Guardians of the Heart #2
Chapter 30
Two months after my meeting with the Lieutenant there was no pressure from the parents about marriage, but they were more excited to prepare than before.
Every time there's a wedding exhibition Mom and Mom will come to see it, even without me but after that I have to listen to them for days about wedding dresses, decorations, buildings, buildings, catering to invitation cards from one weeding organizer to another weeding organizer. And the Lieutenant can only comment, “Biarin only, we just hear they are happy.”
And talking about the Lieutenant has been a few weeks since he did not go home, the condition of the homeland that is facing bomb terror in several areas lately makes the TNI and Police go the extra mile.
“Letnan not home yet?” asked Arga, I and Arga are currently in the field of Gasibu, his intention was to run in the morning but his run was just daunted finally hanging out at the tofu artisans who sell among a row of impromptu traders every week morning.
“Not yet,” I sighed while stirring the peel in my plate, “New fiancee instantly left duty.”
“Hehe.. fate has a husband candidate who is rich army so, must be ready to be left behind.. training from now on so that later pas nah wed not surprised anymore.”.
“Udah from a long time, Ga, his training even from before the courtship,” I said while bribing tofu.
“If it has been a long time should now be accustomed dong.”
“Now different, Ga, it feels.” I swallowed my food then went back to saying, “How rich are ya?”
“Don't know, I'm not thinking.”
“Ih! Not just you.”
“Oh, not dikirain nanya, hahaha.”
“Ckk..
“Because now the status has risen from dating to fiancee, yes it feels sure to be,” said Arga while putting an empty plate under the seat.
“Ciee... he said no fuss but it knows.”.
“Hahaha.. yes yes.”.
I spent my taps and then put the bowl under the chair like Arga.
“The window is now double-double, worry too. Not that yesterday did not miss and worry yes, but now add more kangen and worry levels.”
“Ya reasonable anyway, Key, later you marry will increase the rate again. Don't forget to just pray, hopefully he comes home safely.”
“Aamiin.”
After coming home from Gasibu I took a shower, changed my clothes and asked Dirga to take me to Sukajadi hoping that today the Lieutenant would come home. While waiting for his return I accompanied Papah watching the news about the hostage of 2 Indonesian journalists, 2 Japanese journalists, and 3 French journalists who were detained by one of the largest rebel organizations in Syria.
They demanded some money for the release of the 7 hostages, which seemed to have been rejected by the three countries.
“Not yet, our country is trying to pass diplomacy.”
“Why don't we just threaten back like France did.”
“Can't be like that, each country has its own policy but see what happens because of French carelessness? One of their citizens has been beheaded.”
Yes, a few days ago, shortly after France announced it was going to attack the city, one of the French journalists was beheaded in front of a camera connected to the world's internet. What a savage, they consider human life like an animal that can be beheaded because it is not worth to be exchanged for some money.
“Can't we send our soldiers there to free the hostages?”
“They will not allow soldiers from other countries to enter without their permission and supervision, let alone the condition of the country in such circumstances because that is required diplomacy.”
I nodded in understanding and went back to watching the news, until finally Mamah joined in. I saw a wall clock that was showing at 1pm, but the Lieutenant never came either.
“You must be sleepy, nap there!”
“Nothing, Mah, Kekey want to wait Mas Yudha.”
“We don't know if he's home yet, just slept in Yudha's room.”
“Croom.. Mas Yudha?” I don't believe Papah's words.
“Iya, Yudha.” room
“Yudonly also does not exist, anyways it will be the room you two so while you see anything that is needed for later, then, Mamah plans to change the bed and closet but later you definitely need a dressing table as well, anyway later you see continue to tell Mamah anything is needed, ok?”
I smiled as I nodded to Mamah's question before finally stepping upstairs to where the Lieutenant's room was. The top floor that has been renovated now feels wider with mamah minimalist furniture and I myself choose, some ornamental hanging cabinets attached to the wall with funny knickknacks, and I choose, some abstract paintings also enliven the upper floor which consists of the Lieutenant's room, Mamah-Papah room which will later move to the lower floor, guest room and additional one bathroom.
Most of the walls are made of long glass doors connected to the balcony and now open to make the indoor air feel fresh due to air circulation that is far from enough. I continued walking towards the Lieutenant's room which had now been enlarged. It's the first time I've entered the Lieutenant's room to get a deg-degan, hehehe.
My nose was immediately served by the typical fragrance of the Lieutenant that I missed so much, I looked around and smiled to see the typical room of a man with black furniture dominates, I walked towards the bedside buffet where there were several frames displaying photos of the two of us, there was also a picture of the Lieutenant with other Kopassus members, looking dashing with their red berets.
My smile immediately rose when I saw a large photo of me mounted on the wall, the photo that the Lieutenant took when on the riverbank Kubu, looks artistic because it is printed in black and white.
On the other side was a picture of the Lieutenant in command uniform as if he was practicing, seen he was cocked a long-barreled weapon. Just looking at the picture alone has made my heart beat crazily, in my heart I am grateful because this cool and dashing man is my future husband and priest.
I lay on the Lieutenant's bed and my smile rose again hugging the pillow because the smell of the Lieutenant coming out of it made me feel rilex and I finally fell asleep. I don't know how long I slept until the end I felt someone kiss my cheek before I could hear the door shut.
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