Love Pellets

Love Pellets
18. 3 Days


That night I called Doctor Dony. And tell me I've been proposed to someone. I want her to be sure in 3 days. If he can ensure for the future of our relationship.


Indeed, this shocking news is very difficult for me to tell. He just kept quiet and didn't budge.


I texted, even called back. He didn't lift it. Maybe his heart was shaken or angry with me.


I let it go too. Because 3 days I will be busy with schedule with Brother Herman. I have to think ahead, because my father is sick.


First day of *


Brother Herman took me to a place, like a villa. And it turns out that all of her family is already there.


They welcomed me well. They did barbeque together. Children play and swim.


He introduced them one by one. There is Grandma, Her Mother, Her Father, Her Brother and Sister, Her Brother and Sister-in-law and her nieces and nephews.


Apparently only he's still a bachelor. His brother and sister were all married.


Then we went into the kitchen and he showed me his cooking skills. Very cool as hell.


" I can't cook herman, surely you like a wife who can prepare food or supplies, "I said to him, I deliberately lured him. I want to know the response. So that I can judge it.


" I think my wife can cook or not. That's not a problem. I can cook, let me cook. If you are busy, you can eat out. Now the times are good, flexible. " He was so engrossed in saying it while preparing food and serving it at a table that was only for the two of us.


He also cooked the second menu.


" Nia, come here ... Open mouth! " His order while giving a small mouthful of my mouth.


I chewed it too, though,


" How? " he asked me and while waiting for the results of my chips.


" Mmm ... Delicious brother. "


" You want to learn how to stir it? " grab it to me.


" Can. " I went from the front to the stove where the pan was heating up. I'm holding the gang. And he took my hand and he taught me how to wiggle the wok like a famous chef on tv-tv.


We also joked cheerfully.


"If you're good at cooking, I'll definitely be fat." I'll go back.


" It doesn't matter if we get married. How many children do you have? " ask him to me.


I took off my grip on the frying pan, smiling at her question.


" Em how's 11 kids? " Wandanya to me


" That football guy ! " I laughed too.


" When 6 people ? " ask again while looking at me.


" That's volley team that's herman's brother." While I pat and rub it on his cheek. And I ran too.


" Eeiiitttsss your naughty! " he chased me to get back.


" If there are many children. My body must have turned fat. Men must like a girl whose body is good. After that, it will be thrown away. " By still avoiding him around the kitchen.


"All men are like that, right!? " say me while sticking out my tongue.


But unfortunately he caught my hand and pulled it. We faced each other and looked at each other.


" If that's what you're worried about, how about we fatten together. It's break-even! " he took the flour in his hand and rubbed my face with it.


" After all, we must judge people not by their physicality but by the beauty of their personality. "


He realized, the cooking of his interviewee was cooking.


" Em Sorry. Looks like it's cooking. Let's eat. "he goes back to his dish and arranges it into a plate.


We ate both. While other families are still engrossed in barbeque in the backyard.


Day two*


Today he took me to the edge of town where many children hang out and people sell various kinds of culinary snacks. Very noisy and hot.


" Why come here, Sister Herman, it's hot, sultry. " When I shake at the end of my veil. Moreover, I can only wear a veil, this atmosphere really torments me.


" Let's sit here, "She said as she offered a bench to sit on the side of the road next to the ketoprak cart.


Then Kak Herman also gave the plate with ketoprak stuffing full of crackers. Don't forget the Ice Tea.


" Let's look around you Nia" said Brother Herman, stirring his armpits.


I also looked around me. I just saw a motorcycle taxi driver wiping his sweat with a towel, a rickshawman, toy sales mothers and various kinds of trinkets held in tarpaulins.


" You see the mothers who sell ice, or the father who sells cotton candy, all of them who are here are fighters for their respective families. They and we have their own tests, "he told me.


I just listened to his explanation.


" At least, if we earn more. Relieve their suffering. By buying their sales or by giving alms. "


I just fell silent while absorbing his thoughts. Honestly, I never thought of anything like that. I never even noticed around me.


Even I see, the mothers who sell in the sun are still with their veils. He did not complain one bit. And there is a child next to him maybe about 3 years old who is fun playing alone.


There is a lot to learn from observing the people around us.


" The point is, if you get hit by a disaster. Look below to avoid suffering the most. There are many who suffer more than we. Especially if you're in the hospital. When healthy favors are deprived of God. We can not do anything, even a lot of money has not been able to restore healthy favors. "


After you finish eating ketoprak. We also walked along the streets of the city.


" You want rujak? " ask her Brother Herman.


I also nodded. I don't say much. I just smile and laugh sometimes at Herman.


Because sometimes the characters are funny and sometimes wise.


After eating rujak we went around again around the beautiful city view.


Then Brother Herman took me to a shop. Muslim and muslim fashion stores. He came in, asked me to pick a coffee or a peci.


Of various kinds of peci, finally fell on the white peci.


It turns out that she has chosen a Hijab for me, a pink Hijab with beaded and embroidered details. Beautiful !


" This is for you Nia, tomorrow's the last day of our introduction. Tomorrow I want you to wear this hijab. Wait for me at your house. "


Brother Herman looked at me and gave me a paper bag containing the hijab.


Account nodded slowly.


" Thank you, brother. "


Then we went home, and I thought about what clothes I would wear to combine this hijab.


Tomorrow is exactly 3 days. Last day, and the day I had to decide. And even now Dony still has no news.