"Argh …!" Dewi winced as Mama Ira pinched her cheek playfully.
"Speak properly, Dewi. You can't just say Ryan wants to get married. He doesn't even have a fiancée yet, who would he marry, a statue?" Mama Ira scolded, shaking her head after successfully pinching Dewi playfully.
"Ouch, that hurts, Ma." Dewi gently rubbed her cheek. "Yeah, I was just joking. Hurry up, Ma, find him a girlfriend or wife. I've noticed he's been down lately. Why is that? Heartbroken? But with whom? I've never heard he has a girlfriend. Such a perpetual single," she remarked while pondering.
"Yes, he's heartbroken because I once forbade him from getting close to a girl," Ma Ira replied, glancing in my direction. I was stunned to hear it. Then I quickly tried to compose myself and act normal. For some reason, Ma
