno ... What are you doing here?"

"Mmmm .. just want to see how happy your life is without me."

"Don't you see it? I'm happy with Mayang!"

"Yes .. yes .. let's see, until when will you be happy, Bagas."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm just saying, your son is so pretty, but baby, no one's gonna marry him!"

Then Retno chuckled.

"Omong empty! I'll prove it to you. Someone will propose to him!"

Retno laughed even harder.

"You'll see!" retno said while laughing and walking away.

Bagas shook his head in concern, seeing the condition of his former lover.

*******

When Bagas came home, then entered the house, he smelled the aroma of cooking tickling his nose. He put his bag on the table and walked to the kitchen. He saw his wife and son still putting food on the table.

"Waduhhhh, I think it's good, it smells right up to the front door!"

Seeing Bagas who had gone home, Mayang and Mesha approached to greet and kiss the back of Bagas hand.

"Father change first, like Mr. Wiryawan and the family come at eight o'clock at night, ma'am."

"Oh yes, yes, sir," replied Mayang.

Mayang glanced at the wall clock, it was four in the afternoon.

"Well, bye. You just take a break, Nduk, Cha. It will be a beautiful and neat dance. Let me finish the rest."

"Yes, Mom."

In the evening, at eight o'clock at night passed a little, a car stopped and parked in the courtyard of Bagas house. From inside the car, some people got down, then one of them, knocked on the door.

"Waaahh, it turns out Mr. Wiryawan, monggo .. monggo, please come in."

Mayang came out to greet the Wiryawan family. Experiencing them one by one.

"In addition to handsome, mas Giyan is also a pinter, Mom. University graduates abroad! And it's office work," said Bagas.

"Ooooh ...." Maryam nodded her head.

After chatting pleasantries, Bagas gave the code to his wife. Mayang nodded and got up from his seat.

"In the meantime, I'll prepare a drink first ...."

"No, don't bother, Jeng."

"Ndak not bother," replied Mayang with a pleasant smile.

Moments later, Mayang came out of the kitchen carrying a tray of drinks. Behind him, walk Mesha with a tray containing their traditional handmade snacks.

Giyan's eyes were fixed on Mesha. He was fascinated by Mesha's face.

"This is you, Mesha. My daughter, who just graduated from High School," Mayang said as Mesha sat next to her.

"Where, Le? Giyan's? Not yet?" wiryawan asked his son.

"Eh .. anu .. beautiful! Uh yes, ma'am," Giyan replied with a sigh.

"Why Le's reaction? Ever seen a girl as beautiful as Mesha?" seloroh bu Wiryawan's.

Everyone laughed, except for Mesha. His face expression was flat.

"No need to rush, nothing, just slow down, let's know each other first. Let the kids get to know each other, be comfortable, and be steady, will you?" saut pak Wiryawan's.

"Yes, Sir. But we also have to tie them up first, let's not run, yeah?" wiryawan replied that he would not lose.

"If it were me, it would be up to the kids. How you want, parents want their sons, happy," Bagas chimed.

"Where, Nduk? Le?"

"Kalo Giyan, Giyan wants Mesha tied up first, like you said, let other men know, that's Giyan's candidate."

Mesha glanced at Giyan with a whiff.

Mayang and Bagas invited the Wiryawan family dinner. Giyan unceasingly stole a glance towards Mesha. While Mesha, showed a flat face only.

While sitting casually two families, they chatted on the back porch. The parents sat in chairs, while Mesha sat on the floor of the terrace looking at his father's fish pond. He watched the koi fish swim here and there.

"My name is Giyan, Giyan Arkatama. Temen-temen like to call me, Gi," Giyan said as she stretched out her hand, as she sat next to Mesha.

Mesha turned his head, and looked at the man with a cold look. But he still extended his hand to the man.

"Mesh Indira ...."

Giyan smiled.

Actually for facial problems, Giyan belongs to the category of unsightly faced men. With light skin color, for male size. His body is also ideal and well-groomed.

Mesha did not hate him, it was just the matter of marriage between them that made Mesha reluctant to interact with the man. He felt it was too soon for him to get married. He just turned 19 years old.

"Am I really ugly? Are you lazy to look at me or talk to me?"

"No, don't be prejudiced" Mesha replied with a flat expression.

"Then why? Such a pretty face but not the slightest smile."

Mesha grimaced, forcing himself to smile at Giyan.

"Happy?"

Looking at that, Giyan was frowned upon, Mesha looked up.

"How can you be that blanket anyway?"

"Because of birth!" answer Mesha ketus.

The four people who were sitting on chairs, looked at the pair of young people in front of them.

"They fit, Jeng?"

"Yes .. pas already, Jeng."

"We wanted to marry Giyan by chance, Giyan got a scholarship from her place of work to continue my master's degree abroad, I as her mother, worried that no one would take care of her there. If you already have a wife, there will be a nemenin, and take care of him," said Wiryawan.

"Oh, but our daughter is still young, afraid she is not even as expected ..." said Bagas.

"But Mesha can also while studying there as well, later let us finance, Gas."

"Yes, Mr. Bagas. The important thing is that Giyan nemenin there is," said Wiryawan again.

While at the edge of the pool, Mesha was really lazy to speak. Mesha is only a loyal listener to Giyan, with a face that is getting more and more sourly seen.

How not? Mesha had to marry young and marry a man he did not yet recognize. Surely pissed Mesha half to death. He wanted to meet with the Wiryawan family just because he wanted to preserve the honor of his father and mother.

The night was getting late, the Wiryawan family said goodbye, Bagas and family also drove them to the front of the house.

After Wiryawan's car was not seen, Bagas and his family entered the house. Mesha took a deep breath and sat on the edge of his bed, in the room.

"Why do I have to suffer this fate?" disappointed, disappointed.

Connect ....

*Nontoni: a close look at the whereabouts of the family and the real girl/groom-to-be.