Akad Shackle

Traumatizing

Rahma stared at the man in front of her. Fulfilling every sentence he spoke was filled with confidence and without the slightest hesitation. Rahma's mind glared, remembering her current existence. Real or just a hallucination.

Getting an expression of love from a man she once admired does not make Rahma flattered. Feelings of inferiority actually hit, even feel unworthy even just to nod your head.

"Maybe you don't know if you are the one who when you meet my heart feels happy, and your departure leaves you with a deep loss. But enough me and God know that" Rahma monologued, which she could only speak in her heart.

"Rahmas... Natura ... Naura Rahmania!" call Tama with a slightly elevated intonation because Rahma never responds to her call.

"Huh...i.iya Sir, why?" rahma's nervousness is so obvious, shocked and embarrassed to be caught staring Tama to daydream.

"Why are you? even daydreaming.." exclaimed Tama back to ask making Rahma bumbling herself, her face immediately blushed with embarrassment.

"How's it?" Tama asked again with hopeful eyes.

"How is it, sir?" ask Rahma plain,

"Kdk..." Tama clucked angrily herself.

"I proposed to you" Tama explained briefly,

"I am confused what to say, but for sure at this time I want to ask. I'm sorry, you didn't say anything wrong, did you?" asked Rahma back with her innocent face, but it sounded serious to make Tama again clucked, this time turned upset must in what way again convince the woman in front of him.

"Naura Rahmania, I'm serious. I'm asking you to be my life partner, to live a life of heaven. I gave your brother permission first and he allowed me to approach you.

Now I don't want to hold back anymore. Naura Rahmania, will you marry me?" repeated Tama, she stood up from her seat and crouched down in front of Rahma.

"Sir Tama...." Rahma, who was shocked by the behavior of her former superior, quickly stood up. She was uncomfortable with what Tama was doing, crouching before her at such a close distance. It's nothing, it just makes the work of Rahma's heart harder.

"Pak Tama anything, wake up sir, not nice to see people" Rahma spread her views, the store will be closed soon but there are still some buyers who still choose the cake they will buy.

"I will not wake up before you give an answer" said Tama, the leader mode is really visible even in a crouching position.

"Sir, don't do this. I became uncomfortable" Rahma said again asking Tama to stand up,

"Please promise to answer" said Tama, who was about to touch his hand.

"Sir...." Rahma again gasped, confused as to what kind of response Tama meant,

"I'm sorry" Tama realized she was almost over the line, though,

"I'm serious" Tama said back with hopeful eyes,

Rahma nodded her head in doubt, and finally Tama stood up from her current position.

"Sit down, I want to hear your answer" Pinta Tama who more sound an order for Rahma, he also according to sit opposite Tama who never took his eyes off her.

"Speak" Tama said again,

"I....."

Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar.

Kumandang adhan Maghrib managed to pause Rahma who was about to start talking, he was seen to take a breath in showing relief from hearing the sound of the Adhan. But in contrast to Tama who looks disappointed because he again had to wait for the answer to his love statement.

"Mother ..ayo we pray. I want to be a priest again" Athaya came from the stairs with a face that looks wet because of ablution, he had changed into clothes that he specifically used for prayer.

"Uluuuh..gantengnya mother's son, who changed his clothes?" asked Rahma curious, she looked at the son whose collar looks untidy and then tidied up.

"I'm wearing my own clothes, don't I?" Athaya is model-style, with both hands on her waist and one leg in front,

"Haha.ganteng, handsome. Mother's child is always handsome" replied Rahma smiling widely, brandishing her right hand with her index finger and thumb making a circle.

"Alhamdulillah" said Athaya raised his hand accompanied by Tahmid speech, very adorable. Tama speechless sees the familiarity of the mother and child. His heart warmed, eager to be part of the two men.

"You yes.always make Mother proud. Thank you, dear" Rahma hugged the body of the son, peeping the top of his head many times with a heart that does not forget to be grateful to have been blessed with a son who became Qurrota A'yun for himself. Since the birth of Athaya Rahma's life has been more purposeful and more meaningful. His presence seemed to be the medicine of every wound he had gotten all along.

"Omm is also proud of Thaya" Tama again crouched down to the fingers of the mother and child who were hugging it, Rahma turned her head and again gasped because of the distance they felt so close.

"As for the handsome omm" Athaya unraveled her embrace with her mother, she turned to raise her hand to reply Tama who invited her to high five.

"Omm want to pray with Thaya and Mommy?" out of nowhere, the question suddenly shot out of Athaya's tiny mouth.

As if getting the green light from Athaya quickly Tama nodded with a happy twinkle on her face.

"If so, let's go Mother, omm ..we pray together" invited Athaya who pulled the hands of the two adults.

Rahma again flinched, at a glance she turned to look at Tama yaang smiling meaningfully while rolling one eye.

The drying of the shop phone on Rahma's desk disturbed the peace of three people who had finished praying together.

"Mother, the phone sounds on" Athaya who is in front of Rahma turned her head, giving the mother a code to pick up the phone.

"But baby" Rahma stood up without opening her face, she immediately walked towards the table not far from where they prayed.

"When?" tanya Tama who briefly heard the conversation Rahma with the caller who was expected by her brother-in-law who asked her whereabouts and asked Rahma to go home immediately.

"Yes sir" replied Rahma without turning her head, she folded her face and the prayer mat she had just used for the Maghrib prayer.

"I'll drop off but please give me an answer" Tama pleaded.

Athaya went down first, he asked permission to take the cake he had asked one of the store employees. The employees are still cleaning the store, they choose to pray alternately in Mushola which is in the back of the store.

"We should go down, sir, not good as others if here" Rahma first stepped up to the stairs, sir,

"OK" Tama followed with a heart of anxious hope. Whatever Rahma's answer he won't give up. Several times giving the woman code that she loves and likes her, Rahma always looks evasive.

"Sir...." Rahma looked at the man who a few minutes ago revealed love to her, and,

During the prayer, Rahma was not calm. He is qualified in heart so that he is given instructions to be able to say the right thing so as not to offend or hurt.

While the returning Rahma was in deep worry that her words would offend or hurt Tama, the man seemed focused on preparing himself to hear Rahma's answer.

"Sometimes someone comes into our lives just as a firework. Lighted, beautiful, dim and finished" said Rahma with eyes that showed disappointment and hurt, the experience of life has really traumatized her to start again.