The True Love
CHAPTERS. 190. Dinners
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Delisha was silent to listen carefully to the request as well as the plea of the two that is very meritorious in his life.
Over and over again, her family planned an arranged marriage for Delisha to marry. But, repeatedly also Del always refused with a variety of reasons.
They could only resign and could not force Delisha. But this time they agreed no matter what. They will seek Delisha's meeting with her future husband this time must be successful and successful. The meeting predicted that Delisha would definitely not reject him.
Delisha fell silent and thought of the words of her Grandmother. Delisha looked towards the two. He couldn't possibly disappoint them for the umpteenth time.
Delisha stroked the back of her Grandma's hand. He smiled before answering whether or not he would be willing to meet the man of his family's choice.
"God willing Delisha will meet the Man, Delisha does not want to see Grandma's tears."
His hands wiped his tears. He did not want to disappoint and add to their grief.
"I'm sorry grandma forced you to meet her" she replied with tears occasionally.
"Grandfather knows very well what happened to you in the past, but rest assured Son, happiness will surely come to your life" said his grandfather.
Regret cannot change the past, nor can worry change the future.
"So I'll try it, cake" he replied briefly.
"Honey, don't always reflect on what happened in your past, rest assured that all men are not the same" said Grandpa.
"Truely with everything your Grandpa Son said, I'm sure the man you're going to marry will definitely not let you down" she explained.
They talked until the afternoon. Grandpa and his grandmother said goodbye because there were several meetings they did during their time in Indonesia. Her son chose to live with her mother.
Abimana Aryasatya Bramantya Lee was the consideration Delisha did not intend in the slightest to open her heart to other men. Although all the men he was betrothed to, none of them rejected the mere presence of the Son.
Before Magrib, they went home to two of his parents. Abi is very happy because, being able to stay for good in Jakarta with her Mama and her other family.
"Honey Mami for a while after the Magrib prayer Mama will come out, You are with Papa and Mama only well," said Delisha who asked permission from her son.
"Ready Mi," he answered briefly.
Abi prefers to call his two parents Mama Papa and Mama than Grandpa and Grandma.
From infancy, Abimana spent more time with Amairah and Martin than Delisha did her own mother. Therefore, he called Amairah Mama.
Aisyah saw the interaction between the two shed her tears, if she had to recall the struggles of teenage Delisha when she became a young mother.
"Aisyah asked Avi to please first, I have an event at the Restaurant with her friend Grandpa," he explained while dressing and applying minimalist makeup on his face that already looks beautiful and ayu without wearing makeup even once.
"Well Miss," he said.
"Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim" he said as he climbed into his car.
Delisha does not want to be escorted by a private driver addressed by her Mommy. He did not want to rely too much on others.
"Hopefully my meeting this time I can pass well too, amen ya rabbal alamin."
His car glided freely over the asphalt that night. He only intends to undergo an arranged marriage, as it is if it is suitable to continue if not well left.
His car had already entered the area of the Restaurant where his agreement with the Man was.
Delisha is looking for the man's place. He recalled the words from his Grandfather who said that his meeting at the Restaurant on Table number XX.
Delisha opened her car door, but her footsteps were stopped when her bracelet accidentally got stuck in the dress. So that the bracelet slipped and fell.
"Can't you snag? never been like this before."
He was astonished to see his bracelet that had slipped suddenly from his wrist. He looked for the whereabouts of his bracelet, but he did not manage to get it.
"Oh Allah, where is my bracelet, but it is at the end of my dress?" he had already searched for the existence of his bracelet, but had not managed to find it.
Not wanting to make that person wait for him too long inside the Restaurant so that he did not proceed to look for his bracelet again.
"Maybe fall in the car, I'll find it again."
He walked slowly towards the xx table when he saw the number of the table and was already seated a man with a wide enough back.
With a full suit, well-groomed hair. His athletic body showed that the person had an almost perfect appearance.
His steps slowed as he got closer to the table.
"With Mr. Abhimanyu Adinatha Kim."
The sound of the intrusion from Delisha made the man stand up and then turn around. Her cold face without any smiles made Delisha a little bit inferior.
Their two eyes met each other, they looked at each other. Until it lasts a while.
They both explore each other's taste. They were like they had both met before, but among them no one knew where.
"Why is his face like I've seen it before."
They broke eye contact when the resto maids were among those standing earlier. But they, no one was aware of his arrival.
"Sorry Ma'am," said Delisha who smiled in a knot towards the Mbak.
The two of them sat on a chair, then they read the menu book proffered by the Servant.
"We order the most recommended food here" said the two simultaneously.
The waiter looked at them in turn. The waiter smiled in response to their cohesiveness.
"We order that only," he answered briefly.
"Drink Miss?" ask the waiter.
"The best drink brings it here."
They sat back and mostly fell silent and just stared at each other. Their faces were both no one could guess what they were thinking.
Until the food is arranged and presented on the table they still look at each other.
The waiter smiled sweetly at Delisha and said, "sama Miss, if there's anything that Master and Miss want just call us, We're always ready to serve Master and Miss."
They began to eat the food in their homes. Only the clanking of spoons, forks and dinner knives could be heard from their place.
No one wants to end their silence and calm.
"My heart trembles every time I look into two pairs of eyes so clear as the morning dew."
Abhimanyu silently watched Delisha from the tip of his foot to the end of his hair. They finished their meal. Delisha opened up a conversation between them.
"I'm sorry I'm the grandson of Mark Horne Atmadja's Grandfather, Delisha Annira Elshanum," when shaking Abhimanyu's hand.
Their meeting was completely different from the others. Usually introductions happen at the beginning of their meeting, but this time with them happens at the end of their meeting. It should have been earlier when they met.
"Heeem."
That was the only response from Abhimanyu.
"I'm honest with you that I came here because I appreciate my Grandma and Grandpa, and one thing you need to know I'm a woman who has many shortcomings and not even a little bit of advantages" she said at length.
Abhimanyu just raised his eyebrows next to hearing the words from Delisha's mouth.
"I'm sorry I have to go home because tomorrow morning I have to go back to work so it's not certain to take a break" he said, standing up from his seat.
The man did not reply or refute the words of Delisha. He was only silent a thousand languages but thought of something before him.
"Assalamu alaikum," his greeting then passed from before Abhimanyu.
Abhimanyu simply stared at Delisha's departure in silence. Until he saw a glittering object that fell not far from his desk.
Two hurried to pick up the thing. Just wanted to shout to call out to Delisha, but Delisha had already stepped far away from the restaurant area.
He lifted the bracelet before his eyes and looked in disbelief.
You want to hide where
I can smell you
Never run from me
Because we have promised
Let the sun lie during the day
Pretend not to get hot
No need to torture yourself
Hide the love that exists
I don't need any language
To reveal I love you
I never rest
To love you as I promised, promise
A thousand faces teased me
All I remember is your face
my promise never fooled around
Once you are still you
Where do you want to hide?
I can smell your smile
Never run from me
Because we promoted
Let the sun lie at noon
Pretending not to be hot
No need to torture yourself
Hide existing love
I don't need any language
To reveal I love you
I never rest
To love you according to my promise, promise
A thousand faces tease me
All I remember is your face
Promise never play
Once you're still you
********To Be Continued********
fania Mikaila Azzahrah's
Takalar,SulSel, Monday, July 04, 2022
