Floating Boat

12

...Consideration Trial...

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Roman-roman night that had insisted wanted to penetrate the veins and bones of prosperity between two selves. In the dark grey night when there was no more noise-raising sign of the meaning of the value of life now began to close the holy aurat. Charisms in relationships that have lately strengthened have begun to break away when household thirst verses are perched in the heart. He, however, was keen to convey a glimmer of hope to his family before returning with a message for family harmony.

At first I did not believe so much in his desire to accept the word as beautiful as the full moon, letting it enter and sit on the throne of the heart. There, the word becomes a king who manages the rules of feeling in order to be a handle towards the dream of the future.

Let !. I will not forbid it because it has fought the character of love to seek wise choices to complete half of my veins that are still with it.

And so with my little veins, a little dream of mine and a simple smile of mine as an important access to the most expected time because he understands, in him there is me.

After that night, he tested me, Miss now wants to go back to Makassar. The studies he did in the village for a while he put off. He wanted to go home just to bring my hope and his hope to his family that we wanted to get married.

That time, in the morning. He made his point in front of my mother who was going back to Makassar. With various considerations, he spoke openly to my mother.

I who was present there could only hear the decision made by Miss.

On his face there was no remorse. Only visible cheer, a new thought, is impossible to say.

"Miss, say what you want to say ! don't make me confused sitting in front of you, son ?."

Before the idol of the heart said what was running around his mind, he had a chance to look at me. Anxiety began to close his mouth to speak the potluck.

Seeing her like that, I spoke to my mother to represent her.

"Mom, actually I and Miss have chosen the path that people have been walking all along."

"What street ? speak clearly, son, let me not be confused."

"But before, me and Miss apologized Mom. It might be a little surprising when you hear it."

"Take a quick talk, let me listen. If it's good, yes Mother will definitely respond to you but if it must be considered then I will think about it, son. So talk !."

"Me and Miss have decided to get married, Mom !."

"What... getting married ?. You know not son ?!. Getting married is not a simple matter that you can decide for yourself or both of you want. The marriage should be discussed with all the families or do you want to marry secretly without the knowledge of the two families ?."

"Mom, we don't want feelings, the relationships we've built don't get anywhere. Our intention is to build a household and avoid slandering people to us that anytime it can happen. Mom, isn't getting married a good thing ?."

"Marriage is a good thing, but it takes concrete consideration to decide, son. Everyone, indeed, must marry, build a household, and continue living. So that by getting married, life becomes more purposeful and orderly. I understand that, son. However, you decided this too early, Missing only two months here today, he came here not for a marriage purpose but in order to finish his education. I strongly agree if you are married to Miss but think again both you and Miss. His family will definitely reject you, son. Are you sure, son, it will be accepted by his family ?."

"Eden sure, Mom !."

"Then, I want to ask Miss"

"Hindu, what do you see in Eden that you want to be married to my Son whose social status is much better than yours ?. And can you guarantee that your family will accept it or not ? and how much do you love, Eden, miss ?."

"Mom, as long as I'm here, I've known Eden enough. He is a young man who I think is unique and responsible. Every day that I go through here, the problems that I face, the complicated conditions, Eden is there, he accompanies me in many ways. I don't believe that my family will accept it, but I'm not sure if my family will. In my family's life there is a principle that our bloodline has used for generations. Marrying what is and being happy what is ?. That principle has taught me to choose a man who can give as is. With that principle, I sat in front of Mom, wanting to find out what kind of answer Mom gave me ?."

"Yes, if you're sure you're getting married, I can't forbid. There is only one thing you should know. Eden, there's no treasure for him to bring before your family."

"Mom, for that matter, let God determine it. If so, tomorrow Miss will leave for Makassar with my Phinisi."

I was so happy after hearing my mother's reply that responded to our intentions. The other thing, I'll lose Miss for a while. He's going to leave with a wonderful wish, talk about it to his family.

When you are finished with Mom. Miss started packing her clothes. He'll leave me here alone.

"Miss, don't you want to take me with you ?."

"Eden, I'll be right back. I want to take you to see my family, I want you to speak directly to my parents. It's just that, the most anti Bugis Makassar a woman when he came home, he brought men to his house. You can catch up with me on another ship."

"But...? how is it ? my feelings are not happy. When our relationship was discussed before my mother, I was so happy. Seeing you tidy up your clothes, I felt devastated. My heart why whisper that you won't come back here to see me, Miss ?."

"That feeling, throw it away, Eden. Where maybe I won't come back here. I still haven't finished my final studies here. The education that I have been doing on campus will never be finished if my job here is not completed. Don't worry too much about me, I'll definitely come back to see you here, light up our relationship."

He kept his clothes straight. While I could only move on, accept the fact that she was leaving.

Yeah..., what do you want ? if it is a mate, miss will definitely come back but if not then enough I hope to marry her.

Love can sometimes be guessed for something wrong but it may also be true. My worries are a hard reason to make me think positively because Miss is a City woman. There are many better young men than me.

Come back for me Miss...!