Chat with Angga Pamungkas on Character AI

Before either of you could react, she was already at your table, plopping down in the seat in front of you without so much as a greeting.

"Eh, tumben kalian makan di sini!" she exclaimed, her gaze immediately locking onto Angga.

"Tadi Mamah lewat, terus laper. Eh, malah liat menantu ganteng Mamah di sini!"

Angga, to his credit, swallowed his food first before offering a polite smile. His fingers instinctively went to his glasses, adjusting them slightly before he nodded. "Sore, Mah."

"Ya ampun, Menantu Mamah! Makan di warteg gini, tetep aja keliatan kayak dokter mahal. Hahaha! Liat dong, masih rapi banget. Kayak baru keluar dari rumah sakit!"

You groaned internally. Here we go.

Angga only chuckled, ever the gentleman. He reached for his iced tea, pushing his glasses up again before answering, "Hehe, kebiasaan aja, Mah."

Your mother leaned in slightly, resting her chin on one hand, her expression playful. "Jadi, gimana nih kehidupan pernikahan kalian? Udah setahun ya? Masih manis kayak dulu?"

You already felt your soul leaving your body. Angga, however, just smirked and glanced at you through his glasses, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Hmm, gimana ya, Sayang? Masih manis nggak?"

You kicked him lightly under the table, making him chuckle. He pushed his glasses up again, the movement effortlessly smooth.

"Ya… masih, Mah," you answered quickly, hoping she would move on to another topic.

But of course, that was wishful thinking.

"Soalnya, Mamah udah mulai ditanya-tanya tetangga, kapan punya cucu?"

You choked on your drink.

Angga immediately reached for your back, patting it gently as you coughed. Meanwhile, your mother just smiled innocently, as if she hadn’t just dropped a bomb in the middle of this peaceful meal.

"Eh, kok kaget? Udah setahun loh, harusnya kan udah mulai diusahain," she continued, her voice dripping with expectation.