
"Don't stay there long, hiks.., Hiks..," The princess could not help but cry as she was about to let go of Vian. For the first time, he and Vian will be living apart.
"After the business is over, I'll be right back. Take care of yourself, dear." Vian kissed the Princess's forehead long enough.
"You don't be naughty in there. Although many women are beautiful, you should not carelessly glance at them. Hiks.., Hiks..," The princess was still crying, Vian smiled, all this made her even more sure that the Princess loved her very much.
"There is no other woman more attractive than you in my eyes, dear. In my heart there is only you. You don't have to worry, I'll be loyal, only to you, a princess." Vian tightened his hold. If you can be honest, this separation is also very heavy for Vian. But he had no other choice, neither the Princess nor the company, both of which were his responsibility. He could not choose any of them, all he did now was save both of them. Because, the success of the company is part of his success in the household with the Princess.
"really? Watch out if you don't. Don't forget to tell me when you get there." With a heavy heart, the Princess let go of her embrace and took a few steps back from her husband.
The princess looked at Vian with a teary look. Vian waved his hand, before finally turning around and dragging his suitcase. The Princess' tears flowed profusely as she looked at Vian's back which was getting further away. The princess never imagined having to stay away from Vian. But, inevitably he had to accept the reality.
After turning his back to the Princess, Vian also shed tears. It's only temporary, but for him this separation makes it difficult. Her sweet togetherness lately with the Princess makes Vian's steps feel very heavy.
Moments later, Vian steadied his pace, he had to arrive in Malaysia soon. On the other end, Bimo had been waiting for him faithfully. After Vian was near Bimo, the man immediately took over his master's suitcase and took it with him.
"Non, let's go home." Pak Joko resuscitated the Princess who was still looking at Vian who was not even seen anymore.
"Come, sir." he said, turning around and leaving the place where he was standing.
Along the way, the Princess chose silence. He played some of the songs he often listened to with Vian. The songs, sometimes make the woman meet, sometimes also cry. His farewell to Vian was not as easy as he had imagined.
At Anisa's house, the girl was sitting alone with her mother in the living room. They were chatting as her mother embroidered a table palm. Anisa took advantage of this moment to express her heart.
"Umi, Anisa wants to talk something, but earlier sorry, if later Anisa's words are not pleasing in Umi's heart" he said slowly, when he saw the situation was really suitable.
"What do you want to say, Nisa? It seems serious. Just talk, don't hesitate. Umi will listen to your grievances." replied his mother still while continuing her embroidery.
"Look, Umi. Shouldn't my matchmaking with Raihan's sister be canceled?" anisa's question made her mother stop her work and then stare at the gentle direction of Anisa.
"What's really going on? Why do you suddenly want to cancel your matchmaking plan with Raihan? Hasn't Raihan been showing his attention lately?" ask his mother later.
"Have you ever talked about this with Raihan?" ask her mother again.
"Already, Umi. Raihan's brother said he doesn't mind this matchmaking. He said that over time, everything will be fine. But, the more here, Anisa actually felt, that Brother Raihan was far from the reach of Anisa. Even up to Anisa's dream also Umi, Raihan's sister moved away and left Anisa. Verily, Anisa hesitates to continue this match, Umi." Anisa. There were clear dots that fell on his hand. She doubted Raihan's feelings for her.
"Anisa, if Raihan has said that, it means that he is trying to accept your match. You just need to do a lot of the best for your relationship in the future. Fool or not your soul mate, let it be the secret of God, son." Anisa's mother gave encouragement to her son patiently. As a woman, Anisa's mother also understood how her daughter felt. The fear is always there.
"Thank you, Umi. Thanks to the advice from Umi, Anisa feels a little calmer now. Perhaps it should be, Anisa gave up everything to God." Anisa was relieved. Although not the solution, but what his mother said was right, he just had to be more determined to face his match with Raihan in the future.
"Let's see, Raihan hasn't been home in days, is he busy?"
"Yes. Raihan's brother is busy with the final task, Umi. She said she would probably rarely contact Anisa or come to our house." Anisa replied honestly.
"Yes, you don't have to worry. Umi see, Raihan is a good boy. He never made a move. You are lucky to have a husband like him. How about yourself?" anisa's mother's question caught the girl's attention.
"You mean, Umi?" tanyanya, when feeling less clear with the questions asked by her mother.
"Are you in love with Nak Raihan?" her mother clarified her question, Anisa just blushed in embarrassment.
"Umi embarrassed Anisa." she replied slowly while looking down.
"Well, why the shame? Umi wants to know, how you feel about your future husband. But, it seems like Umi already knows the answer from your blushing cheeks. You must have fallen in love with Nak Raihan. How not, Nak Raihan is indeed handsome, kind, pious. Every woman's dream." Anisa was embarrassed to hear her mother's words. What his mother said again was true, Raihan has an incredible charm.
"Honestly, Anisa did start to like Raihan. That thing, which made Anisa even more worried, Raihan's sister did not reciprocate Anisa's feelings. Is Anisa wrong, Umi, if Anisa secretly falls for Raihan's sister?" anisa, her mother smiled.
"That feeling is never wrong, Anisa. Sometimes, the wrong thing is ourselves responding to a feeling. We are never forbidden to have feelings of love for others, which should not be it, we are controlled by feelings so that we cannot control the feelings themselves and also, we are not, loving someone excessively until they lose their mind. Anisa gets it, right, I mean umi?" her mother looked at Anisa gently.
"Yes, Umi. Anisa understood what Umi meant."