Dahlia Thick

The Part 20

“What rotten idea?”The question came from the door of the room.

“Mbak..!”Turns out Isma listened to everything we talked about.

“Mas, we just call penghulu” Reveal Mbak Isma with a little emotion.

“Do not emotion so, we talk about this well” said Mas Ridwan who always calms.

Angga arrived to come with a drowsy face bent, “Why is this?”

Mbak Isma's screams were heard up to her parents' house, and Angga's response made her head straight for her brother's house.

++++++

After a few emotional conversations, the four of us finally fell silent. Mbak Isma's voice that raises his ears, making Angga and Mas Ridwan feel worried that the voice was heard until the next village.

“If you were married, would you like Mel?” The question with that gentle tone came from Mas Ridwan's mouth.

“Mas, looks like I can't. I've had a hard day. And I can only feel confident seeing a lot of people after now this”.

Isma's mother, who was upset by her sister's behavior, clenched her hands while wanting to immediately hit her sister. While Angga even folded his face towards the floor of his sister's house.

“I once promised to take all of Kemal's milk, I thought this was just a form of affection from the mother who ignored him. I also promised to take him, but God willing later if there was a man who would accept me as is”

Hearing my strong words, Sister Isma could not hold back her emotions anymore.

“Basically you, shucks, ashamed I have a sister like you. Worth your life urakan urakan kay.a gini....!”.Reveal Sister Isma by hitting her soft fist at her younger brother.

“It's mah, already...do not like this.”Her husband said by hugging her from behind to stop her blow against Angga.

“You must take the silver lining, that all this time we took care of your own little sister's son. Not someone else's kid or even Ayam” Noodleman's kid

“I'm really sorry for being such a hassle!” I said sorry to do with a little prostrate.

“Do not like that wake up....!”.Mas Ridwan is still a kind and calming prosecutor in this court of my life.

“Okeh, you don't have to bring this kid. We love this child like our own. Marry, and start all over from the beginning” The wise words came out of a mother's mouth. He seems to know very well what my struggle with reality is like.

“Thanks for all his kindness, may Allah repay your kindness beautifully. But to get married still seems not to be.”Answer me with shame. Embarrassed by all the sins I've ever committed.

“Isa...!”Replied Isma somewhat tautly.

“Mbak...!”said Angga while wanting to scream but held back

“You're quiet..!”Isma even snapped at her sister.

“Alright, if that's your decision. We can't do much. But as a mother, it would be good to think about it first. At least if your distance is close to us, you can see the growth of Kemal well!”Reveal Ridwan wisely.

These tears are not my strength, I'm sure said Mas Ridwan this indeed has a point. But what can make a wound that ever existed makes this heart refuse to say yes. Not to mention I already have a commitment with Mas Rendra. It's a pretty complicated story.

They respect my decision well. Such a situation is indeed the best way is to get married. But it's buried deep inside about the marriage I wanted with Angga.

“I Apologize, Mel!” The phrase Angga while holding the gas motorbike.

“I'm the one who should be sorry, I didn't expect it to be like this!”My regret to Angga.

Throughout our journey, it was only that word that we could communicate well. Because I was too busy to talk. There is a view of the expanse of yellowish-green carpet along the way, compactly harvested rice lined the edge of the road.

Sometimes he asks, “Where do you know my address”

I replied after a few minutes,”Google map.”.

He even shook his head, there was an unexpected feeling that he would be visited by someone he had loved very long ago. Now in a vehicle that can sit nearby, I deliberately slightly maintain the distance sitting on the duck bike.

+++++

When I got to Judah's wedding, I didn't do much either. Only shed tears as the Kabul ijab unfolded. The one who could only see me once in a while. Looking at my sad face, sobbing cries held back. And pray with hidmat when the penghulu pronounces the word lawful.

Angga's behavior is not good to see me so, want to entertain but we seem to keep the distance. He wanted to ease his tears but he did not want to show his attention.

It is undeniable, even though it has been almost 3 years apart the feeling is still there. Haven't you? Our relationship is tied to the baby Kemal.

“I go home, drop this for Kemal.” The words I said just before leaving. While clenching the envelope into his hand Angga.

“Ga no...”Angga directly returned the Money I saved several months ago.

“The affection can not be judged from how much money, this is only a form of small attention from people who have ever contained it.” I said I was able to silence Angga who insisted on rejecting the Envelope containing the money.

“Then, your heart is on the way.” Simple words that Angga said to me while waving his hand.

During this long journey, my mind went there. Thinking of this plan but not finding a way out, thinking of other plans but still with a solution with a dead end.

It was heartless to see the little angel bearing it herself, all the burdens that her biological parents should bear running from the word responsibility. Grateful Kemal has new parents who still have blood ties to him. This dahlia really exists in a condition of extraordinary concentration.

If this bus is the same as the bus I was riding when I was overwhelmed with the excitement of time to Bandung, maybe this bus sound will issue the song Bunga Dahlia Also.

+++++

“What…….? Who allowed you to go to Yogya?” Riki asked with a snapping tone.

“I...aku..cuman” I replied with a little nervousness. Didn't know he would react this hard.

“Mel, you don't remember what happened that time. Your decision never involved me at all. When you decided to conceive the child, your decision gave the child to Angga and now silence you go visit Angga!” Reveal Riki who showed his disappointment with eyes bulging like to jump from his place.

“Ki, Don't so please. I didn't go there to see Angga! But.....!”

“But...Who?” Riki asked cutting my conversation

“Kemal...I met the boy!”