Trapped by a Handsome Wolf
CHAPTERS. 47 Exam Being a Son-in-law
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“WHATTT?!!”
Victon stared fixedly at Jordan's flat face, could he have misheard earlier?. For whatever it is, it's still early in the morning and Jordan says it's as easy as frying tempeh. Previously, Victon had heard Jordan once bring up the matter, but did not expect it this soon.
“Lo sure?” Ask Victon.
“Yakin. From the beginning I was serious and wanted to marry Rara.”
“Come on, bro.” Jordan is begging.
“Not want to help, but I'm horrified Rara's father has not respect the same lo. You have to take his heart before you take his son. Don't play lamar-lamar aja.” Victon said as he walked towards the large mirror glass in his room and then looked at his own handsome face.
“For that, everything is planned and I'm sure everything must be smooth.” Jordan smiled meaningfully.
Let alone his father, the entire family of Rara Jordan was very confident to conquer it. Victon could only sigh at the words of the man with a myriad of confident stock.
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2 Days later….
10 AM, the back porch of Rara's residential home.
Expectations are not in accordance with reality, in fact it is not that easy to ask for girls. Since two days ago Jordan prides himself, now when in front of Mr. Winarto his courage shrunk like a mlempem cracker.
“No one has dared to ask me for my blessing, indeed my daughter is very beautiful and many like. Your head is quite big!.” Said Mr. Winarto with his creepy face sitting across from Jordan.
What's more, now Rara's father is bare-chested and his hands hold a large and long machete because it has been cut out of wood in the garden. Jordan gulped his saliva roughly staring at the muscular body in front of him. Previously Jordan had heard the gossip of neighbors if Rara's father was a village head who was notoriously firm and quite reluctant.
“Emmm..om, I mean it and also want to get sincere blessing from both parents Rara.” Jordan said very softly.
Wanting to deny but unable to, Mr. Winarto saw the sincerity engraved on the young man before him. However, as a father it is not easy for Mr. Winarto to release his daughter, although it is indeed the destiny of a woman as it is.
“It's not that easy ferguso!! Passed the exam, only able to have my beautiful daughter.” Mr. Winarto put on his sly smile, no matter what he was planning.
“Haa?” Jordan looked at Rara's father full of question marks.
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“Mother is also curious. You take it easy, your father couldn't have done anything weird.” Rara nodded and now slid into her mother's arms.
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Strange things that are meant by the Mother are indeed there and have been planned by Mr. Winarto. Rara's father had no intention of making Jordan feel at ease. Now an established and handsome man like Jordan has been wearing a special service uniform, along with Mr. Winarto to a place.
WHATT? FISHING?!!!
“This! You hold this and the ground hoe, we find worm bait first.” Mr. Winarto handed over the hoe and put down his fishing gear first. For whatever sake Jordan is very amused by the boneless and slippery animal, what else is his muddy and smelly place to live.
“Iyuhh.” Inner Jordan grimaced.
For the sake of fighting for the heart of the future father-in-law, Jordan also tried as much as possible. Despite falling so many times that his body was full of mud, the man got up again. It was just looking for bait, while the fishing activity was more draining of patience.
Waiting for up to an hour more on the riverbank, has not produced results and even just become a garden mosquito bait. Jordan's patience is not that big, his friends and lovers understand him. Until the moment Jordan's fishing buoy moved, he was enthusiastic and getting serious.
“Wait a minute, let the buoy sink new at pull.” Whisper Mr. Winarto and Anguki Jordan. As the buoy got more and more drawn into the water, Jordan's spirit pulled the fishing line. Shuut….
YESS!!
Fish as big as one finger has managed to conquer Jordan, too happy Jordan hugged the body of Mr. Winarto while jumping around cheerfully. It turns out that this is the sensation of people fishing, the fruit of that patience pays off when getting fish. Mr. Winarto was also happy and returned the hug.
Eventually the two men resumed activities until five hours had passed.
“Already, let's go home.” Take Mr. Winarto to Jordan who is still serious.
“Wait for om, the bait is eaten again.” Jordan is now even addicted, even though there are enough fish that he is fishing today. It was getting late in the afternoon, and after executing the last fish, the two men ended their activities and prepared to go home.
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to be continued
