As Strong as the Mentari, as Soft as the Moon

Episode 38's. Papa's will...

Five o'clock past fifty-five minutes. I paced my steps shortly after the slick parking car in a shopping mall courtyard. My heart beats erratically when Ki sees a handsome strapping figure complete with glasses perched on his face. "Sister Mirza." I said softly. His eyes looked at me so closely. "Where from?" he asked without blinking at me. "Running around town. With bang Pandu. Then stop by her sister's boutique bang Pandu. Fara bought dech.." I said a little spoiled. "Indeed here there is nothing, use buy far and wide everything" he said ketus. "Ga no.Buktinya Fara buy in boutique his sister bang Pandu" said again. "But it would be much better if you told me. Don't just run away...Make me worried" said Mirza as she walked towards the car. "Look want to go home no.." said Mirza again while stopping his steps and looking at me who was still standing like a statue. "Darling.." he said again. "O..Yeah." I said half surprised as I took a quick step.

Before long, Mirza's silver sports car shot through the streets that began to be dimmed by street lights. While in the sky, the sun had completely returned to its quarrel and left only a little tinge of red in the sky times. This is divine power, the turn of time in accordance with the provisions that have been set as a sign of the greatness of His power. And now is the most appropriate time to complain or praise His majesty and power. When I saw the voice of Adzan Maghrib heard.

I saw Mirza's sister looking at me without a word. And so it is with me. I just returned his gaze with a smile. Sister Mirza, you have no idea what I was going through a moment ago. If only he knew it might not be the way it is today. I'm sure he's venting his anger on Mr. Darius. Or at least be damning me for my negligence in receiving a drink from just anyone.

"Honey.we pray first" said brother Mirza who broke my daydream. My eyes are staring at chaos. The car is parked in the courtyard of a mosque. A little surprised, I followed his steps. Then we parted at the main door of the mosque for the berwudlu and others.

For a while I was engaged in my worship. Long prayers full of hope. This is a form of servitude in my worship. Because I know life without worship, like sailing without direction, like anchoring without footing. And that's really sad.

Six o'clock in thirty minutes. The car was back at a fairly high speed. The sound of the engine roar alone was heard increasingly fiercely splitting the silence of the night under the dim light of street lights. Meanwhile, in the pitch-black sky, looks still faithfully hang the moon so perfectly. The moon is able to shine alone, sincerely selflessly illuminate the earth. And the presence of the moon seemed to convey the message that the dark night is not necessarily no light at all. And the night became more beautiful with the stars moving spoiled to accompany the moon.

"Sir Evans." said Mirza when he saw another car parked in front of the villa. We also stepped a little quickly to the living room where all the families had gathered. Apparently as planned, tonight mama made an event for all family members to gather. "Well, here comes the bride." said a voice I knew very well. My eyes also directly lead to the owner of the voice. "Sherlly...!" I said half scream. Hugged us tightly. This was our second meeting after this morning. "Mrs Evans.." I refused her body by the side of my arm and played my eyebrows. "Why not tell me about your marriage?" ask me. "Surprise.." replied Sherlly briefly. "I'm lucky I'm a good person..Try it if I don't get your libas" I said as I grabbed his head under my armpits. Sherlly was great. He also kept laughing. "Please....Yes, I'm sorry" he said in between his laughter, then I loosened my arms. And once again I hugged her body. "The drama?" said Mirza ketus. "If you've had a bath." said Mirza again while slightly rounding her eyes and passing down the stairs. Found that situation I was silent too. Just raise an eyebrow for a moment and unravel the smiles on Sherlly, mama and the others before they pass. In my heart I cursed myself. I'm sober. I've gone too far to react to Sherlly's presence. But I'm kangen. What's wrong with venting this kangen taste? "Ah, you haughty young master" I said annoyedly.

Arriving at the door, I was stunned. I'm just trying to guess what I'm going to face after I get through this door. A little wry, I finally turned the doorknob and turned it around. Half the room seemed, but I could not find the figure of my handsome man. Again he disappeared. Slowly step my feet. Grabbing a towel and a change of clothes and then immediately splash into the bathroom. "Can't be faster....!" shouted Mirza while banging on the door. Jeez this young master wants a lot huh. I don't know if I'm taking a shower. So grumbling. Even so, I remained silent without giving an answer to his words. "Jeez, Sa.." said Mirza's brother to a standstill as I opened the door. I just walked without noticing it. And Mirza looked at me for a moment as I passed by. I'm just indifferent. In my heart, I laughed at my treatment. "Feel ..it's delicious to taste" I grumbled with a smile.

Seven o'clock past thirteen minutes. I don't know why the drowsiness started attacking me. It's unbearable again. Maybe this is the effect of fatigue from what I had experienced this afternoon. Shake my body on the couch. Maybe even though there is a storm, I still will not budge from my sleep at this time. "I love you" said a voice that made me open my eyes slowly. I was surprised not to find Mr. Darius laying his head on my lap. I was confused as to how especially when I saw him clutching my finger tightly. "Never leave me. I really love you. Marry me" he said. I became gago. Can't say anything. Only my eyes are staring at him. Then he straightened his body and fixed his seat. His eyes looked at me expectantly. "I love you....I love you.." so he said many times. Both of his hands clutching my arms. I tried to avoid it. "Don't... Please let me go. Untie me. Release...!" my yelling.

I'm sitting. My breath hunts. Sweat floods the body. I saw Mirza's sister sitting next to me. He looked at me clingy. "Sister.." I said and immediately hugged him. In her arms I came back crying. Crying really. Wreak all the turmoil and worries stored in the heart. "Darling. It's all just a dream. And all has passed" said Mirza, who held me tight. I rubbed my head and kissed it until I calmed down. "Mama and the others are waiting for us. But if you're not feeling well, then you don't have to join in" said Mirza, who looked at me. "I'm fine, brother." I said, wiping my tears. Mirza smiled and rubbed my head. "Good.." he said and kissed my forehead. "Prepare." he said, which I immediately responded with a nod of the head.

"Mirza, come play. You haven't played it in a long time" Evans said, handing over a guitar. I looked at him in wonder. My eyes looked at him without blinking. As long as I've known Mirza's sister, I haven't seen her play the guitar. "Among us, Mirza is the best at playing musical instruments. Not just the guitar, the piano he mastered" said bang David smiled. "Mirza prefers the piano to playing football with us" Evans chuckled. With bang David. "Hey.but that doesn't mean I'm weak huh" said Mirza in a high tone. "Yuph, you grumpy lord." said bang David laughing again showing a row of white teeth. While Melissa's mother who had been watching her three sons also dissolved in the conversation. He repeatedly sounded his voice. "Guitar is very similar to life, it can be gently plucked or played out loud, after all, all the resonances are temporary. Besides, for me the guitar is a meditation tool to touch God and find love in my beloved woman, Fara" Mirza said with a smile and looked at me. "This is what we don't have, Fara...It's only on Mirza" Evans said, chuckling. "What...?" tanyaku. "Romantic....Fara" said Melissa's mother smiling. I also did a short. "Fara, get ready to be amazed to see the skill of your Mirza" said brother Evans while making his greeting to Sherlly, the woman he just married a few months ago.

The night begins to crawl away and the darkness begins to become a blanket for the day dreamer. It's ten o'clock past five minutes. We were still sitting warming our bodies around the still burning fire. There are a lot of jokes and laughter that have been created at this time. And the wonderful excerpt of Mirza's guitar, made me fall asleep. The rhythm catapulted the harmony of love in romance forms a romantic atmosphere in a thirsty soul. I was amazed to see the skill of his fingers playing every melody from a simple instrument guitar.

"I told you you'd be amazed, Fara. It's just one not the other." Evans said teasing me. "How.." whispered Mirza's sister near my ear. "That's great.." I said. "That's all." asked Mirza as if a little disappointed. "Perfect.." I said again. He also sumringah. Again his hand ruffled at just the tip of my head.

"Three of my children are present. There's one more. Mom knows she's a little different. But what's wrong if we can hold it too. As your papa mandated." said Melissa's mother. "Sister Roy has changed, Ma. It was no longer in the gray world. But right now he is looking for his true love" Evans said. "Isn't he married? Mama thought that was her true love." said Mama again. "His first marriage was based on profit and loss, Ma. Roy doesn't love his wife" Evans said. "Who is this woman who is his true love?" say mama. "Come, Ma. Evans himself does not know. Roy never talked about it. For sure the woman has managed to change the way Roy thinks in a short time" said Mr Evans. "I'm not sure if Roy's brother changed as he said. I'm sure it's just a defense of what he's been, is and will do. If she loves Roy too, then why did she leave Roy's sister?" said Mirza, who made everyone quiet. Everything is in his mind. And so it is with me. My question is, can Mirza's sinking be that sure about her brother? Isn't it the same as bang David who was away from his two brothers who were different mothers? It's unbelievable...

"I don't believe it either. But as his brother, I tried to believe that he could change. I also tried to offer help to find the woman. But he refused it. He said: true love will only be found by another true love, which is just him" Evans said again. Hearing that I shuddered. There are also people who love like that. But I don't think it's love but madness. Like mr. Darius. "Hey..why did that name come back to the end of my mind? Go..go there. Far-away.." My inner.

"Sorry, Madam. There are guests who want to meet the madam" Mr. Darmin told mama. "Tell me to come in, sir." said Mama. "He doesn't want a mistress. He's at the gate." said Mr. Dirman. Mama got up from her chair and followed in the footsteps of Mr. Dirman. "Mirza accompany yes, Ma.." said Mirza who had stood up to step. "No need. let's just mama" said the mother who immediately stopped Mirza's steps. "Remain sure, Ma.." asked bang David who immediately answered the mother by lifting one thumb into the air without stopping her steps.

I looked at my mother's back, which was disappearing from the dimness of the night. Mom hasn't been back in a long time either. I was a little curious about the guest. Almost midnight like this, a visit. After a while, I saw my mom step back. In his hand was a paper bag. I'm getting curious. "This is your wedding present. From your brother, Roy. He has not been able to join us" said Mama while handing the paper bag to me. "So, brother Roy?" said Mirza as if in disbelief. His eyes are looking at me. I don't know what the meaning of his gaze is. "Yes. He apologized for not coming tonight and seeing you" said the mother who returned to her seat.

"If possible, help your brother. Roy. After all, he is your brother. Mama's desire is the same as papa, which is his four sons can get along in the good" said mama. "Alright, Ma. I'll try David to call Roy. Who knows, he'll be more open and accepting of our help. Thus brother Roy will be able to be with us soon" said bang David with a smile. While Mikaela who was next to him just stared at the David bang with her smile even though thin.