A Ghost To Mak

Fretted

Prang ....

Glass filled with coffee that was to be served to Paul out of Laila's grasp. The bespectacled man who was sitting on the terrace immediately rushed into the kitchen.

"Laila, why?" Paul's face panicked when he found his wife surprised because the glass suddenly slipped from her hand and broke.

"No idea, Bang. Suddenly it fell. Maybe the glass is slippery because Laila does not wash clean. So there's still soap left." Laila's lying. He tried to act ordinary, although his chest pounding still felt a little tight, also his hands that looked trembling.

"Yes already. Laila went inside. This let brother take care of it." Paul leads Laila away from the broken glass.

"Udah, let Laila clean up."

"Maomi ...." Paul stared hard. Laila immediately stepped out of the kitchen and let the husband clean the broken glass.

Laila prepared Paul's equipment as well as the supplies he would bring to the store. Inside the room, her memories continue to twist the memories of her childhood with Adam. The little boy Abi raised as a child from the orphanage was an older brother to him, although in Adam's body did not flow Abi's blood, but for Laila, Adam was a protector.

"Abang to work first. Laila. Take care of our son."

Laila nodded. Paul walks out of the house, then heats the motor. Laila walked over to Paul who was sitting sweetly on his bike.

"Absite ...." Laila touched Paul's arm.

"What, dear."

"Don't go home at night, yeah."

Paul raised his eyebrows next door, staring in astonishment at Laila's face.

"Why?"

Paul shut off the engine. The sound of the motor exhaust is similar to a damaged engine that can deafen the ears stopped. Laila was silent, she turned her gaze in the other direction.

"Laila, kangen the same brother?" asked Paul in a slightly seductive tone. Laila did not reply, only biting her lower lip trying to hold back a smile. The hue of his face was also flushed. Paul is well aware that he has not spent a few days together. Always busy with work in the store. Although there are Adam and Ridwan who handle, but he does not want to rely too much. As long as he can do his job, Paul will do it himself.

"Yes, my brother will go home quickly," he said again as if he could guess what the heart of Laila was. He clasped the wife's hand.

"Care careful, yes. Do not forget the prayer. It's eaten."

"Ready!" exclaim Paul. The glasses guy put on a helmet and walked out of the garage.

**

"Adam!" shouted Ridwan, his hand pushed Adam's body that was almost hit by a pile of cardboard that lost balance in the corner of the room.

Brukka ....

Box objects were scattered on the floor. The straight-haired man fell down, Ridwan immediately reached out his hand to help Adam.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay, Bang. Thanks." Thanks."

"You're daydreaming. Think what, anyway?" ask Ridwan. Because since last night, even opening a shop, the look of Adam's face seemed not excited.

"It's okay, Bang. Really."

"Thinking Zila? Again?” said Ridwan origin guess. His hand pulled Adam's body to stand. He then flicked his pants and his clothes were a little dirty.

“Apaan, anyway. No Bang. I don't think of anything.”

“Try you know Zila's full name. You can help me find the girl you love. Maybe he's still waiting for you on the other side of the wall.

“Hopefully, Bang. I've prepared everything for Zila's hand. May Zila still wait for me, and be the soul mate God prepared for me.”

“Aamiin.”

“Zila ... who?” asked Paul who was standing in the doorway. The two men looked at Paul.

“Adam's childhood friend, Bang.”

“Pacar?” goda Paul's. Adam's face is pink.

“Not a girlfriend, Bang. I don't know where he is!” adam with a sad face.

“God's Insya. If a soul mate, it will be found. Although not now. At the appointed time, God has prepared very well. Be patient,” said Paul advising Adam. The straight-haired man nodded in understanding.

“Thank you, Bang.”

“Sama-sama.”

Adam and Ridwan return to work. Paul's hand was busy recording orders for goods that had to be delivered immediately.

“Wan, I deliver the goods first,” said Paul. The man stood up and prepared some orders to be delivered.

“Nevent gone, Bang. Let me just deliver,” said Adam. Paul gladly agreed. He saluted Adam's hard work.

After Adam leaves the store, Paul approaches Ridwan who is compiling some of the pieces.”

“Wan, I want to ask. Can?”

“Adam, whose brother are you from?”

“Oh ... Adam's father was my first brother. In the past, Adam and his parents lived in Java, not here. Adam's mother and father died in an accident. Then there were some members of my family who took over Adam's heir. But unfortunately Adam was thrown into an orphanage. At this time, I am still very grateful to be able to meet the family I was looking for. Somehow it can, but I believe it's a miracle from God.”

Paul listened intently to Ridwan's explanation, he rubbed his face rough. The story of Ridwan is almost the same as what Laila had told him.

“Ya. Believe this. God must have a good plan by meeting you.”

“Iya, Bang.”

Paul continued his work.

**

Paul glanced at the thing on his left wrist. At three o'clock in the afternoon. He also asked for permission to go home early. Paul immediately drove his bike home. Meet my beloved wife.

“Bang Paul is very lucky, yes. Have a handsome face, his business forward, a righteous wife,” said Adam.

“But his childhood was no less pathetic, Dam. This is the result of his efforts, also thanks to his persistence in working.” Ridwan looked at Adam who was sitting daydreaming staring at the highway.

“Kok Bang Ridwan know?”

“Abang equals Paul it grew up together. Same age as you. But his determination to succeed and live forward was great. Plus he has a Mak who is so dear to him.”

“Father Bang Paul, where to?”

“Had died while Paul was still sitting on the bench of SMA.” Ridwan looked at Adam who was not looking at him. Ridwan understands very well if his cousin is jealous of the life that the boss has.

“Oya, Bang Paul's wife what's his name?”

“Emang you know?” ask Ridwan.

Adam shook his head.

“Name Laila. It's the daughter of a retired man who likes to fill out studies at the mosque.”

Adam rolled his eyeballs. A little thought about a name he had just heard. Laila .. definitely not Zila. Plus she is the daughter of a pensioner who only filled out studies at the mosque.

‘Not .. definitely not.’ Adam shook his head strongly. He then went into the tavern because Azaan Ashar had reverberated. Ridwan stared at his cousin's strange behavior.

**

“Assalamualaikum.” Paul went into the room. His arrival was warmly welcomed by the well-dressed Laila.

“My wife is beautiful. Where the hell are you going?”

Both of Paul's hands were coiled affectionately around Laila's waist. He then landed a kiss on his wife's forehead. Laila's hands were tightly coiled around Paul's neck.

“Laila kangen same aunt. Go there, yuk. Take Mak too,” the door.

“Good. But let brother take a shower first, yes.”

“Oke, Laila prepare a change of clothes for brother.”

Paul loosened his embrace, grabbing the towel hanging on the door.

While waiting for Paul to finish bathing and changing clothes, the woman walked towards Mak who was busy farming in the backyard of the house. He offers to have Mak join him who will visit Abi. But subtly rejected Mak. Laila couldn't do much, and left her in-laws alone at home.

Laila went back into the room and saw that Paul had changed. Wearing trousers are also brown cocoa clothes, the color is in line with the dress worn by Laila.

“Abang is ready?”

Paul nodded, then grabbed a comb and combed his hair.

“Yuk.” Laila grabs Paul's hand, and takes him out of the room.

“Cium brother first. Just we left.” Paul closed his eyes and turned his lips. Laila approached Paul and gently kissed his lips.

“Udah, ah. Later night hunt.”

After saying goodbye to Mak, the two then went to Abi's house. The white vehicle split open the quiet afternoon road.

“Almost fruit store yes, Bang. Laila wants to buy some fruit. Later want to make rujak at home.” Paul nodded and obeyed Laila's will. For him the happiness and smile of the wife is the most important.

Paul's car stopped in the yard. Aunty with and Abi welcomed the arrival of the two with a happy smile. The woman hugged Laila warmly. Paul stood behind the two after kissing the back of Abi and aunt's hands.

“Wah, your stomach is already big huh, Laila!” exciting aunty. His hand rubbed Laila's stomach gently. Both of them went into the house.

“Is this going to be Zila junior?” ask aunt in her laughter.

“Ish, auntie still remembers that name. Don't be rich Adam, deh.” Laila pinched her aunt's arm. The woman simply laughed as her steps continued towards the kitchen.

Paul's steps stopped. His hand squeezed the plastic bag containing the fruit he had bought earlier. It is clear now. All questions answered already. Adam, Ridwan's brother is the man in Laila's past. And Laila, his beloved wife, was Adam's dream girl.

Paul felt his legs shake. His view looks blurry. He kept forcing his way into the house. Slowly his eyesight darkened.