Dina - Deni 'Love Story'

Part 39's.

#Dina Pov's.

It has been almost a week that there has been no news of Deni and his colleagues. I don't know why, but I think everyone seems to be covering up something. Even I myself feel reluctant to ask this directly to Om Pras and Aunt Rini. Because I realized, he felt even more lost than me.

I don't know what I'm feeling anymore. Even to cry, I feel so tired. Because almost every midnight I blow everything on my night bow. I pleaded with the Lord wholeheartedly to return him to my arms. That'sallthatis. It is the name I have mentioned the most from the other names. Even I felt sinful to Father, Mother and Grandfather because I had started to mention their names a little in my prayers.

After the dawn prayer, I put some clothes in my suitcase. I can't keep going like this. I have to do something. Let all these bad thoughts that are always lodged in my head be a little less. Even though in the end I will still feel that loss, and still cry like crazy. I don't give a shit. What matters now is how I can divert all that. Although only temporarily.

If you think that I'm going to catch Deni there, then just put that thought down. Because, I would also never be able to do it even if I wanted to. Other than asking for permission which must have been very difficult, I also did not have enough money to travel that far away, if I chose to leave secretly.

At eight, after breakfast with the Deni family, I left for my hometown. Heading to Grandpa Ahmad's house. Although previously Aunt Rini did not allow me, but after I expressed various reasons then the permission I got. I want to calm my mind. I miss my family who were there too. Namely Grandpa Ahmad, Bang Angga and also Kak Dila. I said.

"You'll be back, won't you, darling?" asked Aunt Rini when I let go who was about to take the bus. His tone of voice trembled, making me not have the heart to leave in this situation.

"Yes Aunt. Dina will be back here. Because here is Dina's house. Where Dina will go home" I said while hugging the middle-aged woman. What else am I looking for? If true happiness is found.

"Later after you reach Aunty ya Din. Be careful on the road" Aunty Rini's last message before I set foot on the inter-city bus.

"Yes Aunt. Dina say yes" I immediately boarded the bus.

You take it easy Deni, I'm not leaving. Like promise. I'll stay here. In this place. I'm just saying good for a minute. I need something new to forget a moment of bad thoughts about you. I know, you're definitely going home. I'll be waiting. Until whenever it is. I will keep waiting for you.

The bus I was riding slowly started to move away from this very historic city for me. A city that has given a lot of lessons and also a lot of love from its people in recent years.

I didn't tell anyone other than the Deni family about my departure for how long. Even for college I have applied for a permit for a semester of college leave. I don't want unwanted things to happen and cause a very fatal thing because my mind is not okay. I was afraid to let the people who supported me down. That's why I prefer to apply for a leave permit.

"Tumben once home did not tell you" said Bang Angga after opening the door for me.

"Gue came home was not planned first Bang. Just go ahead" I replied as I pulled the suitcase into the house. Even my brother didn't help me at all. Tega was right so brother.

"Sorry Dina ya Kek. Dinah returned home was not planned the problem" said I who was still in the arms of Grandpa Ahmad. The man rubbed my back slowly. Just like my late grandfather did.

"No papa. You are free to go home whenever you want. This house will always be open for you, son. Do not hesitate to share the story, be it the same Grandpa, the same Angga, or the same Dila as well. We are all there for you" Grandpa Ahmad said slowly. I still hugged that old body. It feels so bad to give distance.

Oh yeah, about what happened to Deni, my family here already knows. Om Pras told Grandpa Ahmad the day after the news came. He said at that time 'your family is our family too'. When Om Pras said that, my tears broke again. I'm really grateful to have been found with this good family. Even very, very well.

"Now you rest first Dek. Later Abang woke up at lunch" Bang Angga who was behind my body said. I have been in this position for quite a while. Stand up while hugging Grandpa.

"Yes Bang" I replied slowly. Then immediately release my embrace from Grandpa's body. "Dina rest first Yes Cake. Later we will tell the stories" my permission to Grandpa Ahmad.

"Ready. Later the story is all yes" he nodded his head in agreement. I also replied with a nod of the head many times. Then immediately following Bang Angga who had already pulled my suitcase first. Basic Bang Angga, just now did not want to help. Now that there's Grandpa, I just want to help you. Huft.

"Why are you still standing there?" asked Bang Angga who realized I was still staring at the door of the room. I stared fiercely at him.

"What does that mean? I didn't want to help at all. Now that there's a new grandpa to help. Basic face finder lo Bang" scolded me while stepping into the room. Here I have my own room, if I forget to tell you.

"Haha. What the hell face? My face is handsome. What else to do?" reply Bang Angga with its special features. Too confident with that face. Aye, yes. I admit it. Bang Angga is a very handsome man. In the past, if not my own cousin, I would have almost fallen in love with that face. That was yes, not now. If now when compared with Deni ... Yes, Deni's looking everywhere. Haha ... Well, Deni how are you? When home?

After Bang Angga came out of my room, I lay down for a moment on the mattress with my legs dangling to the floor. My mind immediately turned to Deni. I immediately grabbed the bag next to my body. Then get the phone out of there. I tried calling Deni's cell phone number again. But the result remains the same. Still not active.

"Deni, you must be fine, right? Aye right? Quickly home. I miss you" I murmured softly as I stared at the portrait of Deni on my phone screen.

"No-no. I came here to clear my mind. Not adding to the burden. I have to do something" I said again. After informing Aunt Rini that I had reached Grandpa Ahmad's house, I got out of bed and grabbed the towel in the closet. I can't be like this. I can't make people who love me worry.

"Rise Dina. Prove to people that you are a strong girl. The girl who is not troublesome. You have to make people who love you proud of you in their lives. Especially Deni. You can" I told myself in front of the bathroom mirror.