
A small lake surrounded by green hills. The lake water looks deep blue. Water splashing and bird chirping into a soothing music that sings beautifully. The sun seemed timid to reveal itself because it was blocked by a fairly thick cloud.
In the middle of the lake, there was a girl sitting sweetly on a rock. Somehow to get to the middle. It seemed that the girl was enjoying this calm atmosphere very much. He sat up and turned his head while closing his eyes. Even his hair was left just flicked by the wind. He doesn't care.
She is Dina. The girl who grieved her heart. The girl who is always visited by problems in her life. Even the problem comes incessantly. When will he be happy? When does happiness really come and then settle in? I don't know.
"Where are you?" the first question from across there after Dina decided to answer the incoming call a third time.
"I want to be alone" replied Dina slowly. Even his eyes were still closed.
"Where are you?" again, the question was still from the same person. Because he has not received the answer he wants. This time his voice sounded even colder.
"I'm in the village. Don't come!" dina replied quickly, and in the next second she slightly cursed herself. He had promised not to tell the man. Who else if not Deni.
His intention was to calm down for a moment. But now the man knew of his existence. Even himself said it. Basic Dina weak faith. He would always be weak if it was related to Deni.
"Kampongs? Why not say goodbye?" Deni asked in a hoarse voice. He tries to hold back his emotions. Even Dina who was far across there also knew how Deni was trying to contain his anger.
"I've been saying goodbye to Om and Auntie" is the issue of saying goodbye or not important to discuss now?
"But not the same as me! Do I mean nothing to you anymore?" enough questions made Dina's heart feel a little disturbed. It's easy for this guy to question that. Deni doubted it again.
Doesn't matter what? Even Dina herself broke the promise she had made just from hearing the voice of the man. Dina luluh's.
"Don't add to the burden of my mind. I'm here to calm down. Not to argue anymore with you" Dina answered quickly while holding back her annoyance of course. He then decides on the call first. Not forgetting to turn off the phone. Dina really wants to calm down.
"And you're bi .." Deni's speech was cut off when the call ended. "Is it that hard to ask me for permission?" he murmured slowly while staring at his phone. Then make another call, but unfortunately Dina's phone is not active. "I have to catch up with you" he said on a phone featuring a Dina photo on his screen.
...
"You don't know" the first answer from the Mama when Deni asked why his mother why not tell about Dina's departure.
"What's wrong with Ma to say the same to me? I don't know. I guess he didn't go to college because of some other business. Kan Mama knows for herself how closed she is" Deni began to argue with the Mama.
"Kok even turn on Mama anyway? You're the one who never cared. Have you ever wanted him to eat or not? Have you ever wondered if last night he slept well or not? Have you ever asked if he had any problems? Has it ever been Deni?" Aunt Rini was silent for a moment while looking at her eldest son. "Don't you think it's because you guys live in the house and then such simple questions don't matter anymore. Never think like that. Even if you live in one house, even later one room do not ignore these simple questions. That's a big thing, son. Very!" Mama gently rubbed Deni's arm sitting beside her.
"I'm sorry Ma" he said slowly.
"Good Ma. I'll catch up with Dina. Pray yes Ma, may I succeed in bringing Dina home" Deni asked Mama's blessing to be facilitated in her business to invite Dina home. Wkwk, there's-there's just lu Den.
"Haha, yeah. You will always wish the best for your children. Don't let the prospective mother-in-law scuff ya. Take him home all right. If not, watch out for you!" threaten the Mama while showing her fierce face.
"Yes Ma. Ja. Very strange" Deni immediately moved to his room. He had to pack his things to catch up with Dina who was outside the city.
...
The journey takes three hours. Even two hours before departure, Deni also conducts social activities conducted by his faculty. He was also appointed as the chief executive. I can't imagine how busy and tired he is. Maybe because of this busyness he rarely communicates with Dina. When was the last time he took the girl for a walk? It seems Deni can no longer remember.
Especially to get there he drives his own car. Though the Mama had offered to use a private driver only, but stubbornly Deni refused.
Tok to tok.
Deni knocked on a door. Somehow he was a little anxious when he thought about how Dina's response was after seeing her who was suddenly here.
"Who?" ask someone behind the door. But that wasn't Dina's voice. Play the voice of a man.
"Is this really Mr. Ahmad's house?" deni's first question after the door opened. Before him stood a young man who seemed to be several years older than him.
"really. Nyari Pak Ahmad?" ask the man back.
"No. I want to meet Dina. Can it?" the young man did not answer. Instead of staring at Deni from top to bottom, and from bottom to top.
"You're from town?" ask again. Deni simply replied with a nod of his head. Looks like Dina told me about myself and my family, she thought.
"Wait a minute" said the man before passing. Even he did not offer Deni to enter first.
Five minutes later, the man went back outside to see Deni. But there was no Dina with him. Where's the girl?
"sorry. Dinah is asleep. Maybe you can come back tomorrow" said the man. Is it true what he said? Or just a reason for Dina not to meet her? I don't know. Even now the new time shows at eight o'clock in the evening. Since when did the girl go to bed earlier? The questions kept coming to Deni's mind.
"alright. Thank you for the time" he said somewhat disappointed by the response given by Dina. Deni stepped foot out of the house. Then get to his car. He had to find a place to stay first. He needs rest. I don't know why he felt so tired today. "Don't get sick, plish" he said begging to himself slowly before running the car leaving the house where the girl's destination was home.