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Angga lost a lot of words when the young man before him made his point. Daringly and undaunted Dimitri asks for her marriage to be accelerated, while his daughter snaps nearby.
"Have something happened?" he asked, then he tightened his jaw when he imagined that something might have happened between them. And he was prepared to at least beat him up first if only this estimate was correct.
"No sir." replied Dimitri, calmly looking at his face.
"Then why did you ask for her wedding to be quickened? isn't it your parents haven't decided yet?"
"I'm just worried sir."
"Worry about what?"
"Many things."
"Example?"
"I don't feel calm if I remember that Rania will soon have to go to the race, and we are separated. I feel like I have to do something."
"Why not calm? he didn't go alone. Is he the same as me? what is it that makes you not calm?"
"I ...just can't .. let Rania just like that sir. I don't want to let him go without tying him up first sir."
Angga was silent again. But his attention is distracted when his phone rings, and Satria's contacts appear on the screen.
"But you are. Did you go first, huh?" he showed Dimitri his phone screen.
"Hello?"
"Yes, Angga. How about the kids' wedding just speed up?" the man was talking at the core.
"Dimitri also said so sir, he's here now."
"Yes, he called asking for her wedding in a hurry."
"Aren't you in a hurry, sir?"
"I don't think the sooner the better."
Angga fell silent, and his gaze turned to the young couple before him.
"The Rania race problem is manageable, I'm sure it won't be disrupted. Dimitri understood the situation. It was just that he felt he could not if he had to be far apart. You know for yourself," Satria chuckled from across the street.
While Angga just nodded his head as if the man could see him from a distance.
"So we should just marry them, don't wait for Rania's race to finish. And as a parent I choose to hasten it so that our feelings are calm too if we have to let them go together."
Satria's words have a point, too. All this time he always felt anxious after knowing his daughter had a lover. Like being haunted by something.
"So what if we go ahead with their wedding?" Satria repeated the question.
"All right? when?"
"Maybe next week?"
"What?"
"Dimitri actually asked for it tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow. But it's impossible, right? moreover, his mother has a desire for their marriage so we hold it next week."
"Yes, if you want to hurry, it's okay, sir. The day after tomorrow can also be, religious marriage used to be an important legal one?" he is urgent.
"No, her mom and sister have made plans, they've been warning me since." Satria chuckles.
"So maybe we'll have the party next week" continued Satria.
Angga thought.
"Just need your approval, the rest let us take care of it." said Satria again.
"You're lucky to have parents who are so capable of so many things. So for emergency affairs like this alone do not feel burdened. Would your parents be just ordinary people? must be confused where to look for wedding costs are not small." said Angga after ending a phone conversation with Satria.
"This is not about good intentions that must be moved, but the steadiness of your heart. Is it really pure or is it just lust."
"Forgiveness and desire are thin, almost invisible. I hope you're not making this up. Marriage is not just about wanting to have each other. It's a bigger thing than that, and living it isn't as easy as you think."
Dimitri is now silent.
"Prepare everything well, not to disappoint many people" said Angga, before then leaving.
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Galang stared at the crowd of spectators, looking for a face he might know would be present there. At least he feels he still has a pretty important position in the eyes of his best friend. Although things are different now. And will make him have more spirit to go through the tournament today. Aside from the presence of his parents, of course.
"Hey!" a familiar voice called out, and Galang again circulated a glance.
Angga came to him, and he kept his promise.
"Om coming." His face was a little bright, he looked behind the man's body to look for another face he might recognize.
"The oneng couldn't come. He is still busy." said Angga, understanding the movements of his neighbor's children.
"Oh...
"Maybe next time."
"Yes Om."
An announcement from the loudspeaker signaled all participants to get ready.
"Yes" said Galang, a little lethargic.
"Hey!" call Angga again.
Galang.
"Spirit!!" he said, brandishing his fist in the air to encourage the young man.
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The race began, and one by one the participants showed their abilities in front of the audience and judges.
Passing the crossbar, sharp turns and steps are also derivatives and climbs made as complicated as possible.
Then it was Galang's turn to advance. He has been preparing his bike since a long time and training hard for this. Prepare himself as much as possible to give his best performance.
He passed through a loose dirt track and was a little wet. Then pass through the cobbled and cobbled road. Then sharp twists and turns, passing short derivatives and climbs but enough to make his brain think hard to find a way to be able to pass it safely.
Not to mention having to be clever in arranging the brakes, clutch and gas in order to use it properly at the right time. Because if not, not escaping on the track will actually make him have an accident.
"Yes, Galang!!!" both his parents shouted as the young man made it through all the obstacles safely. Applause sounded boisterous ending the action that day.
***
"You're great Lang, don't expect it!" Angga patted the young man on the shoulder, who made it through to the Finals next week.
"Hehe, thanks for that."
"Now you know you can also like gini. Kirain just get-together the same touring is not clear doang."
"Yes, it should have been yesterday - received the tournament invitation."
"Why now?"
"Kan dampingin Si Oneng first. After he made it in, and now it's a fixed race, I just received the invitation. It just so happens that it's a long holiday, right?" clearly Galang, which made Angga stunned.
"You sacrificed time for Rania, to be able to support her to this extent."
"Take a bite of money also for college om." Galang laughing.
"Yes, but still your contribution to Rania is huge Lang. Thanks." Angga embraced the young man's shoulders with a sense of great haru.
"Yes OM, you're the same."
"But unfortunately the adult whimper Oneng, soon he wants to marry."
"Hmmm...
"Try like you yeah, now surely we can still be together like gini."
"Why not ban it? can you if you forbid not to marry first?"
"The problem is that Dimitri's parents come directly to the house, so they can't refuse that hard."
"Satria sir?"
"Yes, who else?"
"Pinter really is anyone? direct use of his parents."
"Hm... The oneng will soon leave us." Angga with a soft tone.
The two men of different ages were both stunned with their respective thoughts. Both have felt lost, and both feel heartbroken, even long before the marriage itself was implemented.
"This is why even sad? Should be happy dong, Galang entered the final?" Maya interrupts.
"Mh...
"Pak Angga, whose name is child, if it is time to be released yes we must be willing. Especially if there are suitable people. What else do you want? the important thing is that we have to carry out our duties as parents. Next, let them go through it themselves."
"It looks like Maya said that. But practice is hard."
"Indeed, but what else?" Arif, Galang's father said.
"If it's time all the children will go with their respective soul mates. Will not be willing to be willing." he continued.
"Hmmm... " The goose just muttered.
"And there's still Rega with the twins?" connect Maya.
"Yes, thankfully there are sisters. No wonder that Rania is an only child, can cry my blood is left out of marriage." Angga.
"Fortunately I have a lot of kids. It's not like we only have Galang. He'll also leave when there's a soul mate, and we'll be left alone."
"What the hell? still Jauuuhhh." sergeant Galang.
"Yes later, dudul." said the father to him, then they laughed.
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