
Vey, Niar, and Budhe Atun sat in the backseat.
"Check, Mas. Ma'am Na was sick suddenly," Niar said as he closed the car door.
The car drove slowly. Replayable.
Budhe Atun noticed the face which then passed him in the inner rearview.
"Isn't this Mas Abimana?"
She replied, "Yes, Dhe. I'm sister. And that's Jamal."
"Pripun, Mas, how are you? Ngapuntene troublesome after a long time no see."
"Enggeh, Mom. Thank God you are healthy" replied Abimana.
Vey fell silent. Feeling his stomach twisting and his body losing energy in an instant. However, he thought Abimana would ask him why he was. It turned out that along the way to the nearest hospital, his name was not called at all. He could not judge why Abimana's attitude had changed.
The moon does not shine brightly. Although the atmosphere was peaceful, but not with Abimana's heart now back to the figure he had long loved. In the room, he was stuck on the prayer mat with the dimness of the lantern.
"Why now do I not dare to approach you again, Na?" thought.
Immediately get up by resting on the corner of the table, then take the wallet lying on the mattress. Although seven years had passed, the ring was always stored in his wallet. After the ring didn't reach its owner, he just opened it now.
"It should be in your hands."
Abhimana kept the ring back. The ring, which he thought was just an old story, when the calendar period of his first love ran aground.
"Na, if only you had agreed to my proposal." The little heart is still sad. There is a disappointment that is never expressed.
"When you're that mature, you're more established and experienced, you're more empowered to determine who is most worthy to be with you. And, a guy like me, is it worth it?"
***
"Mbak Na, are you healthy?"
"You don't have to come here every day" Vey said.
Niar smile.
"After all, Kala just got here. There's Budhe too. He said you bothered?"
"I'm worried about Ma'am Na. Mas Abi has often refused if I help, Ma'am. Just this week, anyway. Don't know why. Consider me his successor Kak Kala who was married. When can I go home, Mommy?"
"Foam is possible."
"What doctor was diagnosed yesterday?"
"Yes that type. Bronchitis too."
"If you know this pain, why did Kak Kala come home?"
"You listen to santri said. He'll be here again, too."
Niar nodded.
"Eh, Ma'am, Kala's already pregnant yet, huh?"
"Not yet."
"Pity, yes, but it was his marriage that long. Seven years of you."
"Just pray, Niar. When you are young, it doesn't matter."
"But, isn't Gus Omar getting old, Ma'am?"
"How else do you want? Let it. Pregnant waiting for me to marry maybe." Vey tried to joke.
"Reviews so your prayer, Ma'am Na."
"My guy's just kidding."
Someone then entered the patient's room.
"Who? My eyes are not clear" Vey asked Niar.
"Hummer, Ma'am." Niar rise. "Who did you know who came here alone?"
"New busy shopping with those stalls. You're the one who told me."
"Make what?" Niar.
Bu Cipto answered Niar's question as it passed. "What are you doing about that?"
Niar whispered, "Kan, Mas Abi never talked about Ma'am Na, Buk."
Bu Cipto sat down. Put the fruit parcel that is fortified.
"Thank you, Buk, bother coming here."
They talked later. Ten minutes later, Bu Cipto opened another topic.
"What makes you delay getting married all this time? Is there something waiting?"
Vey was lazy to answer.
"What kind of criteria? Not something like Abimana for sure."
Vey bertehem.
Niar watched his mother's face and Vey took turns.
"Your mother?" Niar hit his mother's arm.
"Srstttt."
Vey answered what it was. "Who's willing to stay with me, ma'am. One vision and mission with me too."
"No conditions?"
"I mean Ma?"
"Originally the two criteria can be met, Ma'am Nana would be willing to accept?"
"Yes that could be my strong consideration, ma'am."
Bu Cipto nodded.
"Then get well quickly. Sometime to Ibuk's shop again."
"Aamiya. Thank you." Thank you."
Niar drove his mother to the front of the room.
"Huge shit?"
"What how, Nduk?"
"Yes that's the right thing Ibuk said must be the criteria is not Abimana."
"Continue?"
"Buk, it sounds like Ibuk reminded me that it was Mbak Nana who rejected Mas Abi. Rich Mother is scolding Ma'am Na too."
"It's hard to go home first."
"Hiuh, I'm leaving instead."
Niar returned to the edge of Vey's bed.
"By the way I've never asked how Mbak Nana feels when Mas Abi's marriage is left," he said.
Next day.
There is Kala, Budhe Atun, and Sharif who accompany Vey.
Just like Kala back then, Vey was also shocked to hear Sharif's current achievements. Beyond a doubt. In fact, it is much different from Sharif who he knew first even though he can still recognize the Syarif cloaking method that remains distinctive.
"How can you move on from Kala yet?"
"Must dong," replied Kala excitedly.
"No, Brother. She's the most special woman I've ever met."
Vey thunts. "Masaaaac? That crocodile mouth or the garland?"
"Both."
Vey and Kala chuckled.
"Uda, Onni. Will marry Nurmaya."
"What's? The nurmaya? How can?"
"In Mas's hands, everything can be."
Vey looked at Kala. "You mean Sharif was betrothed to Nurmaya?"
"He.emhaha. Yeah, right, Rip?"
Syarif only showed his body language that seemed to agree.
"Kok want?"
Sharif and Kala gasp.
"Eh, I don't mean that. Want to know your reasons. Does Nurmaya agree?"
"Nurmaya hasn't said yes, but the way she responded to Sharif's giving, I caught a good signal, Onni. Most importantly the Syarif family has agreed."
"I think if you see Sharif the children of people are in rank, his parents will be very selective in choosing a ghost. It doesn't turn out," Vey's inner.
"This is sorry lo, very sorry. Did Abi understand?"
"It should have been understood" answered Sharif.
"I don't think yet. You didn't tell me anything." Kala.
"We better shut up."