As Strong as the Mentari, as Soft as the Moon

Episode 47's. Goodbye goodbye...

The alarm of my phone rang woke me up from the dark cradle of the night. I slowly stood up and headed for the bathroom. I let the water fill my body. Feel the cold of the water at dawn. Until I looked at the Adhan, I ended my bathing ritual. I am moving ablution with orderly and orderly.

Four o'clock thirty-five minutes. I'm running dawn prayers. This prayer became a ternikmat prayer after what I experienced. In each of my prostrations, I felt that there was nothing but a sense of servitude and devotion to the Khaliq. My conversation this time was quite long because I was complaining about all the flavors that exist to my Robb. Tears flowed with my every bow and prayer. Requesting attention for all tests.

"Aamiin.." I said closing my long prayer. Ku's. I tidy up the prayer mats and prayer mats I just wore. Then put it on the nightstand near the bed. A little receding my steps when I found Mirza's shadow on the mirror reflection of my dresser. I'm speechless. Only my eyes were staring at the reflection of Mirza's sister. There was a great sigh as his eyes looked at me. Maybe he knew I was looking at him in the mirror in front of me. A smile also seemed to decorate his handsome face. His arms rest on both his thighs. If my heart were not in a state of anger, I might have been squandering in his arms at this time. Unfortunately, again I don't want to do it.

"I came to see you, meant to wake you up and invite you to congregational prayers like ten days ago. But you're ahead of me" he said with a smile. "Where's your first wife?" ask me without turning the body. "Leave it in the room since last night" he said. "Then where was last night?" search me. "Talking with mom and bang David. All night." he said. "Please wait a minute. After I pray, I want to talk to you" he said shortly before passing to the bathroom.

"Thank you." she said with a smile as she saw an open prayer mat for him. Shortly thereafter, he began his prayers full of devotion. I watched every move from the chair behind him. The chair he was sitting in. Long ago sister Mirza unraveled her prayer. With Mirza's two hands, blessed with prayers and long hopes.

"Come here." she asked me, gesturing with one hand. But I remained silent. Until he called my name, I approved his request. A little doubt I sat in line. My gaze was set on the tip of my knee. Then Mirza sat down in front of me. I took my hand and held it tight. While his eyes always look at me. "Never doubt my love, Fara. I really love you. With all my soul." he said heartily. I don't know why my heart refused when I heard that. I consider it just a defense of his lies last night. Lara my heart if I remember the words and words last night. "What a petty you, Mirza" I said. "Don't make your heart cool down until you forget our love and affection from a long time ago" he said. "Don't go...Don't leave me. I beg. I promise to always be fair and honest with you. And one thing you have to remember is that you're not an actor. You're my wife, you're my love. You're my only love" he said, all I responded to was silence. He used to say my name, but you I was playing with my daydreams. My mind was soaring and wandering for a moment when Roy's brother or Mr. Darius met me a few days ago. I repeat the word that once existed. "My love is different Fara. One day you'll weigh my love and Mirza's love" as soon as I begin to recite her words. It doesn't seem to take long to figure out what Mirza's love is like, without comparing it to the love of Roy's brother or Darius' master.

"Fara.." call Mirza again. This time, I shook my body. I sobbed bitterly. My tears fell on my lap. "Darling.." said Mirza as she grabbed my body and held it tightly. Crying back at me in her arms. Shaken my body because of my sobs.

"Sure you're here?" said a voice I knew was Amara. "Come here." said sister Mirza without letting go. "You already know that I love Fara. And I married you only because of my humanity" said Mirza, who kept Amara silent without a word. Only his eyes were holding tears and ready to plunge freely. "Whose child am I carrying?" amara said with a trembling voice. "He's...He's my son" Mirza Gagu said. "Is this not the result of love, too? You are not fair, Mirza" said Amara as she passed quickly. Mirza was silent. While his hand did not release his embrace from me.

Six o'clock past five minutes. Mirza's sister is still trying to convince me of her love. "Non Amara...!" shouted Mar, one of the household assistants at home. "Aden Mirza, please...!" shouted again. Mirza's sister heard that. Soon he let go of his embrace and passed quickly. I'm speechless. I shed my tears and tried to reconcile my heart. I saw a suitcase filled with clothes and some other gear I had prepared since last night. "Fiuh.." I grunted rudely. My determination was already unanimous and it seemed difficult to change.

"Mrs...?" said Ms. Anna who was surprised when she saw the pile of suitcases. "I can't hold on, Mom. Too disappointed with this" I said. "But, He can't wait for Mirza first" said Ms Anna. "Mom, I really love her. But a situation like this seemed to require more strength to deal with it. So Fara wanted to find that power first. I hope Mirza understands. Please give this to Mirza's sister." I said as I thrust the blue envelope. "Bu An, understand the situation. But can't Madam hold out for a little while longer until den Mirza finds the solution" Ms Anna said, wiping her tears.

Six o'clock past fifteen minutes. I dragged the medium-sized red suitcase. My steps are a little heavy but I try hard to strengthen my heart so that the steps become a little light. There were tears stored at the end of my eyes as I stood in the doorway. "Fara.." call a voice I know well, who else if not Mirza's. I accelerated my pace until I almost reached a taxi that was waiting for me. Unfortunately, Mirza's sister has first grabbed my body and re-captured it. "Can't wait for me, baby." he said. In his hand was a piece of paper that read a few lines of sentences that were scratches to my hand. Apparently he had received the message I sent through Miss Anna earlier. "I'm sorry, brother.." I said. "I understand. But promise me you'll come back to me soon" he said, peeping softly at my forehead. "I promise. Soon it will return, if this feeling has been successfully reconciled" I said in his decapan. "I believe. Because to me your promise is real to me" said Mirza, holding both arms and looking at me. I also nodded small while unraveling a smile that was thin again. You cried, my inner brother when he saw that he removed the clear hair that was wetting part of his face. I don't know when it was that way.

"Em, wait." he said again stopping my steps that will enter the car. "At least bring this. This is my responsibility to you. You're my wife. You're my only wife. Use it...I do not accept rejection" he said while offering a debit card. I grabbed it with a smile just enough. "Hurry back...I'm waiting for you" he said again as I was actually sitting in the car.

Drrt...Drrt...Drrt.

Cellphone fluoresces. "Bang David.." I said softly. But I just let it go. He called my phone many times, and again I let him go. "I'm sorry, bang.." I muttered while putting my phone in my bag. "Nusa Bangsa street, miss.." said the driver. "Stop in front of the black-fenced house" I said, pointing to a house. I don't know, I don't know whose house it is. I just pointed at just anyone as a cheat on my existence. I'm sure it's hard for Mirza's family to get information from an online taxi driver about my whereabouts. "Thank you, sir." I said after paying the fare. Then I pretended to enter the courtyard. Luckily, the gate was unlocked. For a moment I noticed that the taxi had not left the place where it had stopped. "Jeez..what might he also be the man of Mirza's brother or the others" I murmured softly. I hesitated when I rang the bell that was hanging at the door. Once, twice no sign of the door opened. My hopes are so. My heart beat as a step approached the door. "Yes, Robb.."murmily. The door is open. I saw the tip of his foot with a leather sandal pad, typical of men's clothing.

"Mah...!" yell out a voice. I spontaneously looked up and looked at her face. "Ferry.." said I was surprised not to get stuck. "May I come in...?" I whispered while pointing outwards. "Come in" he said, nodding in understanding after a moment he looked outside. "Who, honey...?" say a voice. "Em, she's my wife." she said a little bit when a beautiful woman appeared with a big belly. "Fara.." I said as I reached out. At first glance I saw his response was less friendly. Especially after I found his gaze so sharp probing. But when I mentioned that I was married, the hue of his face changed. I also explained how I got to both houses. And Ferry laughed at my explanation. "Then where are you going?" tanyakanya. "Go back to grandma's house." I lie. Ferry nodded and offered to drive me, which I immediately refused.

Eight o'clock, five minutes. An online taxi from a different app I ordered. And now it's right in front of Ferry's house. I immediately say goodbye and leave the house. The car drove down a road that had been crowded with various vehicles. My eyes stared at the sky that looked so bright with thin white clouds marching over a small part of the sky. While the sun is so gallant greet the earth. The car stopped at the address I gave the app. I had a sweat that began to decorate some of my face. Then I continued my journey to a place I hoped would calm me down.

Standing up I stared at a house that had been abandoned for a long time. About fifteen years ago when I was abandoned in the care of Merr's grandmother. And since then Merry's grandmother left her rashness and moved to my house which is now inhabited by her father and mother Vira. My steps were so light that I walked down the path that divided the vegetable plants on his left and right. I knocked on the door of the house from a slightly worn wood. As I remember Merry's grandmother once left a guard to a friend, namely Fatma's grandmother whose house is next to each other.

Soon after, there was a step by a grandmother from next door. "Neng Fara." he said when he recognized me. I kissed the back of his hand with reverence. "How are you, Grandma...?" my spoken. "Good, Neng. Wow it's been a long time since Fara didn't come here. But Neng Fara did not change at all yes." said Granny Fat. "Come in, Neng." he said as he opened the door. Opening curtains and windows. My eyes circled the whole room that still looked the same and kept it clean. "Grandmother always cleaned your grandmother's house, at least once a day" explained Fat's grandmother. "Thank you, Grandma. How Fara replied to all this" I said with teary eyes. "Your Merry's grandmother has helped Grandma a lot and what's wrong with grandma to repay all the goodness" said Fat's grandmother while handing the key to me. I smiled at Haru.

Eleven o'clock past ten minutes. I've fallen on a bed. My eyes are looking at the ceiling. My mind was wandering back to that handsome figure far away there. "Sister Mirza." I said softly. It is the face of his face and all forms of attention and affection. But when I think back to Amara or her lies last night, then everything turns into a faint. My heart is full of anger. Until when is this anger always in the heart. I don't know...

Then I held my stomach when I heard the sound in my stomach. "The soup must be fed nieh worms." I smiled. I also remember indeed since morning , this stomach has not filled anything. And soon I woke up and grabbed my wallet. As I recall on the trip I saw a restaurant. I'd expect it to be five or ten minutes from here on foot.

"Where are you going, Neng." said Fat's grandmother as I opened the door. "Buy food, Grandma" I said with my distinctive smile. "Ah, no need. This grandma has brought it" said granny laughs showing some of her teeth that have been dated. His hands raised showed three rows of dining boxes. I smiled at the sumringah. "For Fara, Grandma...?" my many. My question is bak berasuda already gaharu Cendana anyway. "For the cat.." joked grandma. "Ah, grandma could be" I said as I struggled spoiled on her arm.

"Then we eat together, Grandma." I said as I pulled her into a simple carved wooden chair. Fat's grandmother refused it. Then with a slight threat that I will not eat it, then finally grandma deigns to eat lunch with me. "Thank you, Grandma." I said as I tidied up the lunchbox and passed to the kitchen to clean it.

"Once again thank you, Grandma." I said again while reassembling the lunchbox. "Neng do not hesitate if there is anything to tell grandma yes." he said with a vibrating voice and his distinctive accent. I nodded with a smile too. Again, I struggled on his fragile arm. I looked at his old back who stepped so carefully while carrying the lunch box. At a glance Grandma Merry's face looms in the eye and makes me have to wipe the tears that flow just like that. "Grandmother.." said I lirih.