It's Not My fault, Sir!
Chapter 72. Restu Papi's
The whole family plus two assistants ran towards the mushola. Some brought brooms, lid pans, handles for mop cloth. Some even take a pan that is black in color intend to hit the thief.
Juan Mahardika who heard the young man's screams of responsibility immediately stood up and shouted, "Wait a minute, I'm El's garwone not a thief!"
The most shocked by Juan Mahardika's words was Mami Mitha. Calling as garwo or wife of his daughter. Moreover, hearing the spoken Javanese language sounds stiff, "Wife from where?"
"Garwo Mbahmu beck!" shouted Elfa.
"It's a good thing you haven't been thumped, sir." Solar Assistant put down the broom held.
"Just be surprised, Mas Londo!" yell Bude Marmi.
"Why do you sleep in a mushola, sir?" ask Assistant Dwi Saputra.
"Yaaah even though the hands are itching to hit the thief" said Pakde Sarto.
Only Papi Alfarizi did not comment and immediately approached Juan Mahardika, "Now let's pray first we will talk after prayer!"
Juan Mahardika was sitting in front of Papi Alfarizi and Pakde Sarto after finishing worship. Accompanied by two assistants who sit while opening their laptops. There were no Elfa and Mami Mitha as they were in their respective rooms.
"What about the diare, Juan?" ask Pakde Sarto.
"Alhamdulillah, no longer diarrhea after drinking herbal medicine from Bude Marmi."
"Why did you choose to sleep in a mushola?" ask Papi Alfarizi.
"Juan keep the good name El, Juan began to understand now that true love will only keep and protect. There's no way Juan would ruin the girl Juan loved so much."
"It's good that you've changed so much, what about El himself?" ask Papi Alfarizi again.
"Juan is sure your daughter is also in love, but Juan still has to convince her by fighting even harder."
Papi Alfarizi nodded slowly, eyes staring at Juan Mahardika's serious-looking face. The story is really similar to the struggle she used to pursue the love of Mami Mitha.
"According to Pakde Sarto how?" ask Papi Alfarizi.
"Pakde accepts that Mas Londo is marrying El."
Assistant Dwi Saputra smiled as she gave her master a thumbs up. Happy and happy to see change for the better. Not expecting just because of a girl, her master now looked completely different.
"Are you ready to be born and inward, Mas Londo?" ask Pakde Sarto.
"God willing to be born and inner, Juan waiting for the blessing of Papi and Mami."
"But bless you" replied Papi Alfarizi.
"Alhamdulillah, is that true, Papi?" ask Juan Mahardika.
"Yes, but Papi asked El and Mami first."
"Well, thank you, Papi."
"Let's have breakfast first!" bring Pakde Sarto.
This breakfast menu is very friendly in the stomach of Juan Mahardika. This morning is still made porridge by Bude Marmi. Not allowed to eat spicy and hard, just eat rice porridge with scorching vegetables tofu and boiled eggs.
At breakfast, Juan Mahardika repeatedly glanced at the door of Elfa's room. After receiving the blessing of Papi Alfarizi. The heart is increasingly pounding fast want to immediately see the beautiful face of the future wife.
Only unfortunately, until breakfast is finished, the waiting does not reveal the trunk of his nose. I would love to hear the response if Papi Alfarizi has approved. I can't wait to share the happiness in my heart.
Come guests from farmer groups and village cooperatives. Hearing Papi Alfarizi come this morning they immediately met to meet and give a report. Take to the location of the harvest and rice production is in process.
Papi Alharizi agreed, even though he had not had time to rest. Appreciate the hospitality of the village community. They are very respectful and expect the advice and input of the founder and advisor to the farmer group.
"You all go to the farmer's cooperative!" papi Alfarizi's Order.
"Including Juan, Pi?" ask Juan Mahardika.
"Yes especially you, someday you or Abang Al will be able to represent Papi if you can not attend.
"Is the place far from here, sir?" ask Assistant Dwi Saputra.
"No, let's go!"
Juan Mahardika glanced at the door of Elfa's room before leaving. I was eager to see her smile before leaving to follow Papi Alharizi. However, the heart does not come out of the room.
Didn't expect Papi Alfarizi's visit to take a long time. Until lunch at the head of the cooperative and talk there. Also visit the place of rice mill into rice and to the rice storage warehouse.
Today Juan Mahardika misses Elfa even more. His heart was always shaking and his heart was pounding. Though there has not been a day not to see the heart.
Can only send WA messages alone as an outpouring of heart. Only the word miss written and emot heart. Only unfortunately many times sent, but the missed one did not activate his phone.
Time seemed to be running slowly while following Papi Alfarizi to visit. Always talk to people who meet. Until the dawn of the Asar they just returned home.
Even at home, Juan Mahardika did not meet Elfa. Bude Marmi told me that Elfa and Mami Mitha were visiting the puskesmas. There are distant relatives of the Pakde Sarto family who gave birth.
The longing is getting bigger, but not meeting. Had to do something that could be met soon and could just look at his face. However, there is no idea and do not know how.
"Elfa to the puskesmas bring your own car or walk, Bude?" juan Mahardika asked Bude Marmi while they were in the kitchen.
"Puskesmas is in a sub-district that is about five kilometers from here, they just went rame-rame there."
"Why doesn't Bude come?"
"El and his mom got a car, Bude got his own bike. So Bude goes home first."
"Are they also on their way home, Bude?"
"So Bude said goodbye because there was a need, they're still there."
Juan Mahardika rushed to send WA's message to Elfa. Even though this morning and afternoon messages have not been read. Still not giving up keep sending words of love and longing.
There was a sound of a car coming in the yard, "It was a car, maybe it was El and his mom" Bude Marmi said.
"Is that really El, Bude?"
"Let's look there!"
"God, mature suwun."
Juan Mahardika ran out of the house towards the courtyard with a smile. Wishing that comes is heart. It feels impatient to want to pour out the pent-up longing.
Three cars entered the yard. Each car is full of passengers in luxurious clothes. They look like people attending a wedding.
What made Juan Mahardika even more confused and worried was that there was one man wearing a suit and holding a bouquet of flowers, "Who are they, who are they like a troupe who would propose?"
