Happy Fajarini

Episode 29's

This morning, the radiance of arunika has not completely grabbed the earth. The voices of the children were already quiet before dawn. As for me, still curled up under the thick blanket occasionally glimmered in trembling from the water from the clouds last night. I don't know what time I came home and just closed my eyes before dawn.

I forced myself to open my eyes as the glare of the sun slipped through the gap that hit me. I reached for the clock, my eyes narrowed to see the number that the middle of the short needle showed and then threw it away. My temples feel throbbing and heavy. If I don't remember today being my final divorce hearing, I probably won't be until noon. Ah, my eyes must still be very puffy now. Will Mas Kukuh think I'll cry? Very noticeable it turns out. Guilt is still stirring plus my disappointment due to my absence last night.

At 08:13 I began to move with staggering steps. I forced myself to take a shower after eating and drinking paracetamol. Usually Mas Kukuh who always provide me with medicine every time the rain. Habitually? Error, this year. Only one year. But why does it feel like I'm used to it, I'm damning myself. I checked my phone again. No missed calls or messages. Where exactly is Hardcore? I contacted Sendawa again but still nil. Connected but not picked up by the owner of the phone. For Hardcore, I'll look for him later at his house. Now my business with Mas Kukuh must be resolved immediately.

About this wedding. Marriage is based on a fatal mistake. The demon man who always tried to get rid of me from living Hardcore just because of his love I rejected in the past. Even though the love had faded, his grudge towards me seemed to be endless. Like right now, I think he treated me well just to be deceptive. I looked at the green painted building in front of me now. Someone dressed in black patted my shoulder from behind, I turned my head and nodded.

During the trial, neither I nor Mas Kukuh interjected or denied all the judge's verdicts. Everything was going the way I wanted it to be from the beginning. The sobbing from behind made me feel even more bitter.

tok tok tok tok

Legitimate. Me and Mas Kukuh officially divorced. The sound of crying from behind grew more and more stupefied. I have not dared to turn my head, my tears are pouring down my cheeks. While Mas Kukuh immediately moved to calm the figure he called the mother.

"Happy," called the mother in her hoarse voice. I wiped my tears and stood there holding back my tears.

"Mother." I went straight to him and prostrated myself at his feet. "Sorry Ra, Mom. Sorry Ra can't be a dutiful daughter-in-law to Mom. Please don't hate Ra, ma'am."

"The wrong mother, son. Mother who insisted and did not want to hear your explanation at that time. Mom and dad are causing you to get caught up in your marriage. I'm sorry, Son." Mom sagged to the floor and hugged me. The crying broke out was inevitable. I never imagined my life would be like this.

"Dec, for Mas you're the best. Never blame yourself for this being arranged by God. And you don't blame what's happened in the past." I nodded, looking back at the middle-aged woman who still looked very despicable. Not long ago the father left this world but the mother must have faced the fact that her son is now undergoing a divorce.

I pacified my mother, made her stand up and then swept her towards the car.

"Mas." I prevented Mas Kukuh who was about to get into the car. "Thank you for being in my life all this time. Don't you ever hate me."

Mas Kukuh walked up to me again and stared at my eyes intensely while stretching out his hands. I who was no longer strong immediately rushed to hug him tightly. This nice guy who's been filling my days for over a year is whispering me words that seem to give me a booster to start again tomorrow without him.

"Mas pamit yes. You do not miss, hahaha," as well as Mas Kukuh then continued his words, "May we meet again. You take good care of yourself, Dek. Keep our short story here." He pointed to my heart.

"I will keep it in a room that no one can open, even though he is enthroned in this great space of heart. I'll keep a small space filled with our memories for myself. Be careful on the road, Mom. Congratulations on living your widower's life. Haha." He laughed and hugged me tightly again.

"Mas go, Deck." I nodded, waving my hand.

Sometimes when we are at a crossroads, it is impossible for us to walk on both roads. We must choose one of the ways that we think is good even though it must hurt the hearts of many people. Not for the sake of anyone, but for yourself who must choose what happiness you will achieve.

But it cannot be denied, the flow of life has been arranged as neatly as possible by the Creator. So, if anyone is still worried about how tomorrow, where to go, whether in the future it will end tragically, or happiness, it is all established. Everything God has set is about the good of all. Even if we find a story that may be bad in our lives, it is our own possibility that changes the destiny of good to bad.