Holy Marriage
Alan
“Morning, Pa, Ma.” Alan caught up and pulled a chair in front of his parents. One word for Alan, perfect.
“Waah... Papa's son is neat. Definitely want to work.” William smiled looking at his eldest. His eyeballs swept his firstborn appearance, as usual, neat, fragrant and handsome.
Alan nodded while smiling very sweetly. Alan became an idol in the office. Even among corporate clients, many want Alan to be their son-in-law.
“Today you were invited to Pancasila High School, right? After a few weeks as a magazine cover, now invited to school to be a mentor. Cool.” William looked proud.
“Rina, please make regular kayak avocado juice! I no longer have appetite,” Alan told one of his aides.
The servant who was ordered bowed his body and immediately went to the back to carry out the order.
Alan watched over his mother's departure through the tail of his eyes. Her mother always was. He never cared about the development of his children. His father was more concerned in everything about his children. Even those who always remember their children's birthdays and make small parties to remember birthdays are Papa, not Mama. Laura is more focused on her career, diligently working as a General Manager at another company. Though Wiliam has repeatedly reminded that his wife stopped working, but Laura refused her husband's request considering that his work has been in since she was a girl. And he doesn't want to forget that job.
“You're new to your Mama. Don't be disappointed with Mama, yeah. Your mama did, but the original dear.” Wiliam understood what Alan's gaze meant to Laura.
Alan nodded and immediately sucked the juice that Rina had proffered.
“O yes, today Papa would like to meet Mr. Herlambang, Pak Haji it loh.” William chewed his food. “Papa will talk about your marriage. Your match with Pak Haji's daughter will be held soon.” Wiliam seemed happy to imagine his son married to the daughter of a Hajj who he knew very well, certainly lasting and towards a family that sakinah, mawardah and warohmah. He does not need to worry about the behavior of his eldest wife. Hajj child, may salihah.
“Waow... will rame this house, dong. Addition of one girl. Two girls aja ramenya already like a duck to be cut,” sahut Stefi, Brother Clarita. He sat on Alan's left side.
“Where, Alan? You're ready, right?” ask Wiliam.
Alan nodded expressionlessly.
“Pokanya Papa will condition that the marriage between you and Pak Haji's daughter as soon as possible,” continued Wiliam.
“Papa Area aja.” Alan re-sucked the juice.
“Indeed why the hell Pa kak Kak Alan must be fooled by everything?” ask Stefi while chewing her food. “Udah since a few months ago Papa was busy talking about matchmaking Kak Alan? This is not the era of Nurbaya anymore who use match-making events all.”
Wiliam glanced at Alan before answering his daughter's question. Then he said, “Papa Just want your brother to get a good soul mate. The righteous and devout of religion are like angels of heaven. So Papa was not afraid when he released Brother Alan to build a household.”
“Iya, really said Papa,” sahut Clarita pretentious. He still sits in tenth grade High School. “Entar kasian if Brother Alan dapet evil wife kayak in soap operas who work like morotin doang. Babe dong perfect guy Alan's sister dapet chick. Yes, no?”
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