
Amaras
"What the fuck is this Mara?", papi yelled at me quite loudly.
"Pi..!", Mami tried to remind papi not to be too angry.
"Enough Mi! Don't forget your youngest son! It's enough patience to face your son!"
"Bapi, but anyway that's Mara's choice, Pi!"
"Mommy! Less love for Amara? What to do to get to the border. That's not a task he has to handle. He volunteered, Mi. Not because it was pointed out like before!"
I became the cause of my parents' quarrel, again! But.this has been my dream since childhood. Being a state servant is my wish, they should already know that!
"Mara!", snapped papi. I'm used to dealing with situations like this. Not the first time. However, I am still their responsibility because I am not married. But I felt papi's anger this time was more than usual.
"Fire...Mara just...."
"What only? Did you have a fight with Alby, you chose to stay away from that guy? That so?"
"But we have nothing to do!"
"You guys have nothing to do, why did he get here to look for you? Did he say there was something he wanted to explain to you? That means you're in trouble, right?"
Alby's here? When's? He's that strong!???
"Alby's here, Pi?"
"Yes!", answered papi briefly.
"He... What did he say, Pi, Mi?", I asked my parents.
"He didn't explain anything, he just wanted to explain to you!", the voice of the papi began to soften.
I was stunned for a moment! I should be happy, shouldn't Alby be looking for me even to my parents' house? But my brain is still sane. Why would he look for me if he just explained that he could never accept my feelings????
"The fire won't force you again to follow Papi's beliefs, like your brothers. That's your personal right! Your trust! But one thing that papi must be selfish and papi hope you obey the desire papi to continue the business papi!"
Papi's desire is not grandiose. He just wants to have a successor to our family business. Not never papi trying to match me with his business partner's son. But I always refused because at that time my heart was fixed on Febri. And now? Now my feelings are swayed indistinctly by a widower named Alby.
Papi seems to be supporting me with Alby, does he know what Alby's past is? What if Papi finds out that Alby never failed to marry before he married his late wife? Even his ex-wife is the wife of the man I've been chasing??
"It's not about faith Pi. It's pure there's something Mara can't tell you!"
"So right, you guys got in trouble? Why should I avoid? Why not finish it?", this time Mami asked.
"Neet to Mi."
The couple only let out a long sigh facing the stubbornness of his daughter.
"Mara promise, this is Mara's last mission, Mi...Pi's! Once from there, Mara will resign!", I said.
Maybe, that way both my parents will feel happy. The journey of making military members, must be over soon.
"really? After resigning, you want to replace Papi?"
I nodded."Yes, pa. Whatever the origin of mami and papi happy. But just this time, let Amara go!"
"But son, there's danger dear!" said Mami.
"This isn't the first, Mi. Mom just calm down. Mara will take good care of herself, Mara will be back for Mami and Papi!"
Rahardi and Kirana can't ban what her daughter wants. Importantly, the youngest daughter is now willing to change Rahardi's position.
"Yes, continue tomorrow again packing. Papi same mommy rest first."
"Yes, Pi, Mi!"
Mommy and Papi are out of my room. I filled my suitcase. Six months I will be there. Hopefully, by that time, I can slowly throw away my feelings for Alby. I was sick and heartbroken because of Febri and Frans. I don't know why it hurts so much now! Is it because I was expecting too much????
My suitcase and backpack are ready. Tomorrow at noon we leave for the border via Halim Perdanakusuma airport.
Hopefully this time I will no longer make the wrong decision.
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Alby
I was playing with Nabil who had started to run smoothly even playing with all his toys. I purposely set up a safe place for him to be free to play anything without fear of getting him hurt. But that does not mean to let it go, Ani tea still keeps an eye on Nabil.
And right now, I'm in Nabil's playroom. My baby is starting to grow.
"Papapapp!", maybe Nabil is calling me. I smiled and accepted the toy he brought me.
"Nabil!", replace me who called him. He who was playing looked at me. He came back to me. I hugged and kissed her chubby cheeks.
Tired and tired from working as if it were gone if I was with Nabil. Lucky Nabil is a strong boy. He is rarely ill, thank God. Maybe he understood, he just had a pretentious papa busy with his own business. Teh Ani, Mak and Mila tea take good care of Nabil.
"Make note, how much tea his face has continued since this week? Aya naon Jang?", asked Mak while giving a bottle of Nabil milk. Nabil cheerfully received his milk bottle.
Mak is so sensitive to my condition. Maybe because he took care of me a long time ago.
I sighed while holding Nabil who was drinking milk with his bottle. Nabil held the bottle himself, but his eyes could not see me.
"You have no story or Jang! Not in the sniffers themselves. There are many things that people think. Don't keep the problem to yourself! The story goes to Mak!"
"Alby ain't nothing Mak!"
"Don't want the same story Mak?", asked Mak again.
"Why jungles? Same story Mak, can you help me?"
"There were women who were originally quite close to Alby Mak. From his attitude, Alby knows he likes Alby. At that time, Alby immediately shot the woman's question about her feelings to Alby!"
I took a short breath.
"He said he likes Alby, Mom. Alby is comfortable with her."
"Then?", asked Mak. I looked at Mak. When I look into the lap, it turns out that Nabil was asleep when the new bada Isya.
"Mak! You know, Alby's a tea widower. Even the twice widower who failed to be a good husband. Make Bia and make Silvy too. Alby doesn't want to hurt women anymore, including...Amara!"
"So, that woman's called Amara tea?"
I'm nodding.
"Gareulis? Namina geulis!"
(Beautiful huh? Her name is pretty)
"Pretty mak. She. Febri's profession. In fact.he used to catch up with Febri. But after Febri married Bia, she gave up."
"But the maneh who still hopes neng Bia want to return the same neng? Didn't you learn from your previous mistakes? Must be, right? There's no way we're going to repeat the same mistake."
I'm silent.
"Jang, Bia is happy with Febri. Maneh should also be happy to see Bia happy. Everything has changed, Jang. Give your heart a chance to open a new page! Don't ever expect Bia to come back the same way again jang. I know, it all started with Mom. If only Mak didn't have to be operated for sure....!"
"Ngga. It's not Mak's fault. Alby was wrong. Not honest from the beginning. Not accepting Bia's help. Mak don't hurt yourself mak. Whatever happened was Alby's own fault. Hence...Alby is afraid, Alby traumatizes Mak if he has to open his heart to other women, including Amara."
"But..maneh same thought Amara right?", asked Mak.
"Mr...!"
"Don't lie about Jang's own feelings."
"But we are different!"
"Tell Mak? What makes a maneh like now?"
"She's still a girl, she's also a non-Muslim. Alby doesn't want to take her from her God just because of Alby. He also comes from a distinguished family. With Alby? Alby widower twice. Where is Mak worth?"
Mak Titin rubbed his face for a moment.
"There is no term for people taking someone from their Lord Jang. If indeed he decided to come with you of his own accord, it would not be wrong. What's wrong is that you forced her to follow you as a condition to be with you. That's what's wrong."
"But we're too different!"
"Yes, think well. Whatever the decision may be, Mak will support it. Maybe it still takes time to forget about Bia. But, never expect Bia to come back to you jang. Let him be happy, don't bother him anymore!"
My mother left me with Nabil. The phone I put next to me rang.
Azmi calling
Tumben the boy called at this hour? The feeling of work is all right.
[Assalamualaikum Boss]
[Guardiansalam]
I answered softly because Nabil was on my lap.
[You want to hear the latest news?]
[What the hell? Don't talk!]
Azmi chuckles to hear me who is starting to sewot but a little whisper. He knows I'm with Nabil.
[Tomorrow afternoon, Amara left for the border. Via Halim Perdanakusuma! Wanna try to let him fail to leave, right? Yesterday in samperin to home, never met, right?]
[Where's the info from Lo?]
[From people I trust. It's not important you know who it is]
[Ck?!]
[Hahaha, don't be so pretentious. Tomorrow I'll be working handel. Before he goes to base, he'll have an apple in his office. Meet gih! From late, there is Lo nyesel sampe to ubun-ubun!]
[Gue..nemuin' him in there anyway?]
[Hum! Why no?]
[Gak ah! Shame time!!]
[Whatever anyway! I was kind enough to love the info. Especially the work handle!]
[Too me, Azmi! There must be a lot of people there. What about my Amara Nyuekin?]
[Haha!!! Lo??? Afraid of cuekin? Don't you realize this whole time nyuekin people? Where is the boss? Ever thought about it, they yan Lo cuekin, even Lo ocehin use the words judes Lo? Hello??? Karma is real, Boss!!! Come on, Assalamualaikum!]
Azmi chose to end her phone call rather than receive a swearing from her superior.
Si***n the boy! Lucky temen!
I let out a breath. Should I see Amara tomorrow? The business he wants to hear my explanation or not, the important thing is that I have conveyed it.
If he was going to leave, that was the decision he made. I won't force her to understand my position.We've never had any relationship before. It's just, something has to be straightened out here. About reality, about feelings and the whole thing!