Akad Shackle

Re-Meeting (2)

"Pak Tama.." murmured Rahma after turning her body, faced directly with the person who called her name different from the others.

"How are you?" Tama spoke with a flat face, yet her eyes implied a deep longing. She looked at Rahma's stomach which was clearly protruding due to her nine-month gestational age and was nearing the estimated day of labor.

"Thank God be good sir" Rahma replied trying to cover up her nervousness, her memory drifting to a few hours ago. Just now his heart felt a tremor when for the first time he reopened his social media account and found a photo of someone on the home page that had once made his heart tremble because of an expression of love that he had never reply.

And right now the same person with the photo he had been staring at for some time was standing real in front of him. Still the same, dashing and authoritative with a million charms of a Pratama Ardhan. His heart could not help but thump when he realized their meeting this time was real.

"You're pregnant?" tanya Tama continued her conversation with a topic that she did not really want to discuss, Tama even turned her face away as Rahma nodded while rubbing her stomach with her left hand, while his right hand held the glass of drink he had just taken.

"Mr here too?" Rahma tried to eliminate the awkwardness created between the two, Adrian who had been talking with Rahma was saying goodbye because there was a friend who called him.

"Yes, how many months has it been?" as if running out of topics, again about Rahma's pregnancy Tama asked,

"It ...."

"Yes..." Rahma, who was about to answer Rahma's question, stopped when she saw someone coming to them and called Tama Mas.

The beautiful woman in a maroon hijab, in line with the cocoa clothes worn by Tama came and immediately took Tama's hand in a friendly manner, making Rahma slightly jerked to see what was happening in front of her.

"Her partner Mr. Tama is married" his mind made a conclusion.

"This who is Mas?" tanya Tasya who is getting tighter is holding Tama's arm because she knows Tama is trying to let go,

"He ...." Tama seemed hesitant to answer, making Tasya frown because Tama never continued his answer, making Tasya frown,

"I'm a former teacher at a school owned by the Pak Tama foundation in Garut Bu, introduce my name Rahma" Rahma thrust her hand in front of Tasya because Tama did not continue her speech she took the initiative to introduce herself first. Tama stared intently at Rahma when she heard what Rahma said in her introduction to Tasya.

"Oh so, I'm Tasya. His future wife Mas Tama" said Tasya proudly,

"Oh yes Mom, it's nice to meet mom" Rahma replied kindly, she also had a glance towards Tama who was still quietly observing their interaction, and she was still watching their interaction,

"Mas.." Tasya's call this time made Tama slightly stunned from her daydream, the man seemed at a loss for words after the arrival of Tasya who introduced himself as his future wife, who was a young woman,

"What I call ya, looks like our age is quite different. What if I call Rahma's mom? Mbak Rahma don't call me mother dong I'm younger than Mbak " Tasya said cheerfully, his focus returning to Rahma after reprimanding Tama who was suddenly silent. Tasya carrying is like that, always cheerful, with people who have just met it looks like they know each other for a long time.

"I think Mr. Tama's wife so I call Mom, sorry" Rahma replied apologetically and nodded her head slightly,

"Nine months, God willing, will soon be born" Rahma replied,

"Waah senengnya soon baby is present, hopefully smooth birth huh Mbak. Do'ain I can also immediately follow have a baby" said Tasya and responded with a nod of the head by Rahma, Rahma was willing to say goodbye but because Tasya who continued to invite him to chat made it a little difficult to avoid.

"Mas, how much will we have a baby if we get married?" tasya's question turned to Tama who had just been silent listening, Tama was seen excited to get such a question from Tasya.

"Yes..." Tasya slightly shook Tama's arm that she was holding together, though,

"Well...." Tama was completely unfocused, ever since Tasya came she had only been an observer of the two women's interactions.

Actually Rahma was more often the object of his observation, many things he wanted to ask but Tasya's presence made him silent, he did not know what to say. Expressing longing? impossible, Tama knows if it will make Rahma uncomfortable. It is also unlikely that he did so in the presence of Tasya, the woman who had clearly introduced herself as his future wife.

Iandang Adhan Maghrib to be their chatter, Rahma also said goodbye and left them.

"Mbak Rahma was fun, Mas, only this time I met your girlfriend. Eh he is a former teacher in your foundation, surely he is a fun teacher, very nice to talk to" Tasya continued to chatter praising Rahma while staring at Rahma's departure that was getting away,

"You're right, he's very pleasant, soothing, comforting and always makes me miss him" Tama replied, but only inwardly. Sometimes not all words can be spoken, so that the sanctity is maintained.

"Mas.." again Tasya shook Tama's arm, this time louder because it was very clear Tama looked dreamy,

"What are you thinking about again? from earlier invited to chat with no focus at all" protested Tasya with a face that began to be upset,

"Nothing" Tama replied quickly, this time she returned with her flat face not as sad as before.

"Really?" tasya asked to make sure, he looked into Tama's eyes from a short distance away,

"Don't look like Tasya, we're not mahram" Tama retreated, since then she's been uncomfortable with Tasya's treatment but somehow she didn't do anything earlier, it was going to take off Tasya's hand but the girl clasped his arm tightly, Tama's mind was back just focused on Rahma who was pregnant.

"Not yet Mas, soon we will get married, Mas" Tasya said spoiledly,

"But still now we are not mahram" said Tama, he also showed his frustration. Walking left the girl towards the mosque for congregational prayer.

"Mas, wait for me" Tasya half-runs after Tama who is walking fast,

"Buck...!" it's louder, though, the atmosphere in the multipurpose building was quite tenuous because everyone had gone to the newly inaugurated Baitur Rahmah mosque for the congregational Maghrib prayer which is also one of the core agenda of the day event these.