How Matcha Love You's

Good People for Good People

Malik and his mother and sister were having dinner together. Malik is happy to be able to eat together with his loved ones and at the same time he also feels nervous because he intends to ask his mother for blessing back to propose to Salma after dinner.

After all had finished his meal, Malik and Sarah rushed over to clean the tableware. As usual, Sarah was in charge of washing the dishes while Malik lifted the dirty dishes and wiped the leftovers on their simple dining table.

Malik was done with his work, he soon followed his mother who was sitting in the room while folding some clothes.

Malik slowly stepped up his legs, although he thought his mother would not make the difficult decision for him like two years ago, but still Malik felt his heart was racing.

Malik sat down in front of his mother. Sometimes she would pick up clothes and help her mother. He took a little time to prepare himself.

Bu Siti smiled seeing her son who did not want to see her bother. Seeing his son swiftly folding his clothes, he was very grateful to have a son who cared deeply for him.

All the clothes that were originally piled up in front of Bu Siti, were now neatly arranged quickly thanks to the help of her son. After finishing folding clothes, Malik went back to arrange the clothes in his mother's closet. Lady Siti who saw that, unceasingly smiling, she felt very lucky.

When he finished, Malik sat down again in front of his mother. Malik slowly took his breath, then exhaled it. Malik tried to go back and ventured.

“Bu.” Malik.

Ms. Siti who saw her son look serious, suddenly she felt a little worried especially considering her son's current expression was the same as the one she had seen when her son asked for blessing to propose to Salma. Although that was long enough, but because that time was the first and only time Malik asked permission to apply for a woman, it was only natural that Ms. Siti kept remembering almost all the details of what her son was doing and saying back then.

Ms. Siti just looked at her son, without answering a word.

“I want to reapply Salma.” Malik said confidently while looking at his mother's face.

‘’’’’

Inside the room, Salma was unceasingly smiling. She feels very happy after hearing her parents are no longer opposed to her relationship with Malik.

“Not in vain Malik we kept it all this time.” Salma. It felt like he immediately contacted Malik and said this happy news, but he remembered Malik who was fighting for the best way. Salma doesn't want to bother Malik who wants to pick her up in the best way possible. As Malik said before, he does not want to do anything that religion does not allow. Recalling that, Salma paused her intention to contact Malik.

Salma lay herself on the bed “comfortable once.” He muttered while holding his phone. He thought, he and Malik just need a little patience for their happy ending. Salma continues to convince herself to believe in the beautiful destiny that may be awaiting them. Although his evil thoughts continue to try to tease and ask him to continue to contact and meet Malik. Salma had to keep restraint for the beautiful things that were waiting at the end of the path of her beautiful wait and her first love.

Salma wakes up to put her phone on her desk and lies down again, hoping her sleepiness can pick her up soon to lead her into a quiet dream. “Oiya.” Salma remembered that she had not prayed. Salma recited prayers before going to bed and also prayed that she could make her parents happy and be able to live happily with her loved ones, then closed her eyes again.

‘’’’’

Malik, who saw his mother looking worried, tried to convince her again.

“Bu I can't forget Salma and Salma too. He still likes me.” Said Malik with a feeling of a little worry.

Seeing her son who returned to me with the same request made Bu Siti's worry multiply. Although he used to feel very happy to hear his son wanted to propose to Salma who was a girl he also liked, but this time it was different. Although Malik wants to propose to someone the same, but Bu Siti's decision has changed. He no longer wanted Salma to be his daughter-in-law. He was already very disappointed given how much Malik suffered because of the rejection that Salma's parents did. Lady Siti turned her eyes away, she no longer saw her son.

The hopeful feeling that Malik previously felt faded when he saw the look on his mother's face that did not support his decision. Malik closed his eyes, he turned his mind away who kept thinking of scary things for him. She thought this time her mother had been different who would probably give the answer as inversely as when she asked the same thing two years ago, but with complete confidence Malik still wants to continue to hope because he does not know for sure the reason his mother like this.

“What mom gives permission?” Although he was worried Malik still ventured to ensure the permission of his parents.

“Nak.” Mother looked back at Malik after breathing out slowly. Bu Siti tried to say it as calmly as possible, although her heart was completely torn to see her son who did not also let go of someone who had hurt her pride.

“Iya bu.” Malik answered with hope.

It's impossible for Ms. Siti to reveal something that will disappoint her son. However, all this he said was not for the good of his son. He didn't want his son to be rejected again, he didn't want to see his son again hurt. Ms. Siti wants Malik not to expect Salma anymore.

“Begin nak.” Said Ms. Siti with a heavy heart.

“Salma is a person who is, his parents are a respected person, have everything, Salma is also she is beautiful, a doctor, maybe also many more established men like it. I'm sorry, but don't you think you guys are so different?” Furthermore, Ms. Siti, she convinced herself to continue saying it.

Instantly the hope that Malik had built, trembled violently. Hope will soon fall. His heart ached hearing what his mother said. Never thought before, if this time Malik would accept a more difficult reality. He did not get his mother's blessing before coming to ask Salma's parents for their blessing.

Malik covered his mouth with his hand, his heart felt that it had been hit by something that made him groan in pain. His mind suddenly felt hollow, he was unable to think of anything to say to his mother.

“Bu” Malik said as if begging for his request to be granted.

“Nak, find another woman. You are a good man, I am sure you will easily find a good woman anyway.” Say Miss Siti again. He really felt his heart was sliced to see his son who seemed to have not accepted his decision.