Between Love and Traditional Java

Between Love and Traditional Java
Spend the Night With You



Dyana Pov's,


"You got on the bus?" Danial answered me casually while nodding.


"It's late, last bus at 10:45," I glanced at my watch, which showed at 10:15.


"If you miss the bus to sleep with you," Danial narrowed his eyes with a smile.


"Mesum," my face felt flushed with her teasing.


While chatting Danial painstakingly bribed me to the last of the eight. My favorite fried rice with half-cooked eggs. Mantabs.


"I'm sorry, I made you misunderstand and rarely miss" I held Danial's hand.


"No papa, my fault also has jealousy," Danial said softly and rubbed back my hand.


This is the thing I like most about him, he can control his emotions and be open-minded. He is always understanding and sees things from various points of view. He always thinks positively about anything. Trying to find a solution with a cold head.


Although there are many problems that accompany our relationship, but he is trying. I also try to be faithful. We are both trying to become adults, who prefer to find a solution to a problem without having to fight for a long time that makes you careless.


"May your hands heal soon, I rub them." I don't think I can see it.


"Here I write something," I draw his hand and take the pen from my pocket, the pen I used to make for writing notes and financial statements.


After I finished writing some rhymes in his cast and drawing the fish symbol, I put my pen back in my pocket.


"That's funny.." Danial smiled.


"May we be a match, yes" I sincerely wish Danial.


Almost midnight, he was here, sitting in front of me, all the way from his town to see me, and I disappointed him with the words he heard. Because of Lutvi and Rina's joke that they don't know the truth.


"Thank you for being here under these circumstances. I'm sorry, "for the umpteenth time I apologized to her.


"You just calm down," Danial rubbed my head.


"Thank you for trusting me." I told Danial who was always calm.


"I want some good news, too" Danial smiled at me.


I looked at her, a face that never got tired of being admired.


"What's wrong?" I still look at him with love.


"I've found a way out for our relationship, I'll try, fight for you" Danial said firmly.


"really?" eyes glazed.


"We go first, may we melt my father's heart." Danial.


I hugged her happily, at least there was a glimmer of hope to build this relationship. I will also support him and always be behind him, to strengthen him.


"Yes, you go home, be careful." I told him, I was worried he wouldn't get the last bus.


"Yes I'm home, you take good care of yourself," Danial let go of my hand.


"You be careful on the road" I wave my hand.


"Guruan enters, it is night," Danial hinted his hand at the gate. I smiled at him, he returned my smile. I closed the gate when the shadow was no longer visible. It felt like he was always calm facing anything, he was unlike the man I had been with before. He has his own way of loving me.


"Dating in Ramadan, cihh.." Ulya insinuates me who is about to enter the dormitory. I just silenced it.


"No shame" he said again, which irritated me.


Ulya looked at me sharply and she went to the front room, while I entered my room. I slammed my body on the bed, I threw a sludge and got upset at Ulya too.


"Why is yung?" lutvi shouted who saw my anger. I'm just a head-scalp. Lutvi finally shut up as well and played with her phone again. Because he knows if my mood is not good, I will just shut up.


I know I have many faults, many sins, but enough angels to take notes. Fellow sin-makers do not need to judge. We have different ways of doing it. Sometimes the environment also affects, more realistically only. I also do not violate the norms that apply in society even though it slightly deviates from religious norms.


But religion frees its adherents, depending on the person. Good indeed advising, but it all depends on humans, want to choose the good or the bad yes whatever the roadin. If I'm not good already, don't interfere, if you're good already defenseless. No need to be sindir-nyindir because heaven affairs each. Not necessarily people will continue to be bad, the good is not necessarily good entirely. Although it is good to be good and to do good. I'm bad on the one hand doesn't mean I don't have a good side either.


After all, in the park was not only me, there were also many other couples who were joking with each other. What's wrong, where's wrong. As long as the norms of decency and adab still do not cross the line.


Tonight Ulya was really emotionally draining and published my anger. After praying Isya', I tried to close my eyes, not wanting to think about Ulya's words.


"Good night, Danial," my last message closes tonight.


***


In the morning, the noise of vehicles on the streets never stops from night, and gets louder at dawn. Because the store is located at a crossroads which is an access to the city as well. Until always a lot. Next to the store is a gas station. The voice of the older sister who sounded the cry had been echoing since the break of dawn.


"First, Pertalite, Premium,"


"Starting from zero, yes,"


Every day I hear it, sometimes the voices of those who are chatting with each other seem to be entertainment. It makes me feel funny to sleep longer. After all, the opening hours of the store were half an hour earlier than usual. Things like this that make me a little upset because when lazy we are forced to remain diligent.


***


Danial pov, danial pov,


"Fetch me at the terminal," I sent a message to Andi, a friend who always wanted me to bother. The two-hour drive back to my city was exhausting. Immediately I fell asleep also on the bus, until awakened by the sound of the driver who told me had arrived at the destination.


I felt pain in my wrist as the cold started to get inside. I sat in the coffee shop waiting for Andi.


"Good night, baby, too" I returned an incoming message from Dyana, along with the waiter's freshly served coffee. I play games on my phone because Andi never came. I'm tired of waiting.


Half an hour passed, I wrote my watch again. Andi is not there yet.


"Hisshh.nih the child must have turned," I grumbled.


Titt.ttiitt..


Finally the sound of the horn was heard, Andi calmly gripped on the motor.


"For a long time, why," I was upset.


"I'm angry and I'm staying" Andi turned on the bike.


"anyway, look I've been frozen here," I just wear a shirt and shorts, so the cold infiltrated my skin.


"So shower first, abis volly same Dicko and the others." Andy explained.


"Yes shower her with seven-figure soaking, so long," I pat Andi's shoulder.


"Hihh, oh, I'm driving this,"


"prone boy, 2-hour shower," I got off the bike. Which has already reached my home.


"Yes back home, sono," I pushed the bike away.


"yeeeeeee.." Andi ngedumel's.


"thank you bro." I screamed from my window as Andi's motorbike was seen moving away from my house.