Black Pen

27

Today the Akbar family has held a meeting, usually they will gather every one year right after the Eid al-Fitr holiday is held . And coincidentally, today is the 27th anniversary of the wedding of Mr. Adam and Ms. Susi.

They rented a large Villa in the interior of Bandung, a villa located in a village with a stretch of rice fields on the left right, a magnificent natural scenery that can spoil the eyes and soul .

Early in the morning I woke up from my sleep, today's alarm I set earlier than usual. After yesterday Mr. Adam invited me to join their wedding Anniversary .

"I invite you to soar high

and I threw it on earth

I play as I please

then you I'll just go..

na na na na na"

The silent bathroom accompanied my happiness, since his presence in my life, he has been able to change everything.

I entrusted my whole life to her, even if one day something happened to me, I would not regret it as long as the person I was with was Akbar.

I took out all the clothes in the closet, I took them one by one and threw them in any direction.

"Are there no good clothes for me to wear today'' My mind grumbled.

"Mama.. I don't have any clothes" I yelled at Mama who was cutting carrots in the kitchen .

Mama stopped her activities and immediately approached me .

''My mother's son why? yelling like that, still this morning, make ears wide" Mama looked around my room that was messy irregular.

"It's Lo Maa, I don't have any clothes"

I showed you the clothes on the floor.

"Astagfirulloh, this isn't all clothes? where are you going?"

Mama picked up all the scattered clothes and put them in the kninting next to my bed.

"When you meet the great family of Akbar ma, when I wear the shirt again" I sit beside the bed, I notice one by one the clothes are scattered.

"Well, it's good, you want to cook again" Mama gave a brown setdres with black cardigan and wedges complete with accesoris necklace and bracelet. Then leave me alone in the room. After graduating from school, I decided to take off my hijab, even though Babeh actually did not agree, considering our family was quite attached to the religion that was adopted. Even among all the great families of mama, only I alone dare to take off the hijab.

I put on the clothes that Mama suggested for me, Mama's choice was enough to make me confident, I immediately rushed out of the room, it turns out that Akbar was waiting for me in the living room. I don't know since when he's been sitting there, which is clear I didn't hear his voice at all.

They were waiting for me, apparently we came on time. Susi welcomed my arrival.

while Mr. Adam was busy talking with his extended family, he just looked at me from a distance with a smile adorning his lips, Akbar took my hand while walking slowly.

"Who is this Bar? ". Ask a man about his age of 35 years, who is none other than the younger brother of Mr. Adam.

"Known you, this is Akbar's girlfriend." Akbar smiled as he blinked his right eye. He seemed proud to introduce me to his extended family. While me? I was very stiff and to be honest my body shook because it was not used to being in the middle of his family environment.

"Hello, I'm Akbar. Rudy". The man asked me to shake hands. He looked friendly and warm, I think everyone would be comfortable talking to him.

"Om allo" . He smiled at me, as if we had known each other for a long time.

"Well, someone wants to get married" . Om Rudi teased me while glancing at Mr. Adam. They looked at each other with smiles.

"Insya alloh if there is a soul mate". Mr. Adam returned the smile that Om Rudi threw.

I bowed my head while smiling shyly, my cheeks flushed against her.

They are a warm family, no wonder they can make me so comfortable even with one meeting, it feels so lucky I know them.

"Eh we're got yuk". Invite Bu Susi, her sudden voice, to wake me who is daydreaming.

I sat quietly watching the Akbar family.

"Neng, ayooo here come to the picture ! ko even diem aja". Mr. Adam pulled my right hand, leading me to line up with them.

" Neng is a photojournalist.." I took my phone in a pink bag.

"Don't, you're in the picture here." Take Mr. Adam.

I walked closer to Mr. Adam, his right hand was holding my shoulder while his left hand was holding Akbar's shoulder.

"Tuhaaan, what is this feeling? how wonderful it would be if they were a part of me.

After eating together, I decided to go home, and the time was 16:00. Akbar drove me home on his motorbike.

"They're fun, I like".

Akbar just smiled a little at my words .

He drove slowly, today felt so important to me, the warmth of Akbar's extended family made me so comfortable, he never knew how much I wished to be an important part of their extended family.