The Rainbow Scratched
Ta'aruf

on a clear morning, hulya was hooking a pentul needle in her pashmina mint hijab she looked beautiful with a plain but elegant black dress coupled with flat shoes in matching color with her hijab, this time she was preparing in the morning not to go to school to teach but rather to meet her future husband or more precisely her prospective choice of mother.

"hulyaaa, mappa luncheon later"

shouted Rahma's mother who was waiting in the main room

"yes round sabaar"

"wahhh beautiful son of father" the eyes of the father sparkled and immediately grabbed the shoulder hulya

"dad's son is beautiful from birth hehee"

"narcissistic sihh" said the mother

"yes, dear, who was the father?"

"ihh father, hulya beautiful rich because of the offspring of mother yaa"

"iya mother yaaa, who used to dong her husband hahaha"

"ahhh, you narcissistic father" hulya chuckled

the two families met at one of the famous restaurants in the city of J belonging to the family of praasaja.

"assalamualaikum" exclaimed mother Rahma while holding both shoulders of her friend who was sitting.

"wa'alaikum salam, ehhh Alhamdulillah nyampe ya"

the two immediately shook hands and cipaka-cipikoooyy ala mother-mak

"what's the news pras" said Raka's father while greeting and embracing Prasaja's body

"Thank God what is the good news, how are you? stomach acid is safe, right?"

"ahahaa Alhamdulillah is safely under control"

both chuckle

hulya looked kakuk and then ummi Farida greeted her and let her sit down

"God, your angel is so beautiful ma" praised Farida who made her shy she just lowered her head because she did not know what to say

"thank you, which Farhan is this?"

"ohh still going to the toilet, will be here soon"

"oh yeah hulya still teaching SD children?" tanya ummi Farida who is now looking at the hulya

"yes Aunt"

"hhh kok Auntie, call ummi aja ya dear"

"hiyaa tan, ehh mii"

"hahah, it's funny that your son Prass fits when juxtaposed with Farhan who is cold like a two-door refrigerator"

"abiii, really ngatain ngatain Anak himself" while pinching the waist of Father Pras

"haha it's like that ummi"

"assalamualaikum" said Farhan who suddenly appeared

"wa'alaikum salam" said all in unison

hulya looked up at her head and looked at the man who was in the middle of the field would be her soul mate

"hemm is handsome too, but how is he rich in statues is that anyway.no other expression what?" hulya

"ehhh Farhan, sit down son" said Ummi while pulling Farhan's hand

"why doesn't he look at me at all? am I that bad?" hulya again

"so how? you agreed to get married, right?" ask Raka's father who got a hit from his wife

"hehee, you mean you're ready for breakfast yet? like he's already on hunger right"

all of them were laughing

except Farhan who was still silently sculpting without Expression

after the breakfast was finished they again spoke lightly and accompanied by a little joke so as not to seem stiff, the two pairs of parents did not escape a little to ask questions about work, hobby, and others.

"farhaan, how? do you want to marry a hulya?"ask mother

"Farhan is the same mother" Farhan replied briefly

"Alhamdulillah"

"how about kalo hulya son?" tanya umi who actually made hulya a little jolted because since then she was daydreaming

"emm how's umi?"

"haduuh do not daydream dong dear is still morning" said the mother

"hehe's sorry, umi nanya what the fuck?"

"do you want to marry Farhan?" ask umi again

"emm no, ehh no wrong means" everything laughed except the refrigerator 2 doors aka Farhan.he just stared at the face hulya without expression at all

"the Statue of Life!" hulya was upset

the first meeting went well, the two families planned to meet again to determine the date of the wedding, both families did not want to linger.

"satset is clearer than rambling a lot of phytah" said Raka's father earlier.

hulya was only silent during the trip home, occasionally she laughed with jokes made by her parents.but in fact she still did not feel ready at all, because honestly he wants to be single first until his ideals to become a novelist are achieved, he could no longer resist the wishes of his parents who had long wanted to see him marry and fondle his grandchildren.

once at home, hulya went straight into her room. mother Rahma knew maybe it was her decision to marry her daughter was selfish, selfish, and she was very happy, but he was convinced that Farhan was a man worthy of being a princess priest

"maybe you could say so, but in shea Allah Farhan is a man who can be relied upon"

"aamiin hopefully yes ayaah"

"yes mother, let's take a break"

another thing with Rahma who is confused with her wedding plans.

now Farhan is looking at a photo of a beautiful woman, and managed to make her smile, who else if not the hulya tengil yaa true that Farhan never refused to be betrothed to hulya, who would not be, because first he was interested in the hulya smile that was in his mobile phone gallery.he was deliberately sent hulya photos by his umi, and it helped this matchmaking process to be smooth.

but soon his cellphone rang, the notification was not from his future wife but from nadira, yaa nadira.

Nadira is the son of abah yai who secretly loves farhan but like his farhan has not realized it

📱Ning dira

"assalamualaikum, mas"🤭

type..

"duh very long time her ticking" said dira alone

📱Calon idols _______________________________________________

"wa'alaikum salam..what is ning?"

nadira smiled and rolled around on her mattress

📱Ning dira

"get busy again, my mom? afraid to disturb"

📱Prospective id _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

"the hell"

📱Ning dira

"later haul show bah kung, here ndak?"

📱Prospective id _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

"in Allah' there, all will be mature"

"God willing, may he preach me, may Allah be good" said Nadira with a smile of her own.

Farhan is indeed a man who is very irritable to talk, and very difficult to express his feelings, but he felt there was nothing wrong if hulya became his wife, after all there was no woman he loved before.

night in hulya's room

"tika rat"

"hallo tik, how the hell did you from earlier I just picked up the phone where are you anyway? I'm gonna need you to put on a bangett ngeeettt"

"hhhhh really you hul"

"that's why, I'm serious about this"

"emm how did the match between Romeo and Juliet work?"

"hey heiii ngawur yaa, where there is Romeo and Juliet in the soul mate there they are not approved kaliii ihh look really like to read"

"yes hahahh"

"radak pressure emng basics"

"iyaa, and you are more stressed hahahha"

"hhh very nice sih"

"yes yes maap, ehh how serious I really kepo really, you agree to marry the Son of a friend of the mother?"

"hemm, how else?"

"yaahh ga rang dong, ga da show eloped that"

"iyaaa tomorrow run with goat deh ahahahha"

"hahah crazy shit"

"cogel"

"uhh but are you sure you accepted this match? if the law is illegal, right?"

"yes not really, but how else dong. I've often refused mother, pity tau. temen-tenu mother already have grandchildren because of it"

"ohhh so you immediately want gas to make children huh hul?, wahhh really cool"

"iyaa hahahaha"

"dasarr"

"hhh already yes, want to continue reading"

"iyaa, the spirit of the bride-to-be hahah"

"hemm"

tuuttt

hulya again struggled with her laptop to work on her novel, but not so because her mind and heart were not able to be united she needed a rest earlier tonight.

to be continued

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