
The humble sound of birdsong reconciles the heart of anyone who hears it. The cold morning air has called me to enjoy a beautiful morning outside the house. At 06:00 I finished my bath and made a little more of my appearance. Out of the room, quiet. Walk into the kitchen, trying to find Mami who may be struggling with various dishes.
"Ma-mi," spelled Mami before I greeted her.
"Yes, Mi" I said at Mami's request.
Mom took my hand and walked out of the kitchen. I just followed her, not trying to ask where Mami would take me.
"Follow Mommy, yeah! We go to Eyang's house" explained Mami later.
Waduh, the house of Eyang. Wouldn't that be the same as introducing me to their extended family. I honestly wasn't ready. Moreover, I am alone. There's no Dion I can count on. "Where's Dion, Mi?" tanyaku later.
"From now on call Mas Dion, honey. Especially if in front of Eyang," Mami's advice.
I'm nodding. "Good, Mi."
Wow ... really Kristy's advice yesterday. Here I must know the fret, must be sweet like a palace princess. Leave Rosa acting all out. Practice everything Kristy taught you.
"No need to find your fiancee, that is. At home, he likes to say. There's Mami here, you don't have to worry," Mami told me.
We walked through the side garden and into the kitchen of Eyang's house. Passing through some mothers who have started to move in the kitchen preparing Mas Rendra's wedding. Shake their hands and throw the sweetest smile at Mami's request. Such is life in the village, the atmosphere of kinship, familiarity and courtesy is still upheld. I really enjoyed it, something I didn't meet in Jakarta.
"This is, yes, Mas Dion's candidate? Ayune," greet the half-aged mothers kindly.
"Yes, ma'am" I replied with a smile.
"This, Mak Ti, Sa. The cook Eyang whose cooking was huyakkk," knew Mami.
"If this one, Rendra's mother. You know each other, don't you?" said Mami.
I kissed his hand. "Tante" I said with a smile.
"Call Mother, my dear! Mas Dionmu also called Mother, kok," explained Mother Mas Rendra.
Familiar. Dion's extended family was very friendly and open with my presence. What a welcome that makes me so happy. A warm family, unlike my big family who is busy with business world competition.
"Well, rame, nih" Mas Rendra walked into the kitchen followed by Dion behind him.
I focused on Dion who had the sweetest smile. The real Dion is back. This is my sweet Dion, not the cold Dion. Has he forgiven me? Or is it just because you are in front of a lot of people?
"Sa, blink dong! As soon as possible pay attention to Mas Dion," said Mas Rendra.
Unknowingly, I watched Dion without batting an eye. Unfortunately, all of that was captured by Mas Rendra. As a result, I became the victim of his temptation. Shame, I bow my eyes. At first glance I saw Dion smiling as he rolled his eyes at me.
"Everyone, I pinjem Rosa first, yes," Dion's permission took my hand and took me away from the kitchen.
" Who wants to marry, who can't separate who?" again Mas Rendra quipped.
"You are the same, aja. No need to ridicule each other, say aja want," Om Septian chimed in the ridicule of Mas Rendra who berhubi-tubi.
I smile at them all. Actually I'm embarrassed but in my heart, I really want to. Relax, because my mistake didn't make Dion careless. He remained calm as if nothing had been affected by his heart. But I can't read what his mind is.
Stop, sit next to each other in the front garden chair. His hand was not released for a second. I put my left hand on top of our hand. He looked back and smiled back. "Always be patient with my heart, yes, Di. I'm trying so hard to be strong and love you more."
"I know, I am present as his successor in your heart. However, I won't let him take you back and replace me with him" Dion put his right hand on our hands.
"Why are you sad?" dion asked as he turned his body towards me.
"I'm disappointed in myself. I'm handing over something you've taken care of to the wrong person" I'm honest.
Dion smiling. "I can remove it if I want, as you taught me a few days ago."
Twisting my body as big as the angle Dion did, just in the opposite direction. "Remove it until I forget how it feels!"
"Unfortunately, I don't want to do that, right now" Dion said.
My forehead shriveled, not understanding with his so calm demeanor this time. Dion wasn't like a while ago when he was jealous. He always couldn't help himself when he found me with the person he was jealous of. Last night, I made a bigger mistake, but he wasn't angry.
"Why?" I sought answers from my curiosity.
"Because I don't want to do it" Dion replied casually.
"Why don't you want to do it?" cercak.
"Because I don't want to" he replied again.
"Why don't you want to?" I keep chasing the exact answer.
"If Dion doesn't want to, I will!" another voice answered my question.
Spontaneous we both turned towards the direction the sound came from.
"Sir Aryan!" I was surprised to see him here too.
"Yes, it's me. Who do you think you are?" calm answer.
"Remain the Father here?" i wonder.
"I want to do what Dion didn't want to do" he explained casually.
I'm Dion's lyrics, stay relaxed. Not bothered in the slightest by the words of Mr. Aryan. I really did take my hat off to Dion's patience this time. Really, not the usual Dion. Dion was burning as I was approached by another man.
"You guys, here! Breakfast first," Om Septian called from the terrace of the house of Eyang.
I was about to step up, but my hand was held back by Dion. "Where are you going?"
I smiled smirk. "I want to be with Mr. Aryan."
"Enak, aja," grumbled Dion as he stood.
"Why?" I'm angry pretender.
"I want to, now!" obviously Dion.
Frown. "What?"
Dion held my hand.
Bluzz!
Deg-deg-**!
Wishful worry. Imagine something soft and ...
"I want breakfast, come on! Don't even daydream" Dion pulled my hand to walk after him.
I pinched his stomach. "You broke my beautiful delusion, Di."
"Not to be imagined, later we practice," said Dion relaxed.
"Because, must be told to wait until 'halal, '" I grumbled.
"'And yesterday you were terrible" cried Dion.
The deg!
I stopped my steps, let go of Dion's hand and the hue of my face changed. Is he insinuating me or is he slipping?
Dion stopped his steps and looked at me. "I'll be happy, don't be sad. I can be as soft as cotton but I can also be ferocious and violent. You don't need to remember the c!"
Dion smiled again and embraced me to step back towards the Eyang residence.
*****
Dining table with a capacity of twelve people, already many are inhabited. Eyang occupied his main seat. While there is a Father opposite Mother, Papi opposite Mami. While I have to look at Om Septian because Dion prefers to be on my left. Mas Rendra is next to Om Septian. While Mr. Aryan is at the very end.
"This, Papi. You haven't met, have you?" Mama seemed to understand what I was thinking about the man in front of Mami.
A smile I sent especially to him as a greeting introduction. And I get a reply that is no less friendly.
"Son Aryan, is he married?" Papi asked while waiting for Mami to get food for him.
A smile spread perfectly from Pak Aryan's lips. "My soul mate is still guarded by people, Om."
Everyone smiled at Mr. Aryan's reply. Do they think it's a joke? That's the Insinuations, ah .. no! It was a curse.
"Capture, dong!" crazy advice Om Septian while chuckling.
"Don't teach cheating, you!" Papi.
Mr. Aryan just smiled. "I will wait until when my soul mate comes alone. It's all rooted, I'm sure it won't be changed."
Prok-prok-prok!
Mas Rendra standing applause. "This is a man!"
"Son Rud, what about you? Rendra's getting married tomorrow, when are you?" Mother asked.
Mr Rud?
Is he here, too?
I'm looking for the person named.
The deg!
There are! Found her. He's hiding to the left of Dion. How could I not be aware of his presence? Especially this? Is it a coincidence again? But the repeated coincidence is not a setting of God.
"Stupid Rud, will soon be the soul mate of people, Bun," Mas Rendra answered her mother's question.
"After, we eat, first! The conversation will continue again," Eyang interrupted.
Finally everyone was silent, focusing on the food on their plates. I'm trying to enjoy breakfast this time. Unaffected by the presence of the man who always makes my heart fall apart. At least it happened until early this morning. Not for now!
Nah!
*No!
Not*!