
Day changed month.. It didn't feel like almost a year we were in this 'dating' relationship. I also gradually fell in love with Angga. And now I have the title of strata one. Luckily before graduation, I was accepted to work in one of the private companies. I worked as an architect there. The happiest person is my mother. Yes, my mother has carried out my late father's last request to send the four of us to pass strata one. We were five brothers, now there are four brothers, my sister died of illness. Though at that time the deceased had been accepted at one of the public universities in this city. The age of man no one knows. It is the destiny of Almighty God.
My mind floated considering what his mother Kak Angga said last night.
"Son Anita.", she began the conversation.
"Tante see you and Angga have been in a relationship long enough, right..? Where are you going to take your relationship?" continued.
Me and Angga looked at each other. I waited for Brother Angga to answer his mother's question.
"Yes.. We're serious about this relationship, Ma.. But we don't have any plans for the next stage yet. Anita seems to still want to focus on her career, Ma.. Because he has only been a few months into the world of work. And Assume financially not yet ready, Ma.", Angga replied at length followed by a nod.
"Hmmm.. All right, mama has a suggestion how about you guys apply first?" Mama Angga's.
We looked back at each other and Angga squinted his right eye at me. We finally agreed to his advice.
Exactly one week later, Angga and his extended family came to propose to me. Now there's a gold ring on my ring finger a sign I've been 'tied' by my lover.
Before I go to sleep - look at the ring. I'm so happy. After the two families had negotiated, it was decided that our marriage would be held next year. That means we have a year to prepare for everything. One year that we must be good at taking care of ourselves, guarding the heart and maintaining the good name of each family.
Just now I was about to fall asleep arrived - arrived ....
"titt. tiiitt.. tiettt.", a message came in on my phone. It was a message from Angga.
"What are you doing again? Have you slept yet?" Fill message.
"He. he.. You likey? I'll buy you a nicer and more expensive one for the dowry.. I nabung first.. hahaha.", Reply.
"Okay, sister.not necessarily what - how.. The important thing is valid later. hahahaa.".", I reply again.
We both did not come from a wealthy family of seven descendants. However, we are very grateful for what we have.. Harmonious family, enough possessions and good friends. Life in the world is not just about possessions. Grateful for being given health in order to do halal work to meet the needs of life.
"Yes deeehh.. May God give us good intentions.. I promise, I will give you a beautiful marriage" Angga said through his short message.
And I said, "Yes, brother.. I will also help you as much as I can to make it happen."
"Yes, honey.. bobok yuk..!!" Angga sent me another message. I read that message the next day. It turned out that I fell asleep last night before she returned my message.
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Prov Robi The Ex
I heard from Anita's best friend that my ex-boyfriend had been proposed to by her boyfriend tonight.
"So soon did he forget me? While I've been here for a year, I haven't been able to forget. Everything we went through still comes to my mind. Maybe this is what you call the best ex? The other woman I met was not as understanding as she was. Maybe I'm wrong too, always keeping it. But I cannot change my nature. I've always been terrified that I'd be abandoned by you, Anita.. You're beautiful, independent, smart and certainly a lot of guys fall for you.... And I heard one more year they're getting married. That means there's still a year left to get her to change her mind to marry that guy", she said.
"I have to find a way... Way to get Anita back to me", while I clenched my hand.
The Prov Robi END