Will Never Let You Go
Darma House

Ara's heart beat is getting faster along with the stop of the Darma car in the yard of a three-story house that carries a modern style. He squeezed the end of the blouse worn when Darma with no pekanya immediately went down just like that. But apparently, Ara was wrong.

As soon as Darma came down, the man opened the door for Ara. "Come, get off." He extended his hand.

"Maas ...." Ara gulped. She wanted to ask her boyfriend to take her home. Ara's guts were indeed instantly creepy just by looking at the magnificent building before him.

"Not to be afraid. My mom didn't bite, anyway." Darma throws jokes.

Plaque!

Ara slapped the sturdy arm that was still stretched out in front of her. "Not funny!" then he got out of the car.

The atmosphere seemed quiet as Ara began to set foot on the white marble floor which was so shiny. There was the sound of people chatting that seemed to come from the kitchen knowing that his nose smelled the aroma of cooking.

"May ....!"

Just seconds after Darma called his mother, footsteps came closer. A graceful-looking middle-aged woman with a maroon-colored blouse walked over.

"Hi .. You guys turned out. Mama's been waiting, you know, Dar." Selly looks sumringah.

Darma turned to Ara, then said, "Here, you know, I've brought someone you've been waiting for the day." He smiled at the face of his girlfriend who looked shy.

"Ha-hello, Auntie." Ara raised both corners of her lips with the rest of her confidence present.

"It turns out the real thing is prettier than the one that was photographed, yeah." Pantes aja son Aunt clepek-clepek. You know what, Ara? This Darma likes to show off your photos to Auntie, you know." Selly smiled seductively. "Ara, come sit down, yuk." Unpermissioned, the woman directly grabbed Ara's shoulder towards the nearest sofa.

"You were the same mom, yeah. I want to change clothes for a moment" said Darma.

Just contact the eyes of Ara buyak. Which one did he say would continue to be next to him? Men are all the same. A fraud!

"Udah, let's take the Darma to the room. You're here with Auntie. Oh, yeah, Ara what do you want to drink?"

"What the hell, Auntie," answered Ara carefully. Ah, it seems that not only when speaking, to breathe the girl was very careful in front of the mother of her lover.

"OKAY. Wait, yeah." Selly went to the kitchen to tell her assistant and returned with three jars of snacks.

"Don't you like to snack?" The woman put the food she brought on the table, then sat back down next to Ara. "Auntie likes this very same. Cobain, deh." He opened one of the jars and asked Ara to taste it.

Bak keraton princess Ara chewed on a piece of seaweed chips she took. "Enak, Auntie," he said honestly. When at home, he had taken away the jar to accompany himself to watch Korean dramas.

Selly smiled happily, then took her favorite seaweed chips.

From the kitchen, Marni came with three cold drinks for her employer. Ara followed the housekeeper's departure after she finished her duties.

"Here, yes, it is, Ra. Slender. Aunty is more often won by Ma'am than children." Selly smiled thinly. "Darma told you about his father?"

Ara turned to the woman beside her. "U-I'm up, Aunt."

Selly's face turned cloudy, though her lips tried to keep smiling. "Yes, that's how our family is. Ara's a real darling, isn't she Darma? Not just for fun?"

Again the question that made Ara hold her breath. "It's real, Aunt."

"What really?" chirps Darma who just arrived on the first floor. The man already looked more relaxed with a plain white T-shirt and flip-flops.

Darma and Selly compact smile.

"Darma said, Ara wants to go to college this year, huh?" ask Selly to shift the subject.

"The plan, anyway, is that, Tan."

"Where are you going to college?"

"The deket-deket. No need to spend."

Sally mangosteen. "Silvia also lectures just here, really. Darma, here, who likes to choose the campus far away so as not to be pestered by his mother. Darma should be this year too ...."

"Ehm! What time do you come home, Ma?" cut Darma.

Sally kept glancing at her watch. "Maybe in a minute. Ara will return home after dinner, yes, let's meet her father Darma for a long time."

Ara was immediately worried. It's only been three or ten minutes. Which means he's still about three or four hours in the house. Can stiffen the muscles of his cheeks because he had to smile continuously for the sake of a good first impression in front of his girlfriend's family.

"Not to worry. Later I have the same permission from your parents," said Darma pretentiously know what's on Ara's mind.

"Yes, already. Mama stay first, yeah, Dar. Mama's head was a bit dizzy so this morning did not join Papa to his son Lingga's monthly event."

Hearing the name Lingga called, Ara immediately turned to Darma as soon as Selly disappeared at the end of the stairs.

"Why? Shocked?"

Ara nodded slowly.

"We're used to this, Ra. I also called my mom to my other dad's wife." Darma smiled without a burden. Not like when they were in the car when they left. "Wanna see a movie?"

"Can."

"Watch it in my room, yeah, let it taste better. It's food just as much as the drinks take."

"Huh? Rooms?"

"Quiet down. I'm not gonna do anything about you, okay."

He said, "not going to do anything". But, as soon as the room and smartTV have just turned on. While Ara was also already sitting on the bed hugging the jar, Darma immediately hugged the girl very tightly with her face which she buried at the intersection of Ara's neck. Sniffing the aroma he missed after a week in the city of Surabaya.

"That's very much with you, Ra."

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Happy New Year 2022, guys. Hopefully next year will be better in every way than this year.

I'm going to hibernate first. See you next year 🥳🥳 ️