Black Heaven
A gift from Aji, a,
Love has given color in the darkness of the soul of the girl who has a rose tattoo on her hand. The heart that once withered because it lost the belief that the owner of the heart had gone, is now slowly returning. The pieces of heart that had been scattered somewhere, now began to form like four years ago.
The days that Intan went through began to color, as if he found a light in a dark valley. A speck of hope was again present in his heart, he had found a way to return home.
Since meeting Aji one week ago or rather during the opening of FAST Cafe, Intan again felt the warmth in his heart. Aji's warm smile and attention seemed to make her fly into nirvana. The heart that was empty now began to fill the flowers of love from Ajisaka.
"Tan, follow Bang Tommy dugem yuk!" invite Kinar after seeing Intan just finished his work. One Latin letter is beautifully engraved on the hands of a burly man.
Intan straightened his body, he stared at Kinar at a glance before tidying up his combat tools. He went from there and passed to the tattoo machine sterilizer, "it seems like this time I can't go along," Intan said as he turned his gaze towards Kinar.
"Tumbens?" suhut Tommy who was dismantling his broken tattoo machine.
"Maybe he wants a date with Mas Ustadnya, Bang," continued Kinar while glancing at Intan who only displays a thin smile on his face.
"It's no business, Bang. Next time Intan come," said Intan after finishing cleaning the equipment.
Intan walked to where Tommy was, he sat on the long bench behind the window, Kinar also threw himself there. The laughter of the Tattoo Artists sounded crisp in the studio as Kinar continued to tease Intan.
"Cie ... cie .. her face is red, the Komodo cie is embarrassed." Kinar joked when he saw Intan blushing.
"What the hell is lo!" Intan flicked his lips with a look that could not be separated from Kinar.
The atmosphere was getting crowded when Tommy joined in teasing Intan. Tonight Intan is the subject of their jokes because they are kasmaran. The happy face look clear from the radiance of his round eyes.
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The night began to crawl up, the time indicator was already at the number eleven nights. The streets of Ciputat began to be quiet from the roar of passing vehicles. A Jeep stopped in front of the house at the end of the alley.
"Thank you, Bang," Intan said after closing the door on Tommy's car.
"Lu'm sure you're not coming with us?" Kinar lifted his head out of the car window.
"Yes, next time I'll come along" Intan said. Today the studio closed early because Tommy had a party invitation at his friend's club.
Intan stood in the rented yard until the jeep disappeared from view. He took a step towards his contract. However, his steps had to be stopped because there was a large gift box in front of his rented door.
Intan picked up a small piece of paper stuck at the top of the gift box. A sweet smile returned from her lips as she read the message written there.
Open this box law fardhu ain!
Although no sender's name was written there, but Intan already knew who sent this gift. Intan immediately opened the rented door and did not forget to bring the gift box into the house.
Intan rushes to the room to see the gift from Aji. Slowly, Intan opened the box carefully because he did not know what the contents were stored there.
Touch me and wear it to cover your beautiful hair.
Intan read the writing embedded in a small paper bag patterned with cherry blossoms, he opened the paper bag and took out the contents. Apparently, there are three black, maroon and army green veils in the paper bag.
"So, Gus Aji told me to wear the hijab again?" Intan mutters. He put down the three veils and opened the next paper bag.
Intan continued to develop his smile when reading the writing stuck on the front of the paper bag, then he immediately opened the second paper bag enthusiastically. There are three tunics with different motifs and colors.
"Gus knows how I feel." Intan monologued while looking at three tunics lined up neatly on his bed. Intan never thought if Aji had a romantic side when giving gifts for her.
A strange feeling tickled his heart, for some reason, suddenly Intan wanted to try the gift items from Aji. He immediately looked for pants that fit in with his tunic.
The sound of a cell phone ringing on the table, making Intan move from the front of the mirror. He had just finished wearing a black veil combined with a cream-colored tunic. Intan immediately shifted the green icon after seeing a photo of the young ustad on the screen of his phone.
"Subhanallah ..." said Aji as Intan raised his video call.
"Assalamualaikum, Gus." Intan said a greeting while holding her smile when she saw Aji's facial expression.
"Waalaikumsalam, Ta .. uh Tan!" Aji was amazed to see Intan who was wearing a gift veil from him.
"I didn't force you to wear a hijab, I just wanted to give it to you because yesterday you said you didn't have a veil." Aji explained his intention so that Intan did not misunderstand.
"Emmh .. I love all the cards, Gus. Thank you," said Intan with eyeballs that move left and right. He is too afraid to see Aji's eyes focused on him.
"Alhamdulillah if you like." Really, it is clear Aji's sweet smile on Intan's phone screen.
Intan continued to develop her smile while chatting with Aji. Even though he has turned into a dark figure, but he still feels wrong behavior if it gets more attention from Aji.
The feeling of love is increasingly stirring in Intan, making him forget that he is no longer Tata-si white girl with a rustling castle that envelops. Now there is only the figure of Intan in the dark with the aroma of alcohol that dominates.
"Tan, may I have a request?" ask Aji after chatting things dime with Intan.
"Please, Gus." Intan looked at the aji from her phone screen with a nose that was blooming because it was holding back laughter.
"Friday wear a gift from me, I just want to see my old Tata even if only for a moment" said Aji with a hopeful face. On Friday Aji invited Intan to meet at one of the cafes near the campus, where Aji taught.
"Let me think again, Gus." Intan turned his gaze in the other direction when Aji said his request, "Emm, sorry Gus, I want to rest first huh, Assalamualaikum!" Tata just closed the phone without Aji's approval.
Intan laid himself on the bed without opening his veil. He stared at the ceiling of his room while thinking about Aji's very heavy request to do. A heavy sigh could be heard in the room due to the tightness in the chest.
"Should I grant Gus Aji's request? it feels so heavy if I have to recall that figure!" Intan muttered with eyes that did not switch from the ceiling of the room.
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