A Light Fountain

Prospective son-in-law?

**

It's been a shitty ride for Assena but it's been fun for Petter.

Petter was satisfied to tease Assena, all the way he smiled despite more swear words coming out of Assena's mouth. But Petter was happy to make Assena feel that upset.

Departure from Assena's house is 30 minutes, and they just arrived.

As usual, Assena bought a bouquet of white tulips that became the favorite of her late mother.

And Petter bought a bouquet of red roses to carry to his mother's grave.

They walked into the public cemetery.

Assena stepped closer to her mother's tomb, her steps halting while Petter was still trailing behind her. Then Assena looked.

"Why follow me, instead of your mother's grave over there?" assena said, pointing.

"What's wrong if I look at my future in-laws." Petter answered with his funny face.

Assena throbbed deeply while twisting her eyes when she heard that.

Now Assena and Petter are crouched right in front of the tomb named after his mother Assena.

Seen above it has been seen sprinkling flowers, there is a bouquet of red roses and white lily leaning on the tombstone.

Assena already knew it all after the visit of Arkan and Evelin who used to visit before Assena. Arkan and Evelin used to visit on Saturdays.

Assena put the tulips against the tombstone, lined with flowers that had been there before.

Slowly, Assena's hand reached out to touch the tombstone, her thumb rubbing right in the part that said her mother's name was a little dirty and dusty. He was seen leaving dust on his thumb when he touched it.

His eyes were closed, as if he was conveying his longing for the mother. Although his mother had been gone for a long time, he felt that his mother had always been close to him.

No tears were shed in the corner of his eyes, he missed his mother so much.

The sight also did not escape Petter's vision, he very much understood what Assena felt at this time.

Instantly his hand was embracing Assena's shoulder, gently rubbing it as if he was giving strength to Assena who was looking fragile in grief.

Assena flinched as Petter's hand had embraced her shoulder, she opened her eyes and turned her head. His eyes now met Petter's. Somehow Petter's eyes were so calm.

Assena felt there was a friend when she was sad like this. Also Petter is the first person who can accompany, in addition to Mr. Sur who is used to deliver of course.

Long staring, Assena's forehead shrunk to see Petter's cheeks slightly bruised, faintly bluish. Like a punch-off.

"What happened to Petter, why was his cheek bruised? What this has to do with not going to school for three days." Inner Assena, he was filled with questions and curiosity.

"Have not cried, your mother would have been sad if you were sad." Petter.

"Isn't that mother-in-law?" he smiled with one hand touching the tombstone.

I can still joke.

Instantly Assena smiled amusedly at the petter calling 'mother-in-law'.

At least Petter managed to make Assena smile and forget her sadness.

Until Assena forgot to ask about what happened to Petter, until his cheek looks bruised. If at a glance it is not so visible bruises, but if viewed from close can be seen faintly.

"Mother, Assena's coming home. I'll be back next week." Said Assena while rubbing the tombstone.

Yes, after the word 'prospective son-in-law' came out of Petter's mouth, it immediately made Assena look at him. Then smile with amusement.

Now Petter took turns visiting the tomb of his mother who was not far from the tomb of his mother Assena.

Assena also accompanied Petter.

"My mother came, now I come not alone. I came with the future mother-in-law." Petter smiled as he put the red roses he had bought.

Assena who heard that reflex to elbow Petter, Petter was just smiling got an elbow like that.

Maybe if Petter came alone he'd look sad. But this time it was different, with Assena he was happy.

Like bringing his partner to the parents to ask for blessing. Although he sounded joking, actually in the depths of Petter's heart, he would solemnly say his words.

"Mirror.." Assena said as she glanced at Petter.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"If your mother's dead, so Irreta's mistress...." Assena's words depend like doubt.

"Yes you're right, she's not my real mother." Petter said, then he heard a sigh. "After his mother died, he married the woman. I was 8 years old, and he had a son, Alvin. We were the same age when we first met, me and Alvin were just half-siblings."

Assen was just muttering to hear Petter's story.

"Although only a half-brother, I stuttered him like a brother as well as a friend. Remembering the nearly 10 years we grew up together. Sometimes we get along, sometimes we fight. Even the trivial things we often make noise. But we fight more than we get along." Petter smiled, imagining his relationship with Alvin.

Assena was just a good listener, silent and listening. Occasionally mangut-mangut also occasionally smile.

Until the sun is above their crown. It's midday, the sun is so hot for Assena and Petter that it's right underneath, especially without any protection. Make them hot, thirsty and hot as one.

They also moved from the resting place of their parents.

**

"I'm taking you somewhere." Said Petter who just got to where the bike was parked.

"Where?" ask Assena.

"Later you'll know" Petter smiled as he put his helmet on Assena.

They also drove to their destination, in the middle of the road Petter stopped at a mini market to buy drinks and food.

It takes 30 minutes to reach the destination.

And they arrived.

Assena got off the bike, and looking around, she was so amazed at where she was.

Quickly opened the helmet, now looking straight ahead and smiling happily.

"What is this Petter place?" assena asked, still looking straight ahead.

"Beautiful right?" Petter smiled when he saw Assena who seemed happy to be brought to this place.

"Come on!" take Petter with you by extending his hand.

With the Spirit of Assena welcomed Petter's hand.

And now they stepped in unison to the place that had been the center of attention of Assena, the center where Assena was amazed.