As Strong as the Mentari, as Soft as the Moon

Episodes 126. Making Peace with Your Ex (1)

Three weeks have passed. I'm all mediocre. There's nothing special. Unlike usual who always up and down all the flavors in my life. My smile began to grow, a sign that I was okay. Even the drizzle that always occupied my heart was now beginning to fade. Everything has changed with sincerity. Sincerely for the passing of Keanu, my handsome husband. Yes.the taste is now blooming and inhabits all the niches of the heart. Not forgetting, but learning to realize. Realizing that all that lives will surely die, those who come one day will surely leave.

Hah.I let out a long sigh and exhaled a little quickly. There's a relief painted here. I smiled as a sign that I was fine and I was happy.

"Yes, Mbok. What's up?" I said when I found him looking at me with a smile. "It's okay, Non. Mbok is just happy to see a smile on his face, Non. It seems like a happy smile" said mbok Jum. "A, mbok. I should have been happy for a long time" I said with a small laugh. "It was only natural that Non-Fara would be sad. Given that Mr. Keanu is a good and loving husband" said mbok Jum. I smiled again as I nodded in response to her words.

In the meantime I was still faithfully sitting on a porch chair of the house. My eyes looked at the brilliant-looking sky. With a half moon hanging and also a sprinkling of stars that always mengerling flirtatious. Ah, perfect God created. This is my custom with brother Keanu. From the time we were kids until we got married this habit never went away. We think looking at the sky is calming and it reminds us how small we are. Therefore it is not worth to boast about what one has.

Drrt.

Drrt.

Drrt.

My phone shimmered. Not just once but repeatedly. Even so, my attention has not been distracted from the brilliance of the sky. "Non.." said mbok Jum. His hand thrust out the phone that was still glowing. I smiled as well as grabbed it. "Sister Mirza." I said in my heart. "So seriously looking up at the sky? To the point that my call was ignored" he said slightly chuckling. I also laughed a little while circulating my eyes looking for the figure of Mirza. It's impossible if he's not around me, but he knows what I'm doing. One, two, three steps I started looking for him. But nil and finally back sitting on the chair while continuing to circulate my eyes.

"Hey..where's brother?" kataku later. "Thank you... I'm very close to you" he said on the other end of the phone. "Non, den Aiman." whispered Mbok Jum while looking at the male figure who was now standing not far from me.

"Lord...?" my spoken. Maybe what mbok meant was sister Mirza. Because the two are no different. Mirza looked smiling at me. His face looked handsome under the garden lights. But wait, there seems to be something that makes it a little different. Butwhat? I looked at the details from the tip of his foot to his head.

"How are you, Fara...?" he said while breaking a smile. "Sister Mirza...Wait a minute" I said, gesturing with my hands. "What's up...? Hey...!" said brother Mirza. Then I stepped around him for a moment. I was looking for something that made him look different. "Aha.." said sumringah after realizing this.

I stood looking at his face. I fold my hand in front of my chest. I nodded small and smiled. "So Mr Mirza, after three weeks the master disappeared..Master changed his appearance, sir? Good.." I said in a rancid voice while nodding my head.

Brother Mirza laughed. Even his laughter was able to fill the air tonight that was starting to feel cold. "Isn't this your request, Fara?" said brother Mirza. "Yes, I forgot it.." I said at will. While Mirza's sister smiled at me.

"What's this brother doing here?" my many. "Kangen with his wife." he said without looking at me. "If you like to joke." I said while pinching his arm. He also complained. "It hurts, baby.." he said, wiping my scars.

"I'm not kidding, Fara. I came to collect your promise. You'll give me an answer when I come back with a different appearance. You remember...?" said Mirza while leaning her body on the chair. "What do you want...?" my many. "simple. I want you to forgive me, give me the opportunity and the confidence to make you happy. I want us to get married again" said Mirza, who made me look at her.

Deg.

Pranks...!

"Sorry, Den. Sorry, Non. Mbok unintentionally" said mbok Jum gagu as he dropped a cup containing ginger wedang he just brought. "Has Aden and Non been married before? Sorry if mbok sassy.." said mbok Jum staring at us alternately.

"Yes, mbok. The story is very long." said Mirza with a smile. "Do you disagree if I apply for Fara?" said brother Mirza again who made mbok rikuh because asked so.

"Sorry, Den. Not that I disagree. Mbok was just surprised to learn that den Aiman and non Fara had previously been married" said mbok Jum with his regional accent.

"Bueza, mbok. My name is Mirza." she said with a smile. "Sir.." said Azam who suddenly was near us. "Hey, Zam. How is the situation safe?" said Mirza while patting Azam on the shoulder. "Sir, Mister. All controlled. Oya, Mister..do you want to stay the night? If yes, then me and Mbok Jum will prepare a room for Master" said Azam while nodding his reverence.

"How, Fara...?" said Mirza who looked at me. While I was still silent myself. My mind still travels far. I was wondering what Mirza had just said. Application...? Again...? I'm gamang.

"Fara...?" said brother Mirza who managed to disperse my daydream. I gasp. "Yes, Brother. What's up?" I said while reconciling my surprise. "Should I stay over to get your answer?" said again. I let out a breath. Again my eyes looked at the sky which was still decorated with the moon and stars.

"Just prepare, Mbok. Looks like there's going to be a long conversation tonight" Mirza said. "Well, Den.." said mbok Jum while nodding his head and passed away leaving us.

Nine o'clock in thirty minutes. I still look up at the sky. Close the jacket I was wearing during the cold started to ambush my body.

"Sister.." I called him. "Em.." answered Mirza. His eyes looked straight at me. "I...I doubt. Is everything you say really sincere? Or is it just your brother's compassion for me?" I said end my silence. "I'm still the old Mirza. Mirza always loved you. Either you are near or far" he said. "Listen.we're not two kids anymore. We're all grown up. And this love is not mercy. It´s real. Not artificial" he said confidently.

"Fara marry me." said Mirza again. This time his hand was clutching tightly. I don't know when he grabbed it.

Deg.

My heart is back on the treatment. "I...I.." I said gamang.

The To Be Continued....