Dusk Rainbow

Finally accepted

Naimah picked up the tray that hit her feet and looked at David beside her. He already understood what Randu's father said, only he needed a reason from David. His chest continued to rumble, gratitude and nervousness mixed together until it filled his chest.

Application, so the intention of the arrival of Mr. Randu would propose to me.

His handsome face is authoritative, good and has a well-established job and rich, certainly many who crave such a man, but why should he be chosen to be his wife, he said, a poor widow who had a child.

"Mas, we have to talk" Naimah said without hesitation.

"Sorry sir, ma'am, excuse me first."

Naimah left the room full of question marks.

Father and the others raised their thumbs towards David who had moved from his seat. Encouraging the man not to give up and desperate to pursue the Jamu.

"If at the insistence do not want, just kiss Vid, later will also be destroyed," said the original Devan, and immediately make Raisya furious.

David follows Naimah to the side porch. The two sat facing each other against the table barrier.

Sepi, there was only the sound of crickets from the garden bushes heard, some twinkling stars and a shining crescent became a silent witness between David and Naimah who wanted to fight each other's mouths.

"Mas, why did you propose to me, don't tell me Susan asked?"

David laughed and looked up at the dark sky.

"Not Susan, but this is purely my own wish, I want to marry you. I want to protect you and Susan.'' David took out a small, maroon-colored box from his pants pocket. His hand under the table tightly grasped the box without telling Naimah.

"But this is impossible, my. I'm a widow, what will people say. We are like the heavens and the earth that can never be united."

"But heaven and earth complement each other. God created everything in pairs. Sometimes we need to close our ears. Households depend on two people who are bound to each other, not what others say. I marry you because of Allah, I want to follow in the footsteps of the Prophet, he married Siti Khadijah who is also a widow and wants to take care of her property, even though I am only a human being, at least I follow the Sunnah of the Apostle. Can look after you and Susan."

Naimah looked down in awe, she still did not understand David who was muddled with his decision, even the look on his face remained calm when facing him who was slightly snapping. 

"But, Mas __" 

"No need but now you have only two choices, accept me or reject me" David stressed. 

Naimah bit her lower lip, during her lifetime this was the first time she felt a high degree of confusion. As a woman who has undergone marriage, she has also tasted the sweet bitters of life. Even Naimah was swayed due to economic difficulties. However, now the situation is different, he already has Susan and that makes him hesitant to answer yes.

Silent, Naimah thought hard to make a decision, because this was not only for her, but also her daughter and David's family.

Mas David's a very nice guy, and Susan needs a father figure, too, but isn't this too soon.

"If you think over time, the answer is cut, so you can only answer yes, because the answer is no, it has been disqualified."

What kind of threat is that.

"That's the name of forcing" said Naimah with a sullen face.

David just held back a laugh. He put the little box on the table and opened it.

"Will you marry me?" david said softly.

Naimah stared at the diamond ring in David's hand, remembering the words of her late husband before exhaling her last breath. Where the man had advised to take good care of Susan, also allowed her to remarry if she left.

Naimah counted with her five fingers. 

Inevitably, his little finger turned out to fall on the choice of will.

Dizziness right, I am also dizzy to say what, maybe with this you will accept me.

"Come on, wait a minute?"

"I want to" answered Naimah straightforwardly.

As if doused in cold water, David's entire body felt cool. He pinned the ring on Naimah's ring finger as a sign of engagement.

"Now we're in, it's cold." David extended his hand towards Naimah, but was not accepted by the woman who chose to pass through David's sturdy body.

Shameful but willing.

David chuckled as he looked at Naimah's blushing face.

*****

That morning was different, Naimah's heart continued to beat fast, even he thought if he was not normal anymore.

Naimah looked at the ring in her hand and then at Susan who was still asleep. After the dawn prayer, he came out of his room to the kitchen, as usual, Naimah unpacked the contents of the refrigerator and took the materials to be executed. After that light the stove and mix milk for Raisya and Susan as well as some coffee.

David came up with a million charms, the man was still wearing a cocoa shirt as well as a black plain sheath. He accidentally stayed at Raisya's house to pick up Naimah's clothes that were still in the boutique.

"What do you cook?" asked David who was behind his future wife.

"If Doctor Raisya usually likes toast."

"Ssttt. Don't call him a doctor anymore, you have to call him Raisya and Devan's sister" David pinta as he grabs the spoon in Naimah's hand.

"But __"

Naimah stopped her words and lowered her head, not daring to return David's indecipherable gaze.

David stirred two glasses of milk, while Naimah stirred his coffee.

"Does you like coffee?" ask Naimah slowly.

"Like, let alone milk coffee, prefer."

Just as Naimah opened her mouth, the sound of a cry pierced through her eardrum.

"Mother, I'm hungry" cried Susan who had arrived at the kitchen doorstep.

David grabbed the tiny body and carried it.

"What do you want to eat?" ask David. 

"Fried rice equal eggs of cow's eyes. What would you like for breakfast?" asked Susan plain.

"Just like Susan, and from now on Susan has to call her father."

Susan looked at her mother who was busy cutting vegetables. In his mind, he wanted to ask, but David's eyes emphasized to obey his government.

"No papa, Mom?" asked Susan who was still in David's arms.

"No papa" Naimah replied in the end.

David stroked the head of Naimah covered in a black hijab and came out carrying Susan with a glass of milk in his hand.

Almost opening the front door, Naimah calls David again until the man stops his steps.

"What is the right breakfast?" ask Naimah.

"As much as you go, I go, " said David, who succeeded in making Naimah smile.

Not only are you handsome, but your heart is clean.