Bloody Bond

Chapter 29

"I'm home alone!" Syafa laid down his body on a hard wood cot, but it felt comfortable. For the breeze that blows spoiled.

"Where's your mother?" The other woman inside Syafa's cell phone is making a sound. He is Vega Syafa's best friend who is now in Pekalongan. Back in school, Vega went with her grandmother. But after his grandmother died, Vega followed his parents in Pekalongan.

The two still often share stories through the Maya world.

"Sum hasn't come home since this morning. And Fahri's brother he's been working. Stay me one. Unemployment will soon be crossed out from the family KK. You came here, right?"

Vega's crisp laughter sounded like a mockery in Syafa's ear. Who else would have done it if not Vega.

"I really did invite you." murmured Shafa.

"Where is it! I'll try. What the hell didn't do to you?"

"Well, gtu dong!"

The one on the screen gave a thumbs up.

"Fa, may I see the look of your future husband?" Ask Vega. Syafa is silent, not not no, but he himself does not have a photo of Dunka. Satpun. The photo on the way home from the market alone is gone from the storage gallery.

"Can't be!"

Shafa moved into a sitting position.  "I'll look for it first." Said Syafa later. I wish there was one photo left. Niente. Most of them are Fahri's pictures. Shafa subconsciously smiled looking at him.

"Where have you met yet?" Cerca Vega's.

"Not yet"

"Not yet or not?"

Syafa came face to face with his friend.

"Nothing is."

Shakes slowly. Vega looks puffed up her cheeks there. It seems the girl is holding back in annoyance.

"Fa! Are you serious about this marriage?"

Silent

"Fa? Are you serious about this marriage?"

"Maybe!"

His heart is still worried. The closer H Shafa's day approaches the more his heart churns. To continue or cancel this marriage.

"Fa! Tell me. Honestly with me. On what basis do you want to marry Dunka?"

Syafa. Then looked at his best friend with a hard-to-understand look. Implied by the sad feeling that he tried to wrap up with a fake smile.

"Fa...!"

"Well, you won't be honest. But I'll guess. Vega looks serious. "You want to escape your feelings, right? You must want to forget how you feel about your sister."

Syafa stared at the flat screen of the phone. Eyes dewy. If only his best friend were here. He could embrace and pour out all his heart.

Syafa has tried various ways to forget his heart at Fahri. Just act like a spoiled sister. Then, when the kiss in the river that time, increasingly make Syafa want to run away from Fahri.

Pray that God will forgive his sins in love. Luckily, he was met accidentally with Dunka.  He was fascinated by Dunka.   Handsome indeed. Syafa begins to think about getting into a relationship again with the opposite sex.

And it just so happened that Dunka came home. The world proposed to him. He just resigned and accepted it. Looks happy indeed. But not because they are getting married. He happily manages to get someone to shift Fahri out of his heart.

"Pbu...! Don't tell me Dunka's just your escape."

"Eitherway! I'm rattled. I should how? Do I have to follow my heart and let these feelings destroy my family?" Shafa was really crying.

"Fa! I don't mean that. At least wait until you really love your newly married husband."

"Until when, Vega ...? Until everyone knows that I love my own brother. Aye!" Syafa's grim cries made his best friend speechless.

"Fa! Excuse me. Been quiet already. Don't cry anymore." The one there rubbed the phone screen as if wiping Syafa's tears.

Syafa is now in a roadside restaurant. The restaurant that used to be a small coffee shop. Then the increasing years are transformed by the owner into a restaurant with a variety of Nusantara menus. When I was a teenager, snack in this place is an alternative for teenagers with a mediocre allowance. Now this place is more crowded with many renovations on the right side.

The girl received orange juice and some traditional cakes she ordered while waiting for someone to come. Yep! Today he and Dunka meet. He's going to talk about their marriage. Shafa will ascertain his own feelings. A feeling that he was hard to understand.

I don't know why this marriage feels so bad. There was no passionate meeting let alone longing after they last met accidentally after returning from the market at that time. Syafa is reluctant if there's another fight and Dunka, I don't know.

"Have you been here a long time?" Dunka smiled as the girl neutralized his heart. Quite surprised by Dunka's sudden presence.

"It's just now!"

Dunka. His gaze was fixed on the order that was before him. Untouched.

Shafa follows the direction where Dunka's eyes wander. He waved a hand to call one of the servants.

"What message?" Ask Shafa to Dunka.

"This heavy snack is like yours." Syafa understands.

"Drink?"

"Black hat." Syafa was now frowning in wonder. The man who impressed modern so drink black coffee.

"Black hat." Shafa repeated in disbelief.

"Why?"

"It must be bitter."

"You are the sweetener." If the one who said was Fahri, of course Syafa's heart felt flying far into the clouds. Syafa just smiled crisply.

"You're not asking why I'm late?" Dunka started talking. Ever since the waiter placed Dunka's order, the two had only been quiet in an awkward state.

"No!"

"Aren't you worried if I'm on the road because I'm late?"

"You're okay, right?" His right hand plays straws. Stirring drinks unclear.

Dunka smiled crisply. Scratching his head that is not itchy. In the heart of cursing Syafa who is not as fun when he first met.

"Fa! What do you want for our wedding?"

Shafa raised his head. Staring at Dunka for a while then throwing away any directional faces.

"I don't know!"

Dunka smiled thinking that Syafa must be ashamed to say it. Syafa definitely wants something as valuable as other women such as a dowry with fantastic amounts, a luxurious reception or delivery at exorbitant prices. But unfortunately all that should be chosen by Syafa himself has been chosen by Sibu and Zaenab. The bride just takes care of it.

But Shafa's heart wants to say that he doesn't know his own heart. He's still worried. That's why he said he didn't know.

"OK then, how about your dowry later. You want what?" 

"Just be up to you."

Lirih Syafa has no spirit at all.

"For our honeymoon, where do you want us to go?"

Do I have to go on a honeymoon too? Why did it feel like I didn't think about it.

"What if we go to Bali?"

"I'll just come with you."

"Shyafa! We're the ones getting married. Why do you seem to show that I'm the only one here excited?"

Deg

To be continued