As Strong as the Mentari, as Soft as the Moon

Episode 32's. Jealous....

I hugged my knees and sat in a corner of the room. A room I know very well. A medium-sized VIP room in one of the rooms of the house belonging to Maghdalena's mistress. A middle-aged woman who is still pretty. And he runs an esek-a-seek business in a big city. "Yes, Robb.I'm back in this place" I said with trembling lips. My half-naked body was exposed to the cold air from the air conditioning.

The wall clock ticked very slowly as if it knew something was going to happen in the room. Shortly after, we heard footsteps approaching. Hearing that I got more and more wry. Stand the figure of a straight man in the doorway. He looked at my minimal fashion. He is the master of Darius. And he started trying to touch me. With his arms, he began his action on my body. It squeezed my body so I could hardly breathe. My body tried to escape. I screamed so hysterically. "Let GO....! No...! Don't....!" I shouted hysterically with tears in my eyes.

"Darling...Baby..!" said father repeatedly from his bed. But I stayed with all my circumstances. "Fara, baby...Get up" said Mirza, shaking my body repeatedly. Getting this treatment, I finally woke up. My breath is hunting. The body is also bathed in sweat. "Sister Mirza..".my words softly while looking at him in shock. Then I woke up and saw Mirza so close. No less than thirty centimeters of his face was right in front of me. So close that his breath could be heard by me. He was watching me. And he was so attached to looking at me as if he was looking for a way to find out what I had just experienced. Seeing that, my tears broke. I told her through my tears..Through my cries, no words were spoken. Only through my crying.

In my tears I try to say that this is me. I grieve with all my past. This grief that for over a year has always been present in my sleep and transformed into such a bad dream. A dream that made my soul wry.

And as if I knew what I was going through and I felt, Mirza was silent. He just stared at me in his tight arms. He rubbed my arm, trying to calm me down. "Honey.." said the father who sat on the bed that has been four days. And Brother Mirza loosened his arms, letting me approach my father. "Strong, baby. I know how your creak. But it's all happened. And yet, we should still be grateful. You can escape his grip even though it is still haunted now but at least, not in real" said the father who grabbed me. "I'm sorry dad. Indeed, without my father's knowledge, I met Darius four days ago. Forgive me." I said in my heart.

"Well, looks like you're ready. How, Dad? Are you feeling better?" bang David said with a smile and walked up to Dad. "Father it's better. Thank you for the treatment" said the father with a smile and shook hands bang David. "It has to be good, Dad. Especially Sunday dad married.." said bang David smiling widely showing two holes in his cheek. Yep..Robb, these handsome brothers are equally melted anyone who looks at him. "Hey...Fara. Since Mirza, you've been crying a lot. What's up?" ask bang David in seductive style. "Hey.don't bring Mirza's name. Em, and again if with a bang David sure will never cry" said sister Mirza annoyed. "You just ask Fara. Is that right, Fara?" bang David said as he brought his face closer to me. So close. Suddenly Mirza immediately pulled my arm and kept me away from the David bang. "Jealous yes.." God bang David. And Mirza's sister just smiled faintly. "Come, Dad.we're home. Ready already?" said brother Mirza again when he saw Aunt Vira coming. Looking at the two of them, father smiled as he shook his head.

Five o'clock past five minutes. The sun had already started to return to its quarrel and had only left a tinge of redness at the horizon. Stand us in the elevator. Me, dad, Aunt Vira, sister Mirza, bang David and bang Pandu. At first glance I see with my tail Mirza's sister receding backwards. He leaned his body on the side of the elevator. Then I was sure if his hand was trying to grab and hold my hand. I smiled and acted as if nothing had happened when he managed to do it. Sister Mirza smiled as she played her eyebrows up and down as our views clashed. While his hand was clutching my finger tightly. I was holding back the laughter of seeing that. A Mirza, a young businessman with the destiny of being a handsome man, can also act silly and childish like that. Ahai.I laughed in my heart. My soul revolted as he smiled looking at bang David who shook his head because he knew his handsome little brother. I laughed restrainedly. I covered part of my face with one hand over the brothers. Arriving at the ground floor Mirza's grasp was loosening. And I saw the two brothers walking to each other up to the parking lot.

"Where is David going?" my many. "You're coming home, baby. Rest" said bang David who paused open the door of his car. He turned around and smiled at me who was standing not far away. Getting that answer I pung mengo brief with a smile. "Why? Still missing...?" ask David with a smile. The same smile he had when he comforted me once. The smile that filled my days.

"Bang, don't make me khilaf ya.." said Mirza flat while leaning his body on the side of his car. "Khilaf....?" bang David said. "Yes, khilaf. Khilaf that this bang David is my brother. Want to feel my fist?" said sister Mirza while pointing her fist towards the David bang. Laughing, David saw his sister. And so it is with all of us. "Father.if you want to anger Mirza, then tease or disturb Fara. Surely the horn on his head will immediately appear" said bang David in between his laughter. "Based on doctor sotoy." said Mirza. "Guide, what do you think?" ask David with a smile. "Indeed like that, Mr. Mirza, sir." said bang Pandu while holding back his laughter. "Side, who do you work for? I want to cut your pay." said Mirza, bragging her eyes. "I'm sorry, sir.." said bang Pandu with a smile and an impassive nod.

"Well, if it's not immediately stopped, you can stay in the parking lot of the hospital nieh.." said the father chuckled. Awakening to this, we also chuckled. It's different with Mirza and bang David. Both of them immediately silenced to hear the words of the father while smiling thinly then. "Guide, you're one car with Satria huh. This car let me drive" Mirza said. His eyes showed resoluteness. "Alright, sir" said bang Pandu while handing over the car keys to sister Mirza.

Shortly thereafter, Mirza's silver sports car drove down the streets under the dim street lights. It was five o'clock past forty-five minutes. During the trip Mirza was more silent. Only occasionally he was heard, it was also to answer the questions of the father or Aunt Vira.

Drrt... Drrt...Drrt...

Mirza's cell phone shimmered. A call that manages to break the daydream. "Yes, Pandu." said Mirza. "O...?" said Mirza again. This time his eyes saw the main rearview mirror of the car. "Yes, I saw it. And it looks like we'll have to turn around first to remove the trail. A little away from home" said Mirza who occasionally continues to stare at the rearview mirror. "Dad.we go around in circles first. The black car in the back has been following us since we left the hospital" Mirza said. "Well." said the father who had noticed the black car behind.

"Dad all right?" I asked when I saw her face with pain. "Dad's fine, baby." said the father trying to calm down. We have already entered F Road. And sure enough Pandu and Satria bang cut the speed of the black car. There was almost a slip on both cars. But lucky it seems that both the Pandu bang and the black car driver are good enough to control the car, so that nothing dangerous happens.

Six o'clock past ten minutes. Adhan has also been glorified. Father suggested to stop for a moment at a mosque that we would pass. Mirza immediately agreed. Then the speed of the car slowed down when entering the parking area of a mosque. "Stay alert, dear." said Mirza as we parted ways in the doorway of the mosque. I also nodded while smiling.

Soon I too was solemn in my pilgrimage, the Maghrib prayer. This is my way and every human being in expressing love, adoration, and admiration to the Lord 'Azza Wajalla. By worship and through prayer, all grievances can be expressed. In addition, worship will bring me closer to goodness. Life without worship is like sailing without direction, like anchoring without a footing. Then my hand ended the prayer. Wishing full of hope in my prayers. Because I believe prayer is the cure for a hollow soul, a doubtful mind, and a wounded heart. Prayer is a supplication, a servant's hope to his Lord. Prayer can also be likened to a weapon, medicine and the door of all good.

"Honey.." said Aunt Vira rubbed my arm. I immediately wiped the clear beer that had accompanied my prayer strands and also tidied my face.

Before long, we walked out of the mosque to the parking lot. Mirza's father and brother were there first. The two were busy talking and.hey, it turns out that Pandu and Satria were also there. Not wanting to disturb the fourth chat, I and Aunt Vira also chose to go directly into the car. "Darling..You know the Queen?" said Mr. Mirza while statering his silver sports car. Hearing Kak Mirza's question, my mind immediately wandered trying to remember the figure of the new name called. "Queen.." I said later. "If what is meant is the queen of my classmates, of course Fara knows Kak. Fara knows very well" I said after remembering. "The queen was the driver of the black car"., said Kak Mirza, which of course surprised me, not a bitch. "Queen..? Then why did he do it? Does it have anything to do with me? Or with Mirza? Or with dad and Aunt Vira" I said again. "Did you forget baby, the Queen is Anita's sister. And Anita is.." said brother Mirza I cut. "Yes. Fara knows. This means that it is related to Mirza and Fara" I said while looking far ahead, somewhere. "Anita also took you to Maghdalena's lady's house" said the father. "Yes.." I said softly. There is anger hanging at the end of my heart. Anger that will be difficult to quench.

"Darling.." said Mirza. "Hemm.." I muttered in response to Mirza's question. "What do you think...?" ask Mirza. "none. Fara just tried to trace the events that have been experienced. And the main problem is the feeling" I said. "Ehem...meaning?" ask sister Mirza. "if Brother Mirza receives Anita's love, of course all the events that Fara experienced will not happen" said I chaotic. "What kind of statement is that, Fara...?" said the father a little loudly. "admittedly or not that's the truth." said my brother Mirza who slammed the steering wheel to the left of the road. The car was squeaking too. "Sorry father, Aunt Vira." said sister Mirza. Breath hunting. His eyes stared straight ahead. "What's up, sir...?" ask bang Pandu when you get to the right side of the car. " I'm sorry dad, Aunt Vira. Mirza wants to talk to Fara. If you are pleased father and aunt moved first to the car with Pandu.." said Mirza slowly with reverence. He smiled and moved the car. "Finish it.." said the father, patting Mirza on the shoulder. After that Mirza just kept quiet. Only his fingers knocked on the steering wheel repeatedly. Then his eyes shifted to me. He looked at me fixedly as he continued to knock on the steering wheel. Sometimes he breathes heavily. Stared that way I became angry. The tongue is also a tongue.

"Where should I start? About my feelings for you? Or about Anita? Which one do you think is more important so I should first have an explanation? Give me the key to start. Or is it.. Which explanation do you need more of right now?" said sister Mirza while tidying her hair with her hands. Meanwhile his eyes were fixed on me, as if he was looking for my wish. Being asked that, again made me mess up. I'm kelu. Don't know what to say. At the end of my heart, there was a piece of regret that I kept deeply. "Jawab, Fara." said Mirza a little loudly. "I.. I don't know Brother" I said gagu.

"Mara...Fara. I'm pretty sure you're different from the other girls. You are a strong and mature figure. It was your way of thinking that amazed me at that moment. But right now, you've changed. Turned into a teenage girl like your age. You're a child." said sister Mirza to me. I'm speechless. I turned my gaze elsewhere. More precisely my left side that broke through the car window. There was a clear circle floating in the corner of my eye that I had been holding since. "I've told you many times about the woman, looking one eye I don't love her or accept her love. Don't you understand that yet?" said Mirza, whose face I could not see. "Jeez, Fara.look at me" said Mirza again. "I'm sorry Fara, Brother. Fara is tired of facing the problems that exist. The only problem is that. What's wrong, Fara? Fara just loves and wants to be loved, loved. Then where is Fara's fault with all these feelings...?" I said with a trembling voice as it held back the crying.

"Come here, baby." said brother Mirza who immediately grabbed my head in his arms. Broke my tears until I shaken my shoulder for a while. "I understand all your grief. Therefore let my love be the cure for every wound that is in your soul and body, dear." said sister Mirza as she rubbed my head with one hand. "Don't doubt my love and affection because it will only make us equally hurt." said Mirza. The words that managed to calm my heart. And of course, it increased my trust in him. A man who loves me and loves me for who I am, no matter what my situation and circumstances are. "Thank you, brother. My brother understands me. Brother has made me fall in love so many times." I said. "Gombal.." said sister Mirza scrambling her head with an anxious and fluffy smile.

"Never make a statement or decision when you are angry, because boiling water can not be used to reflect" said Mirza again while statering his silver sports car. The car is traveling at moderate speed. Even so the sound of his engine roar was still heard so fiercely filling the air along the road he passed. Meanwhile in the sky seemed to hang the moon so perfectly with a soft luminous luminance. Do not forget around the star cemetery with kerlingnya so tempting.

Nine o'clock, five minutes. More than half of Mirza's journey back stopped the car on the side of the Road. This time in the city park. Elephant Park, his name. A park that became an icon of the city of M, my hometown. Without getting out of the car, Mirza ordered ice cream, one of my favorite desserts.

"Fara knows, that one is Fara" said Kak Mirza, pointing to the sky. "Which one...?" tanyaku brief. "It's surrounded by stars" said Mirza. "Oh, yes." I said in disbelief with a smile teasing him. "Yes that's it. And those stars are me, bang David, Darius and maybe some other guy" Mirza said with a distinctive smile. "Do you think according to Brother? But why should there be a Bang David?" I said while looking up at the sky. "Fara just ask Fara's own heart. Where's the place for Bang David?" said Mirza who now looks at me. "Fara feels like there's no place anymore. Because Fara's heart is full, full of Kak Mirza only" I said her combing. "It's good at combing, yes." said sister Mirza. Again he ruffled the tip of my head wrapped in a veil. Don't forget his special smile on his handsome face....