CHAPTER 2

"Oh, Auntie! What the hell, I'm just kidding, aren't I, Uncle," Amel burst out looking at the man who was now focused on driving the car. 

"You're joking, but I'm serious, you can, Mom, propose Amel to me," Raffa said, making Amel round her eyes. 

"What the hell, Uncle! Don't be ignorant," Amel growled staring annoyed at Raffa whose eyes were still focused on the road. 

"I'm not ignorant, honey. Mom, please quickly propose to Amel," Raffa exclaimed, making Amel exhale and then choose to listen to the song on her cellphone and Wulan, Sekar chuckled at the behavior of these two humans. 

Now they had arrived at the school, the atmosphere was very crowded. Amel immediately said goodbye to Mom and Wulan to gather with her peers. 

"Mom, I say goodbye to the office first," said Raffa thrusting his hand and welcomed by Wulan, the man quickly kissed the back of the hand of the mother and Sekar. 

"Don't come home too late, I'm going to propose to Amel for you," said Wulan, making Sekar turn to look at her neighbor. 

"Haa! Mom seriously wants to propose to Amel for me." Raffa was surprised to hear his mother's words, he thought the woman was just trying to tease Amel. 

"Yes, we are serious. We've talked about this before," said Sekar, who now joined in. 

"I'll take my leave first, Mom, Auntie, because I'll be late soon. Now I have a meeting," Raffa said, looking at his watch and quickly getting into the four-wheeled vehicle.

"What's Raffa's answer, Wulan," said Sekar as she watched Raffa's car drive away. 

"Surely he wants to, he once said I love your short legs," said Wulan, making Sekar turn her head to look at the woman in disbelief. 

"You're right, Wulan. My princess is called short legs," Sekar's laughter finally came out at her neighbor's words. 

"Twice as serious, in fact, if he's delirious like that, then it can't be wrong," said Wulan, to which Sekar nodded in reply because Raffa used to be just like Amel's late father. 

"Yes, then I believe you, so when are you proposing to Amel?" asked Sekar and invited Wulan to sit on a chair. 

"Tonight, Sekar. I've also prepared everything, just accept it," replied Wulan excitedly, she had liked Amel for a long time because of the girl's good attitude. 

*** 

The smiles continued to be engraved when the event was over. Now they had gone home and were even in a taxi. Although there were traces of tears on the cheeks of the two girls who had just graduated but did not fade their beauty. 

"Mom, I want to go to college with Shilla," Amel said, making the woman who gave birth to her turn her head. 

"Eummm ... let's talk about it later, dear. I'm still tired, my legs are really sore from standing for so long," Sekar replied and closed her eyes, indeed the woman was so exhausted that even Wulan had fallen asleep earlier. 

"Let's rest, I'll wake you up when we get there," Amel said, which Sekar didn't answer because she was already asleep. 

"I'm bored, let's take some pictures!" said Shilla, to which the girl nodded in reply. 

"Shilla, you know," Amel said when she finished taking pictures, leaning her body to make Shilla look over. 

"I don't know, you haven't told me yet," Shilla replied, making Amel snort, looking annoyed at her best friend who only flashed a smile showing off her teeth. 

"I haven't finished talking yet, so don't interrupt me!" Amel scolded and hit her friend's arm. 

"Hehehe ... take it easy, Amel. You're just hitting me," grumbled Shilla who rubbed her hand which was quite sore from Amel's punch. 

"Your mom said she wanted to marry me off to Uncle widower, and Uncle Widower even supported your mom's proposal," Amel said, making Shilla round her eyes at her friend. 

"I'm dead if he finds out what I suggested. Besides, why did Raffa's brother even participate in everything," Shilla's mind exclaimed, she sighed softly then looked at Amel and pinched her friend's arm. 

"It's impossible ah, when my mother and brother want to propose to you. They're probably just joking around and want to tease you about your graduation," Shilla said in a nervous tone, making Amel raise her eyebrows.

CHAPTER 3

At Raffa's place, the man is now very busy. Even though his cell phone is left in the car, he finally exhales when there is time to rest. He leaned back in the chair, then reached into his pocket and found nothing flat. 

"Huh, everything is left behind again," grumbled Raffa, the man got up from the chair and started walking towards the parking lot to get his cell phone in the four-wheeled vehicle. 

"So many calls from Shilla," Raffa muttered softly when he picked up his cell phone and chose to step first toward his room. 

"Sir, aren't you going to the cafeteria to eat?" asked one of his employees with a smile on her lips. 

Raffa just glanced and shook his head. "You guys have lunch, you have to take care of your health so you can continue to work properly," he replied and then stepped away again leaving the woman behind. 

"Ahhh ... Mr. Raffa really cares," said the woman as she held her blushing cheeks. 

"Not just to you, it's also to us. Don't be too proud, let's hurry up and fill our stomachs," said a man who was answered by the nods of several of his friends then they quickly headed for the canteen. 

"Even we pay attention, especially to his wife later," said the woman who agreed with her female friend who also stepped into the canteen. 

"Even though Mr. Raffa has been alone for quite a long time, when did he get married again," said one of them making him the center of attention. 

"If I were his wife, I wouldn't waste it, unlike Mr. Raffa's ex-wife," said the woman who had blushed which was replied to by all nods. 

"He! Let's stop gossiping, you better hurry up. We're hungry, you know," scolded one of the men making the women look back. 

"Dih! I'm just jealous," said Mawar, who had been blushing. 

"Who's jealous anyway," grumbled the man whose name was Rehan, the man who was nagging earlier. 

"Come on, let's go first, leave them alone so they don't get a seat," Rehan exclaimed, taking wide steps and bumping into Mawar's shoulder. 

"Ihh... what the hell!" growled Mawar as she was about to grab Rehan's hair but her friend stopped her. 

"There's no need to deal with him, he's just looking for attention and likes you," said his friend, making Rehan turn his head and look like he was about to vomit.

"I don't like him," said Rehan. 

Meanwhile, in Raffa's room, the man was already sitting in his oversized chair. Then, he quickly called back the younger sister, when he was connected, Shilla's voice was heard calling him in a loud tone making him rub his ears. 

"What the hell! Slow down your voice, it's already like a speaker with a loud volume," Raffa mumbled when he put the cell phone in his ear again. 

"Brother, what a bummer! How come I don't answer the phone, it's just like song lyrics," Shilla chatted, making Raffa sigh. 

"Never mind, just get to the topic. What do you want to buy? Did you get good grades?" asked Raffa with several questions. 

"Yes, I'm second place, you know, you have to be on time," replied Shilla which made Raffa nod. 

"Yes-yes," said Raffa, making Shilla smile.

"Oh yes, Mom told me to tell Ka Raffa not to go home too late. He said to come home in the afternoon, right, Ka Raffa is the boss," said Shilla. 

"I didn't promise to come home in the afternoon," said Raffa then heard Shilla say to their mother. 

"What the hell, you! Anyway, you have to go home in the afternoon! Because tonight we want to go to Amel's house to propose to her, period! There's no arguing!" Wulan's burst made Shilla and Raffa surprised, even the man did not know if the mother had turned off the phone.