SCHNUCKY
REASSIGNMENT

The two prospective couples sat facing each other confined to a round table with food plates that were temporarily consumed by them slowly applying a mindful eating pattern to feel full and satisfied in a short time simultaneously healthy.

"I thought you would hesitate to answer my question." said Arya with a smile and put a spoonful of food into her mouth and chewed slowly.

"I understand the character and nature of a Mother, Arya." said Kamala as she put a piece of steak into her mouth. He enjoyed it with small bites of tearing and pulverizing the grilled meat fibers in his rows of teeth firmly fixed on the walls of the gums.

"Don't forget that I'm a counselor, Arya. The study material of a counselor is the same as a psychologist." Kamala continued after swallowing the beefsteak and launched her throat with a mouthful of water.

Arya nodded. "Means I don't have to worry about anything." he muttered back to eating another spoonful of food that he put into his mouth.

Kamala smiled. "You're like carrying a very heavy burden." The woman brought her body and face closer together, her eyes narrowing. "Is this related to that girl named Muzdalifah?" search Kamala in a soft voice.

Arya shrugged and swallowed her food and replied, "For the most part" she said. "However, my guilt towards that woman has not completely disappeared." Arya then looked at Kamala with squinting eyes. His hand holding the spoon is seen making a pattern of circles in the air.

"Don't I tell you, if I find him, I'll be his guardian?" arya said with a soft look.

"You're going to marry her?" kamala Fishing.

Arya was silent for a moment and chose to enjoy the food that was almost toilet.

"Arya.." call Kamala softly and softly.

Arya looked back at the woman sitting in front of her.

"Are you going to marry her?" ask Kamala.

"If...you will allow.." replied Arya stammered.

"I'm sorry, I've dragged you into the mess of my life" Arya said slowly.

Kamala shook her head and clucked. "Ck ck ck... Are you crazy?" satirize the woman.

Arya just smiled awkwardly then enjoyed her meal back. Kamala pushed the plate that was not spent. Arya stared at the plate for a moment then looked at Kamala.

"You angry?" Aryan fishing line. "I'll if you're angry."

"No, I was speechless just hearing what you said just now" Kamala replied. "If another woman hears this, I'm sure she'll throw you in the gutter."

"Luckily you are not so." said Arya who also has pushed the plate that the contents have been toilet. The man grabbed the paper tissue on the table and wiped his lips then grabbed the glass filled with clear water.

"Yes, luckily I'm not" Kamala replied confirming Arya's words as the man gulped down a little bit of the glassy drinking water in his grasp.

"Why did you answer that question? You could've turned him down." lured Arya.

"I can't deny the request of a mother who has been a true pengen see her son married. Don't you love your mom?" kamala was upset.

Arya nodded again. "Yes, I think you're right."

"Or... You're not seriously married, Arya?" kamala fishing line half insinuating.

Arya smile. "Don't judge me."

"It's your imagination that sometimes makes me doubt whether you're serious, or not" Kamala said, upholding her seat.[]