
Since his conversation with Alina in the car yesterday, Rico continues to think about how to make a simple but memorable application moment like Alina's request. He had no experience proposing to anyone yet, so he had no idea what to fill that beautiful moment with.
Should he ask his parents? Because after all they had felt the youth like he was now. But come to think of it, it's best not to. He couldn't possibly ask both of his parents, while he himself wanted to surprise them after successfully proposing to Alina later.
That night Rico could not sleep because he thought about how to make a simple but memorable proposal. After nearly 30 minutes of closing his eyes with a working mind, Rico finally decided to contact Andi. He should ask his friend for an opinion. Although Andi has also never proposed to someone, at least the man is smarter than him when talking about romance.
Rico opened his eyes, grabbed his phone that was on the nightstand. Once the flat object is obtained, Rico immediately looks for Andi's contact and makes a voice call. I hope you haven't slept, he thought.
Long enough Andi answered his call and after the call was connected, the sound of loud music thumping made Rico instantly keep his phone away from his ear.
"Jeez, son," murmured Rico.
Because it is still dear to his eardrum, Rico finally activates the speaker mode on his call. The sound of very loud music was heard again, Rico could only shake his head and focus on his original goal of calling Andi.
"Hello."
The first call had no word from Andi.
"Ndi?"
The second call was still with the same response.
Rico frowned while staring at the screen of his phone that was still connected.
"Andi? Woy?" said Rico for the third time with a slightly toned volume.
"Eem."
Deheman's voice is now heard in Rico's ears and he believes that the voice came from his friend, Andi. Rico called his friend's name again several times until Andi called him.
"Co, is that your voice?"
Hearing his friend's question, Rico began to guess if his friend must be unconscious, aka drunk. Because it was impossible to chat seriously in a situation like this, Rico finally decided to call it. He had no interest in hearing Andi's obscure bacotan while drunk. He'd better approach the man tomorrow at lunchtime.
Rico put his phone back on the nightstand. His eyes stared at the ceiling of the room in silence until a few minutes passed and finally drowsiness began to come. Not wanting to waste a chance, Rico closed his eyes. Forced to sleep until his consciousness completely sank into dreamland.
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The next morning after cleaning his body and preparing to go to work, Rico immediately went down to the first floor to enjoy breakfast with his parents. Down there Santi and Irfan had started eating their food first because Rico was late waking up.
"Hi, Ma, Pa," said Rico.
He sat his body on the chair opposite Santi.
"Hi, Bang. Why are you getting up late?" ask Santi.
"Sorry, Ma. Rico was only able to sleep last night at 2 am, so he woke up late" Rico said as he began putting food on his plate.
"Why, Bang? Are you having a problem?" ask Santi again. His son usually had trouble sleeping.
"Some small problem, Ma. You don't have to worry" Rico said with a smile. Trying to convince her mother not to worry about what she was thinking.
Now it was Irfan's turn to ask her a question.
"No, Pa. Rico's job is safe" he said with confidence.
"Then what, Bang? Are you having a fight with Alina?" ask Santi again who is now starting to be curious. Is that son having trouble with his love, the picture.
Rico who was just about to eat his food then undo his intentions and put the spoon he held onto the plate.
"Rico and Alina are fine, Ma. You don't have to worry about Rico, yeah. It's really a small matter, so Mama just calm down okay."
Rico again tried to convince his mother if everything was okay. It seems he gave the wrong reason for the delay. He had better lie because if this was the case, his mother would definitely think of him and he could not see his mother worried about him.
"Well, if you have a problem, tell me Mama, son. Don't hold it alone. We love you so much here, we don't want anything bad to happen to you" said Santi who sounded very sincere. Makes Rico's heart shake to hear it.
Why should a woman this good be her foster mother anyway? Why not just be her real mother?
Rico always thought about it, but a second later he always drove away his homely feelings. He cannot imagine something that is not destined for him. He always believed that whatever God gave him was the best of all if he ever thought. Precisely with this kind of wish, he felt that he was currently not grateful for what God gave him.
"True your Mama, Bang. If there is a problem, the same story. Don't hold it yourself."
Irfan also chimed in on his wife's words. Making Rico instantly aware of his daydream as soon as he heard the man's voice.
Rico smiled at his parents.
"Rico will tell you if there's a problem, Ma, Pa. But for now Rico can't tell because it's not a big deal."
Because Rico, who had always convinced them that all he thought about was a small problem, Santi and Irfan finally believed in him and let his son solve his own personal problems. They also have to give Rico space to move on his own so as not to always depend on others. What Irfan always did when he was young.
Breakfast continues. No longer discussing the closed conversation with mutual trust.
A second later, Santi suddenly thought about his son's relationship with Alina.
"Oh yeah, Bang. What about your relationship with Alina?"
"We're fine, Ma" Rico replied.
"I mean Mama, what is your relationship going forward? Do you have any desire to serious your relationship?"
Hearing his mother's question, Rico slowed down his eating rhythm. He was confused about what to answer because he actually could not tell his mother what he was hiding about him who would propose to Alina. Nor could he lie to his mother.
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