The Door of Destiny Removing Single
Episode 17's

ONE DOOR CLOSED AND THE OTHER DOOR OPENED

For about an hour I was just pensive in that cafe chair. The latte I ordered was also gone. The clock tickled at 19:20, still too late to go home. Tomorrow I still have my leave.

This time I felt defeated, either because I could not understand Zaky's intentions all this time or I just felt unprepared for the reality that was in front of my eyes. The explanation given by Mother Fatma was a reality. Bitterer. But not that I should be grateful, it turns out that Zaky has fought for me. Even he was willing to barter his blessing just to get blessing for our relationship.

But do I really have to be happy? I still clearly remember the words of Mother Fatma who asked me to rethink our relationship. He who has already lived, against destiny by recklessly getting married even without the blessing of parents. They can get married, but they have to fall apart in the middle of the road. He left wounds in the hearts and hearts of his children.

It seems that this time I am no longer able to fight the hands of fate. The Lord has brought me to those who dwell in my heart. When I find happiness, destiny takes it back. I don't know, I'm playing with my mind right now. I woke up from my long daydream, as soon as a cup of hot chocolate was in front of me. Rey, Deby's brother came to bring him a cup of hot chocolate and an oven potato.

“Thank you,” I said while forcing a smile.

Rey Rahardian, Deby's older brother. He was two years above me. Currently his business is self-employed, ranging from online sales to joining cafes with his friends. Like the cafe that the account is visiting at this time. Cuey, yet appropriately friendly and pleasant. As long as I'm friends with Deby, he treats me well. Just like treating Deby.

I was silent and did not react to seeing her coming. He was silent while staring out the window. This cafe is designed as comfortable as possible so that visitors can get the beauty of the night view through a glass window that stretches along the eye to see. Until finally, I opened the conversation.

“Bang Rey, choose what parents wife?”, ask

“Parent,” the answer is short

To me that answer sounded quite sadistic, given my current state. It could be out there that's what Zaky is thinking right now. Until he stopped fighting for me. Though I really want to get that special treatment, fought for.

“You won't fight for your love?”, ask me again

“For me, blessing is important. The blessing of both parents of course. I may not be very familiar with religious knowledge. As far as I know it is an absolute condition of household tranquility,” Bang Rey replied straightforwardly.

“In your opinion, I should retreat?”, I asked Bang Rey for her opinion

“Which are you advanced to where?”, Bang Rey gives a question back. Telak. I can't answer. So far, for 3 years together, my status with Zaky is only limited to dating. What can I be proud of???

Bang Rey smiled sincerely, then let me drink her chocolate drink. I comply. This drink has a very calming effect. Or just a suggestion. It's what I love most about meeting Bang Rey, the relaxed attitude and the solutions she has.

“Without ignoring your current feelings and relationship with him, but I don't think it will be comparable to your happy days ahead. Relief that has happened at this time. It could be that God does meet you with the wrong person to provide valuable experiences, not to be your soul mate. We are all still not able to repay the kindness of our parents, it seems very unethical when we are adults, we are busy with our happiness and ignore them,” Bang Rey gives advice at length.

Bang Rey is right, I'm too selfish. Right now all I think about is me and Zaky. As for my parents or even Zaky's parents, we ignored him.

I fell silent, choosing to focus on finishing the dish in front of my desk. I secretly admired Bang Rey's mature way of thinking. Thank God for bringing good people around me. Even though the wounds inflicted on my heart many times, you still strengthened me. I'm starting to like this destiny.

Arriving home, Deby and Bang Rey immediately say goodbye to go home. I headed to the living room to meet my parents. My mom and dad were watching TV. I gave the martabak package I bought on the way. My mother was a little surprised, because indeed I almost never buy souvenirs if traveling. A sweet smile bloomed on my mother's lips, I was happy to see it.

“So Zaky here, but just for a minute. I asked to wait, he did not want, he said there were other needs,” my mother said while opening the martabak package.

I hid my surprised look, because I didn't want you to know about our fight.

“She ordered something buk?”, I asked by putting on a flat face.

“Besok mornin want to pick you up, he said hp you die ya?”, my mother asked in surprise.

“Oh, i.iya buk. Yesterday at the service, maybe he called again at the service. I didn't connect”, I had to lie.

I'm heading to the room, I'm blocking Zaky's contacts. So also sosmed who has been blocked for a month. I watched one by one the posts on his sosmed. This month he didn't try to contact me. I saw the spam box was empty. I was just GR. I thought he was trying to reach me, apparently nil.

I immediately cleaned up and prepared for bed. When I'm done, I put my body in bed. Weary. Mournfully. Angrier. Resignedly. Because in the end destiny brought me to this point again. I let go of farewell as the end of my journey. A few minutes later, a message came in. A number I don't know.

“Tomorrow I pick up at the office, after work”, Zaky

The deg!!!!

Why would Zaky call me by another number. I'm not sure I'm going to reply to that message. I watched it from then on, until finally the call came in from that number. Hesitating, I picked up my phone

“HP I fell some time ago. I can't call you, this is my new number. Tomorrow I pick you up at the office after work,” Zaky's voice sounds clear. Stiff and as if holding anger.

“I'm not going to the office tomorrow,” I replied

“You sick?”, asked Zaky

“Gak, leave,” I replied briefly

“I pick up at 10 am, there are many things we have to talk about. Good night and good rest, ” Zaky give the order.

I hung up on me. It felt empty at once. Especially this. After this, what my destiny wants. Whatever it is I have to be ready. Because destiny goes not with the readiness of the receiver of destiny, but the maker of destiny.

I'm asleep.