Halal Me With Your Parent's Ridho

58. Turns out This

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POVS. Setyo

The plane I was riding had landed a few minutes ago, and now my step was out of the exit area of one of the airports in East Java. I don't know why the return now feels different from my previous return. Was it because of an important impasse I had to make for my life or was there something else waiting for me there.

As usual the woman who was close to me these past few years has been waiting as usual in front of the exit door of domestic flights. His face was always radiantly decorated with smiles and gazes full of admiration for me, which honestly made my heart ache a little.

" Assalamualaikum "

" Mualla, "

" Have you waited long ? "

" Fair. " His reply was short while smacking a smile on his face.

We also walked to the travel car that we had ordered before, which would take us to a city that is famous for knowing the taqwa. During the trip there was no meaningful conversation between us, except the usual questions of exchanging news and the busyness we did.

The travel car we were riding also reached our destination city, I first drove him to the dormitory where he lived. After I got off to drive her all the way to the dormitory, it would be unethical if I just drove her up to the gate. We walked because the road we passed was wet because the rest of the rain had subsided with some puddles there - here.

I don't know why, suddenly my heart was pounding so hard I don't usually feel this other than with him. I tried to shake off the feelings I had been trying to hide all this time, or had I started to open my heart to the woman I was walking with.

Let me look forward right to the terrace of the dormitory that has been seen, why my heart is getting worse. Not long after the drizzle came unexpectedly, we stepped in hastily rushing towards the terrace. Until I found a familiar face silhouette for me that looks faint under the dim light of the porch.

" It's strong up here, yes, it's night "

" Yes, "

" I'll pick you up in the morning, Assalamualaikum. "

" Good Mas, Walaikumsalam. "

Feet seem heavy to go further, especially my heart really - really can not be invited to cooperate. Moreover, the figure on the terrace could really mess with my mind for now. From a distance the figure seemed to welcome the arrival of the woman who picked me up earlier familiarly, they entered the dormitory together. And before entering the figure turned towards me, hatinkumencelos as the woman's face was clearly visible.

I assure myself, there is no way she is the woman I have been trying to cover her existence in my heart from anyone. There's no way he is, I'm pretty sure it's not him, where maybe he's there, definitely not him. Maybe it was just because I was too tired and because of the illumination.

I throw my body on my bed, which I have not lived for 3 months without the intention of cleaning my body that is quite sweaty. My mind can not be distracted from the events I experienced earlier, is he really ? that's a question that's always on my mind. I quickly got up and looked for something I had hidden in the deepest side of my closet, how stupid I looked.

After a long time of stirring - stir my glue, because the box I was looking for was moved from the last time I kept it. I opened the small brown box, my heart rippled tat as my hands began to pull out one by one the contents in the box.

Htc .... tok .....tok ......

" Le, until the bath first "The sound of mother from outside.

My hand quickly put all the contents of the box back in, and immediately hid the very valuable item from someone else. I quickly walked to the door and opened it.

" Chew Buk, soon I'm still straightening my back that feels sore. "

" Therefore take a shower first, mother has prepared warm water for you. "

" Buk Enggeh, thank you. "

I opened the closet and took the clean towel that was there, immediately I stepped my foot into the bathroom. It was true that a warm bath was enough to relax my body and slightly untangle my mind that was in a state of turmoil.

The clock shows at 23:00, after I finished a little chat with my family members. I said goodbye to first enter the room because I was tired due to the trip I did. Though honestly there is something else I want to do immediately, which I tried to hold back from earlier.

Immediately I took the box that I threw under the bed because of the arrival of my mother who arrived - arrived. I gently swiped the box, opening this was like opening an old wound that I had intentionally kept tight - tight all this time.

I took the contents out of the box one by one, without feeling the crystal crystal grains just fell out as my hands stared at a piece of photo. The only photo left of hundreds of others that have been taken by the family. I slowly rubbed the face of the girl in the photo, her cheerful smile always still felt in my eyes. The girl who has never been replaced by anyone in my heart.

The girl who has been queen in my heart since our first meeting. The girl who was able to destroy my life, make my life turn 180 degrees. I took one more item from the box, and sure enough my heart really hurt with all this. Last night I could only cry over this all by myself just like a few years ago.

Without feeling I fell asleep by hugging a photo in my hand. My faint with the morning dawn prayer, I sat down trying to gather my consciousness let alone my eyes felt so swollen. What kind of man am I who can only regret a foolish decision I made, if only I had enough courage.

This morning I plan to visit Lenni's house, yes she is a woman who has been close to me for the last few years. If you say girlfriend is not but just a friend, I think our relationship is more than a friend. I don't know if we were close because my family forced me to be close to him, while Lenni seemed to have put his heart on me.

When it comes to my heart, never ask me how I feel about her. Because honestly the heart already has its own queen, yes she who I always call in every prayer of my night. Whether fate brings us together or not is clear my heart already has it fully.

" Om Yoyo, take me to school ? "

" Yes the beauty of Om, Om incidentally will go to school Jasmine wants to pick up Aunt Lenni. "

" Asik hooray - hooray, "

" Yo, are you walking with Lenni ? "

" Enggeh Buk, Lenni's parents invite Setyo to Buk's house. "

" God willing Buk, "I kissed my mother's hand trying to convince her.

" Come Jasmine's done yet her breakfast ? "

" It's Om. "

The two of us left home down the street looking crowded in the morning. Along the way the little girl was unrelenting - constantly chattering typical of small children telling all the things that she considered interesting. Occasionally will laugh giggling and occasionally put on an annoyed face when he tells things he does not master. Especially when she told her new Mother Teacher she was very enthusiastic.

" Same Aunt Lenni beautiful where ? " I don't know why the question just popped out.

" Ehms, beautiful Ms. Dance anyway I think you are unfortunately the same Miss Dance. "

" Is it true, Aunt Lenni's pretty feeling ? "

" Big No Om, ahh. "

Children today are very good at anything including being good at judging things. I could only smile and rub my nephew's head. Because it was too early in the morning I decided to go to the dormitory first because Jasmine's school entrance hour was only 08:00 while it was still 06:45.

I led the little girl to the side door that led to the dormitory, everyone who saw us must have thought that the girl next to me was my daughter. If you look - look it's appropriate at my age to have a daughter the age of Jasmine. What a daydream is this, until the two corners of my lips are lifted up to imagine it.

" Ih On Yoyo why smile, smile so ditangkanya om why else. ,"

The mouth of my sister's son is why exactly the same mother, likes ceplas - ceplos.

" No why - why, "

" Yey, Omnya even smile again seneng ya want to meet Aunt Lenni, want to date huh ? "

" Hust. "

" Tau is, "

Finally we arrived at the dorm terrace the atmosphere in the dormitory seemed quiet. Suddenly my heart just beats not because, why else is my heart. Looks like I have to check up on health immediately because from last night it seems like something is wrong with my heart.

"Assalamualaikum "

" Why is there no answer ? " Sounds the voice of a little girl.

" We'll wait a minute. "

We were just waiting to stand at the door because there was no truth from within. Until a middle-aged woman came from the side of the dormitory approaching them.

Assalamualaikum, I'm sorry who's looking ? "

" Walaikumsalam Ma'am, I'm looking for Lenni. "

" Oh ...... Monggo come in. Let me call. Sampean sat here first. "

I also led my little nephew to the sofa that was closest to the door. And sat our bodies there while waiting for Lenni who was still summoned by the middle-aged woman earlier. The atmosphere is quiet in this dormitory even though from the story Lenni usually the atmosphere here is quite crowded, before sitting I only saw two people sitting on the sofa that is located back to my seat.

" Let's go Tar. "

" Yes come on, "

The sound of footsteps from the pantofel shoes that collided with the floor, as if racing against my heartbeat. Suddenly the atmosphere around me felt cold whether this feeling.

" Mum Dance "chick Jasmine with a bang.

The two women passing in front of us stopped their steps. I directed my gaze to one of those who I thought had a name called by Jasmine. And it just so happened that our views met up to a few seconds.

" Oh that's Jasmine's teacher's mother, Jasmine went along with Miss Dance huh. ? "

" Jasmine ? "

" Yes Ma'am, Jasmine left for the same Miss Dance huh ? "

" Yes, saying yes to the same old baby. "

" Om, Jasmine left first, Assalamualaikum....... " Kissed my hand by Jasmine.

I was really unable to digest everything that was going on at this time, suddenly my tongue was crotched - my bones just fell. Until even the words from Jasmine can't answer.

" Let's Mr ......... " Say it while smiling at me .

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