As Strong as the Mentari, as Soft as the Moon

Episode 52's. I Want Us to Split...

Again I looked up at the sky. My eyes were amazed at the twilight star that was twitching flirtatiously. How is my love there? Here I enjoy the twilight sky with the increasingly blue miss. For my love that's there, don't even think that I'm going to leave you. Because this love, affection and longing is only for you, my handsome man.

And at this moment here, on the balcony of the cafe I stood looking up to the sky. Facing as wide as the sky as the eyes looked at him. And here too I feel so lonely and miss you.

Five o'clock past forty-five minutes. I repeated your name while looking up at the sky. "Should I call him?" I said softly with a hand that cradled a cell phone. A little doubt I finally obeyed the heart that was missing. I looked for his contact carefully. And. I finally found it.

"Assalamu'alaikum." said a voice on the other end of the phone. The voice of the person I miss so much. Long I was silent with a mind that was wandering for a while. "Who's this...?" say that voice over and over again. I gasp. "Wa'alaikumussalam.." I replied a little gago that made sister Mirza almost strangled at the end of the phone. "Fara.." he said, calling back my name. "What's up, baby." he said. I heard his pace so fast with a little hunting breath. Could it be that he was looking for a comfortable place while talking to me? "Okay, sister." I answered briefly. "Why did you call me so long?" his question made me feel good. "I.. worry about disturbing your happiness, brother.." I said at last. "What kind of prejudice is that, baby. I'm really looking forward to your presence at least on your phone. I miss you so much. Even I'm jealous of people who can meet you" he said feeling. The conversation continues. Pouring each other's longings. And his speech became so fluent, while I was so gagu in response to all the outpouring of his feelings. "Even though I spent all day with you, I still miss you when you're gone. So please understand. I want to see you again" he said non-stop. "When...?" tanyaku brief.

Six o'clock past ten minutes. A promise has been made. I smile. My heart dances amazingly. Tomorrow I will be reunited with Mirza's sister at a place we often go first. Soaring the taste in this chest. Rumbled undisclosed. I can't wait for the morning to come.

Nine o'clock past ten minutes. I'm concocting ingredients for a cupcake. And throughout my activities I always smile. And it was captured by Dara and Rio. The two looked at each other and stared. I saw both of them wake up. Something unusual is happening to me. I slightly closed my eyes to look at the two. This made them both smile and cover their faces. "Continue.." I said then who immediately guaranteed both.

Eleven o'clock past forty. My phone shimmered repeatedly. I realized it when Dara touched my shoulder while thrusting my phone that was still glowing. "Sister Mirza." I said to myself as I looked at the name on my phone screen. Then a few steps away from Dara and Roy. "Yes, brother.." I said opening the conversation. But when I heard the voice on the other end of the phone, I was stunned. Especially when he throws insults at me. "The thief...! because I just wanted to talk to you, my husband left his son on the bed until he fell. We are now in the hospital. I told you not to disturb our lives...! Women don't know themselves...!" he said it was so cynical full of anger. "What are you doing...?! the voice of Mirza rebuked Amara. "You're still waiting for that woman who left you. A woman of unknown purity now...! amara said again full of anger. "Supply...!" said brother Mirza no less silent anger. "You don't know anything. Watch your talk...!" said Mirza Berang. I sobbed. My body is still not energized. And I finally sat down. There are a million flavors that I now feel enveloping my whole soul. Anger and disappointment are now so dominant. "I'm not a thief. You are the thief...! You're the thief...!" hysterical kataku. Occasionally my hands brushed my face and once hit the wall I was leaning against. Dara, who knew my situation and condition all this time, so bitterly sobbed and hugged me tightly. "Sister.." he said softly almost whispering.

Twelve o'clock past fifty-five minutes. I can no longer hold my body up. And in the end I actually laid my body on a thin mattress in one of the rooms in the store. My body faces the wall and turns its back on Dara who has also preceded resting the body. In addition, I could not sleep at all. My eyes stared at the wall in front of me. While my mind wandered far away somewhere. Playing around for a while in a laugh as my memory adrift with Mirza's sister. Everything with Mirza, her kindness, her attention, her speech, her way of looking at me and holding my hand. But then I became weeping in the wound and disappointed as my memory shared his present life. I really was crying. My heart is wounded. My soul languishes. I should what? Help me, Robb...

Two o'clock in ten minutes. I gasp from my mouth. Apparently I managed to close my eyes for a while. I sat still, only occasionally my hands rubbed my face and fixed my hair ties. Then I went to the bathroom, wudlu.

I put on my face and extended the prayer rug asking for calm and enlightenment for the turmoil I was experiencing. Long time I meditate and mengunajatkan in His presence. Re-draining my tears during my time. And a decision has been made after weighing all the flavors. May this be the best path I take for my good, and Mirza's sister in the future. "I beg you, Robb...I beg you very much" I said repeatedly at the end of my prayer.

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

My phone's back on. A message graced my phone screen.

"I know that in every speech and gaze I am blocked by distance and time, but I am sure that we will meet tomorrow even for a moment. Didn't you...?" order from Mirza. I got the message I was worried. What am I supposed to do? Should I come? I'm afraid this is just a trap from Amara. But what if true this is a message from sister Mirza. I have long been concerned about all possibilities. "Ah, anyone and anything that will happen should I experience. Don't I need a certainty...

Seven o'clock past thirty minutes. I'm almost at the place I promised last night. Although not yet in time, I parked the car on the side of the road near the meeting place. I intend to master the situation and conditions, weighing all the possibilities that will happen and who I have to face. But my greatest hope is that Mirza's sister will meet me.

Then I accompanied the speed of the Silver Sport car from a certain distance as far as the eye could see. I parked a little bit away from the silver sports car. And I'm not in a hurry to get out of the car, I prefer to stay in the car first to know the truth of the car owner.

Drrt... Drrt...Drrt..

Cellphone fluoresces. A name adorns it. "Where?" said a man on the other end of the phone who was none other than Mirza's sister. "Where's sister...?" I asked back. "In the parking lot." said Mirza. "me too. Brother where?" ask again. "The last place we visited" he said as he stepped towards the place in question. A few minutes later I went straight to the place where Mirza's sister was.

My soul rippled as I moved closer to the man who married me six months ago. "Darling.." he said as he continued. Her footsteps were so long that I was coming. Brother Mirza held me for a moment before holding my hand and taking me along to the park. During the trip we were silent. No words have succeeded in breaking the silence between us.

"How's the big brother's condition...?" ask me in the end. "good. There's nothing. Just excessive panic" he said with a smile. While his eyes circled some garden space that caught his attention. "I'm sorry for last night's misunderstanding" I said again. "It's not a misunderstanding. It's his jealousy from a wife who doesn't want to share. Just like me" I said in the day. I smiled in response to Mirza's remark stating that I was fine. That's my lie now. "Fara, sign...I really need you" he said, looking at me. His steps stopped too. "For what, sister...?" I said without looking at him. "You're mine, Fara. You're still my wife's legitimate" she said, holding my arm or gripping it. I complained a little about his treatment. "It hurts, brother.." I said.

I sat down on a wooden chair next to Mirza's sister who fell silent again. I was also busy with my own thoughts. "Em, what were your activities while away from me? The money in the debit card does not seem you touch even a little until today? Wh why? Has anyone financed your livelihood?" he asked a little to see me with his tail. "My skills are as you know. So, that's what I realized and became my activity. All the capital from my savings and Merry's grandmother. I'm still your wife's right, brother. So there is nothing I accept as the guarantor of my life. All the results of my own efforts" I said while looking at him deeply. Seeking the other purpose of all his questions was at the sharpness of his gaze.

"I'm sure you're without me surviving. But I'm without you, I sanction. I don't know if I can or not" she said, leaning her body against the back of the chair. "Sister can. It's been proven six months. Especially now, a beautiful princess has been present among you" I said as I stared at the tip of my foot that I had played with swinging it over and over. "What do all these words mean?said sister Mirza with a little annoyance and looked at me sharply. I took a deep breath and felt heavy. "What Amara has said is the greatest desire of almost every wife. Only she should have her husband. Other women don't. I did too, Brother. But when I saw the laughter of the happy little boy playing in my brother's cradle, I thought. I can't see that happiness. My heart's hurt. I'm angry, Brother. But I also couldn't take a laugh from a boy as beautiful as your son" I almost cried. "I'm sorry about you. It's for the good of everyone. I want to ask my brother to divorce me" I said then in a trembling voice as it held back my tears. "What is this, Fara...This is not what I want" Mirza said. "But this is the best, Brother" I said as I stared at the flower because I could not see the face of this man I loved so much.

"Didn't you love me again until you asked for this farewell?" he said with eyes that kept staring at me. I'm speechless. My eyes are staring at the tip of my foot. My tears started to fall on my lap. It feels like saying no. Because it's the biggest lie. "I love you so much, brother. There's nothing else. But it seems that after weighing all the flavors, I prefer to stay away from you and separate from you" I said pilu. Brother Mirza was silent. His eyes glazed over at me. We were silent for a long time. Only our eyes are staring at each other.

"Alright, the lawyer will take care of everything" I said as it passed quickly. I was in a hurry to leave because I didn't want her to see more tears. "Wait...!" he said stop my steps. "I haven't agreed to it. No hurry. Give me time to think about it" he said later. "alright. I hope not too long. Because it can add to this wound." I said just before it passed. My steps are getting faster because there is a clear circle that is ready to plunge back. In my red car, these tears are free to tear. "I'm sorry, brother. Not that I don't love you, quite the opposite. I love you so much. All these requests are for the good of all.

"Road.." said Mirza who suddenly got into my car and sat next to me. I kept staring at him. "Road.." he said again with a serious face. I finally followed him. During the trip we did not talk. Only Mirza's voice was occasionally heard when directing where I should go. Although until now I do not know exactly where the real destination is, but I still follow it. I don't know why that is.

The sky is still bright with its blue color. White clouds were flowing faithfully through some of the sky. And I was shocked when the car was directed to stop at a park. I was stunned when I saw in the distance mama, bang David, mbak Mikaela and Amara were gathering. The four of them were laughing at the sight of the two different-aged little boys.

Then, all of a sudden became quiet when I saw my presence. I became angry when I was looked at like that. And it was bang David, the first one to approach me. "Fara.." he said while holding me for a moment. "Finally you fulfilled your promise" he said, which I replied with a faint smile. I kissed the back of my mama's hand with reverence. "Mama wants you to be strong like mama, Fara." she said, which stunned me.

The To Be Continued...