Sincerity of Love JONATHAN
23. Korean Descendants
"Lho, how about King Jalal? It is strange that Umi has been around for a long time" protested Abi Hamdan, who again disagreed with his wife's opinion.
"Yes keep what? Abi himself does not give advice." Umi Maryam looks grunting.
"Not giving advice, but Abi was also confused .. what is the match to call Syifa to Jojon."
"That's the same, Abi was also confused, let alone Umi?" nagel Umi Maryam angry. Lips cone.
Syifa who heard the rant could only sigh and shake her head.
"I call Mr. Joe just Oppa, deh, Umi, Abi," said Syifa who gave the proposal.
"Don't, Jojon's parents will be angry, Fa!" reject Abi Hamdan. "You want to get fired as his son-in-law?"
"Lho, why must I be angry, Bi?"
"Yes Jojon was young, when you called him Grandpa. Opa's the same as Grandpa."
"But not Opa. But Oppa! P is two."
"What difference? It's the same."
"Different" said Syifa. "Oppa is the name of men who are older than us if in Korea," he explained later.
"Well, how about all Korea? We're the Indonesians."
"But Mr. Joe has Korean ancestry, Bi. So no problem" said Syifa.
"Descendants from where, anyway? Jojon's parents are both Chinese." Abi Hamdan is just guessing.
"Mami is Korean. I've heard from Robert who had a story."
"The eyes are narrow? The narrow-minded ones are like 'the ordinary Chinese."
"Korea is also the same, Bi, there is indeed a Chinese derivative. The numbers are slender."
"If Mami Joe is a native of Korea .. means his house is close to Jacky Chan dong's house, yes?" guess it was Umi Maryam who responded. "Sometimes we ask Joe to take us to Korea, Bi, so we can meet him."
"Well, really, Umi." Abi Hamdan. "Abi also wants to meet Jacky Chan, all of you want to learn to silat with him."
"So Jacky Chan is not Korean, Umi, Abi" Syifa said. It's more absurd to talk about them. "The Korean was Lee Minho, Lee Jong-gi, Lee Jung-suk, Lee—"
"Ah who are they? Name a lot of catfish, kayak fish," reply Abi Hamdan quickly.
"Yes, that's what his name is, Bi" Syifa said.
"So what's his nickname? Umi long dizzy and sleepy." Umi Maryam instantly yawned and immediately closed it. His head went round and round it felt.
"Oppa, Umi" Syifa said.
Abi Hamdan nodded. "Don't Oppa ah, Fa. Sounds weird in the ear." He then fell silent for a while, until he finally said, "Eemm .. How about Aa? It is rare to call Aa in Jakarta."
"It's not a Sundanese name, is it?" ask Umi Maryam.
"Yes." Yeah."
"But the Joe is not Sundanese, nor are we Sundanese, Bi," Umi Maryam protested in disagreement. Apparently, the nickname debate will still continue.
"It's okay. What's trouble?"
"Yes mending it, then."
"Ih said the market," upset Abi Hamdan. "Umi forgot, huh? The herbalist who often ride the motorbike if the morning was called Mas Jo. Jojon's time the Chinese face is equated with the herbalist?"
"But Mas Jo was a herbalist named Tejo, Bi, if Joe's Jonathan. Cooler is our daughter-in-law's name everywhere."
"Yes the point is the same, these mothers call the herbalist Mas Jo. When yes, the call of Syifa to Jojon is equated? It's not cool." Abi Hamdan stared at Syifa. "Udah, Fa, who actually called Aa aja. Sweeter and more romantic."
Geck! Geck! Geck!
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door from outside.
"Excuse me! Good night!" it's screaming from outside. His voice sounds foreign. But the male voice.
"Who's having a night out, Bi? What's a bad guy?" syifa asked who stood up straight away, because her reflexes were afraid.
"That's the courier, Yang." Joe who had just walked out of the room immediately replied, then stepped up and opened the door.
Ceklek~
"Courier? What did Mr Joe order?" symphonic.
Curious, he stepped slowly closer. But Joe was done meeting the courier and went inside the house again and closed the door tightly.
"This is for you, Yang, I hope you like it" Joe said, handing Syifa a bouquet of large red roses.
"Well .. so nice flowers, Joe." Umi Maryam immediately stood up, staring in admiration at the flower. "Age-age ... Umi has never been given a bouquet of flowers."
"What's Umi?" joe asked, looking at the in-laws.
"Dih, Abi'll never give. Don't let dong, people give," protested Abi Hamdan annoyed. He dislikes it the most when someone compares things. On the contrary, he himself likes to compare.
"When?" Umi Maryam looked at her husband with a strange and confused look. "Feelings have never been."
"That rose, Umi. Umi's 30th birthday."
"Oh that one." Umi Maryam just remembered. She was given flowers, only plastic flowers. "But it's not a bouquet, but a bouquet. One seed. Plus plastic flowers. What Joe bought was like real flowers." His eyes were fixed on the rose, which was still in Joe's hands.
"It's a real flower, Umi" said Joe. "Did Umi want it? I'll order it for Umi. But if this one's for Syifa, because it's special." Joe smiled. He looked at his wife's face expectantly.
"No need to buy Umi, Jon. I'll buy him later" grumbled Abi Hamdan who looked angry. He took his wife by the hand and took her into the room. "Don't forget the door lock, Jon! Afraid of the creeps!" From inside the room, Abi Hamdan shouted.
"Yes" said Joe. "Here, take the flowers." Seeing old Syifa respond. Be Joe give it by force, by pulling both his hands. After that he locked the main door of the house tightly.
"In what order did you give me flowers? The flowers were still there, sir," asked Syifa in surprise.
"What's still going on? People wither. Come on in the room, we'll take a break." Slowly, Joe emboldened himself to embrace Syifa's shoulder, then invite her into the room together. Syifa was also seen to be silent, not rejecting or avoiding. It's pretty good he thinks.
"But tell me first, what is this for?" ask Syifa, who saw Joe lock the door.
"Indeed people love flowers there must be something, huh, Yang? I don't think so" replied Joe casually. He stepped towards the bed, then climbed up and sat down. "I just want to buy you, because the flowers are just the way I see them so beautiful. Like you, Yang."
Bluss~
Syifa's two cheeks instantly turned red. He immediately turned his eyes in the other direction, feeling ashamed.
"Udah, let's sleep here. You must be tired" said Joe.
Syifa looked towards him. The handsome man with narrow eyes was now half lying down. His hand was patting the bed next to him.
There was also Robert who seemed to be asleep. But the boy was at the end, while the empty part was in the middle.
"Darling! How bengong?" scold Joe. Since then, Syifa is still flinching.
"Where am I sleeping, sir? Uh, Aa ... What's on the couch?" ask Syifa. He felt doubtful and uncomfortable, if he had to sleep in their midst. Alongside Joe. This could also be said for the first time.
"Cock on the couch? Yes, here it is." Joe patted the bed with a happy face. "What do we buy a large mattress. If you can't sleep three? Aye, right?"
"But I think ...." Syifa immediately hung her words. Feel hesitant to say. To be honest, he wanted to say that he didn't want to sleep in bed with Joe, but it wasn't good. Plus fear of scolding Abi and Uminya.
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