As Strong as the Mentari, as Soft as the Moon

Episodes 127. Peace with ex (2)

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

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My heart is back on the treatment. "I...I.." I said gamang. Once again I looked at his face. "Why...? Still not sure...?" said sister Mirza without letting go of her grip on my hand. "Let's know, brother. Big brother might not know how disappointed I was then. And how I got up with great difficulty" I said with a trembling voice as my cries re-unstoppable.

"I knew. I-i understand. I'm sorry I made you cry and grieve. But you also you should know how I felt at that time." he said while leaning on the body. His eyes looked at the sky.

"Since you asked to separate, I've experienced a lot of sadness. I'm ruined, Fara. My soul cannot accept a farewell that I do not want. And even when I was apart, I didn't really get you out of my heart, not even my life. Because you are my life and my soul" said Mirza. His eyes kept staring at the sky. Meanwhile my sobs are becoming.

I saw Brother Mirza take a deep breath. His eyes turned to look at me. Long time he looked at my face. I don't know what he was looking for in my face that was wet with tears until he lingered on her. Then her hand gently rubbed my still flowing tears. Yeah, Robby, and then I realized that even the touch and softness were still the same. A strange swish came back to ambush the tip of my heart. Somehow I described my heart's current situation.

"Fara if you don't want to accept me anymore, I'm sincere that you're happy. Whatever your choice, I will support you. But one of my prayers is not to get me out of your life, because it will make my life worse" he said in a slightly trembling voice. I know it. A sign that half his soul is in revolt over what he just said. I smiled at the end of my tears. While my hands were tightening the sweater as the cold ambushed me.

"Well, okay. I say goodbye even though there is no definitive answer that I get because it is night" said Mirza while standing and tidying up the clothes he was wearing. I looked up at him head. "I'm sorry, brother. I haven't given you any answer" I said, holding on to his arm as I stood.

"It's okay. The most important thing is that you don't reject me." she said with a small laugh. I laughed as well, pinching his arm. He complained again about my treatment. "Is it not better to stay overnight? The room was prepared." I said just before his foot stepped.

"Ah, it doesn't seem. Early in the morning I had to be on the road out of town. I wasn't ready either" Mirza said. "Em, didn't you just come home from out of town?" my words teach her steps. "Yes, there's something I have to finish there" Mirza said. "Have a rest at night" said Mirza, who led me to the doorstep.

"I'm saying yes." said Brother Mirza as he rubbed the tip of my head gently. "Thank you for everything you did. I don't know how to reply" I said softly. "Enough with your smile and your laughter, you reply. Because it has become my happiness" said sister Mirza.

"If the farewell was still haunting me, but my heart has forgiven you. I made peace with what happened. Little by little my wounds began to heal" I said with a smile.

"alright. I'm glad to hear that. I say goodbye." said Mirza with a smile and walked away. For a moment, I saw him talking to Azam. I don't know what the two are talking about. It looks so serious. Probably related to my care as long as Mirza's sister left. I don't know...

Twelve o'clock, five minutes. I gasped from sleep as my ears caught the sound of footsteps. Right by my bedroom window. Back I sharpened my ears to ascertain the truth of what I heard before.

And sure enough, back I heard the sound of steps. This time accompanied by a knock on the window of my room. "Who..?" ask me a little wry. "I'm Non. Azam.." he said. "Azam...?" I said as I walked closer to the window.

I opened the window slowly. "Azam...?" say again. "Yes, Non. I convey the care of Mr. Mirza. This is for non-Fara." Azam said. His hand held out a cake with a speech. "Happy birthday, Fara.." as it is written. "There is nothing." I said softly.

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Instead of being curious about Kak Mirza's words, I went straight to the door. I opened the door with a squeak that was so loud because the atmosphere of the night was so quiet.

Slender. It was a first impression that immediately came to my mind. Ah, maybe Mirza's mocking me. There was nothing outside my room.

"Met's birthday, Fara." said a man I believe to be Mirza's sister. "Astaghfirullah...!" I screamed in surprise. Suddenly I turned my gaze to the owner of the voice. Standing up, Mirza leaned against the wall. His feet were propped up against the wall behind him. While one hand held a bunch of white flowers, my pleasure flower.

"Yes, God. Brother Mirza...Hasn't my brother gone home?" I said as I approached her and received a bunch of flowers she gave me. "All that. But remembering the offer to stay, I became tempted" said brother Mirza chuckling. "Look.." I said, pinching his arm.

"Speak what that is, don't pinch it. Sick knows.." he said while rubbing my scars. I finally chuckled at that look. "Where's the gift...?" I said a little spoiled sulk.

"You don't see in front of you? This is the gift." he said with a smile and looked at me. "Like kidding. Hem...Love to joke." I said as I floated a small pinch to his arm and stomach. Not once but repeatedly. "Enough, baby. Pretty.sick" he said trying to avoid me. Seeing Mirza's sister so I became chuckled and at the same time stopped my treatment.

I sat on the maroon sofa. "Come Mbok, Azam." I said with a smile and fixed my veil. Both look great. Maybe after seeing the madness of his master. Hehee...

"This is the prize." said Mirza. His hand held out a white box. I looked at his face with a smile. "Open up." said Mirza again, sitting next to me. I scrunched both eyebrows. As if thinking for a moment.

"Em, you're the one who opened it.." I said as I thrust it back. Mirza grabbed it and opened it for me. "Wear it.." ask me. "Decoration...Big madam" said Mirza who made Azam and mbok Jum smile at our palah.

"Em..finally I was proposed too, Mbok" I said just like that. And my words have succeeded in making Mirza's sister stunned. He's teediam. Only his eyes were staring at me. There was a question at the end of his gaze.

"Really.." said Mirza. "I take it, brother." said I again. "I didn't hear wrong, did I? it's real, right? You're not fucking me, are you?Or not dreaming, right?said Mirza as if in disbelief.

"Yes, brother. I received a proposal, brother" I said half a whisper.

"Alhamdulillah." said brother Mirza.