I'll wait for your promise
I Wait for Your Promise 1
Invitations have been ordered, buildings and catering have also been booked. Wedding dress just waiting for results. I prefer to make my own dress. Although it costs a little more, but is satisfied with the results. The design is not a bride who makes, she asked friends for help to draw beautiful dress patterns and find materials that fit her dreams. The girl whose heart was blooming had a sewing subscription. I admit the stitches are very good and satisfy customers. No wonder she rarely bought clothes.
Marriage is counting the days. He was getting busy preparing for all his needs. There is a feeling of joy and sadness in my heart. I'm glad my brother is getting married. But I'm also sad that she married the man I love. Even though I was sincere, that feeling was very difficult to lose. All this time I've been trying to move on by busying myself doing thesis and active organization again. For a while I didn't want to think about love until this wound was completely healed. I don't want to hurt other men, like I hurt Mas Vino first. My story with that handsome guy has been meaningful all along. I don't want to make the same mistake.
“You are beautiful with this dress. Tomorrow if I marry you just wear this. Than to buy. Ngirit a little...” I noticed Disa who was being self-sufficient.
The girl whose face was being polished make up was smiling widely, “At first she praised, the ending borrowed as well. But it's okay for my beloved brother.”
I approached, hugging him from behind. We looked at each other in the mirror. “Neither feel we are adults. You even want to get married in a few minutes. Congratulations, brother. May be a sakinah family, mawadah warohmah.” A soft kiss I gave her on her right cheek.
“Thank you for the prayer. Thank you also for giving up Sanu for me. But you don't have a grudge, do you?” The girl looked up, wanting to look at me directly.
“Yes is not. I'm sincere that he's yours. My love for him is also gone. So now you don't have to feel guilty anymore. Be a happy family and give me a lot of pounding.” The fake smile I gave.
“Amiin.. Hopefully soon you will also marry a very good man and love you sincerely. And you will never regret marrying him. Because he is your true love.” He patted the back of my arm.
“Amiin. When can I feel love again.”
“Not long ago that love would come.” A smile that made me suspicious.
“Halah. Until now there are no men who PDKT same me.”
“Actually there. But you're the one who won't open your heart to him.”
“Who? Mas Vino!” I scrunched my forehead.
Disa smiled glancing at me, making me even more suspicious.
He did not answer yet, Father called. We have to go to the mosque for the wedding. All the brothers were waiting in the courtyard. Dayat is also ready to become a private driver Disa all day. He came to the afternoon with Om Gunawan's family. It just so happened that Om Gunawan brought two cars and one of them became a wedding car. But because I was too busy, I haven't had time to exchange stories with them.
Sanu looks dashing when saying ijab qobul. Steadily and without any faults, their marriage was lawful. It was once imagined by me that what was there was not Disa but me. But reality can no longer be denied. Destiny has determined they are fighting. I have to be happy with this marriage. After the wedding we finished our photo together. A happy smile flashed on their faces.
“Congratulations Yes Dis.. hopefully samawa.” I hugged him very tightly.
“Soon follow yes. May your soul mate come soon.” We hugged for quite a while.
I also congratulate Sanu. Whether he knows the truth or not, but I'll forget it. Now he's my brother-in-law. It doesn't feel appropriate if I harbor feelings for her.
The wedding reception is only held simple. The building is not too big either. Only the closest people are invited. Mas Vino and I sat together, enjoying the ice. We sometimes talk. There was actually a sense of awkwardness surrounding him. But I hope this is a good sign. I don't want any hostility after we break up. Moreover, Mas Vino did not discuss our relationship that has passed. I'm glad Mas Vino still wants to establish a friendship even though I've hurt him.
~*~
Dayat sat pensively on the terrace of the Sewah house. What he was dreaming about. I walked slowly, wanting to surprise her. The slower I go when I'm nearby. Suddenly…
“Nah loe... want to ngagetin right???” It was Dayat that surprised me.
I was surprised and almost dropped the vegetable bowl in my hand.
“Ah you this.. fortunately the vegetables do not spill.” I'm pouting. Piqued.
“Ih... so is it! You're the first one who wants to ngagetin.” Dayat smiled winning.
“Iya. I should have been the one ngagetin, not you.” A little manyun, then smile.
“Yes, repeated again. Replay, replay.” Dayat's hand directs where I should begin.
“Ahhh...no!! It's not exciting.” I rebelled. “It's vegetable. Eat first there.” I stick out a big bowl of opor vegetables.
“I'm the one who told you to bring it. I'm a guest.”
“Ya if you don't want to. No need to eat.” I went inside the house.
Nearly an hour passed, Dayat did not enter either. I wanted to see him, but Pakdhe Widodo still talked. If a large family had already gathered, what else would be done other than chatting it up. Advise the young about all kinds of things. It was hard to find a gap to meet Dayat.
“Waywhere is Fik? From earlier it does not look.” Ask Aunt Lilis.
“Dayat is on Tan's terrace. Want to call?” I'm answering along.
“Iya. Call sana. Ask eat. Poor guest abandoned.”
Yes!!! I said in my heart. I can finally get out too. With spirit I walked out. Dayat still daydreaming while watching the roses that are in bloom.
“So you sit there too. Not afraid?” I'm standing under the door frame. Watching him while crossing.
Dayat was a little surprised. He looked at me for a moment and looked back at the flower. Looks like something he's thinking.
“Called Aunt Lilis tuh. Told eat. Others have been at eat.”
“So I said I can't eat!” Ketus answer.
“I'm just kidding..” I'm approaching. Pulling out a plastic chair and sitting in front of him. “Magain what the hell. How serious it is.” I looked at his face.
“Thinking how to shoot girls.”
“Cie already...some more fall centong.” I laughed insinuatingly.
“Yes, but unfortunately the girl already has a boyfriend.”
“Wuah... pent-up love dong! Fucked it. Since when do you like him.”
“Since when! About a few years ago.” Look at the roof, pretend to think.
After I thought about what he meant by Disa. A few months ago, they were very close. Kasian once Dayat, his love clapped one hand. Moreover, he had to see his puja girl marry another man. His heart must have been very sick. That's why he was alone in this place of horror.
“Who is that girl? Do I know.” Manya make sure.
“Emmm. He.. ah, don't need to be discussed anymore.” Dayat changed his sitting position. “Oh yes, how are you the same Mas Vino. I saw earlier you guys are getting more affectionate. has it started to love her?”
“Ngak. We even broke up.” I smiled a little, looking down.
“Decip??? How can!”
“Iya. He knows everything.” I looked back at Dayat, smiling. “But it's okay. Now I am relieved that there are no more lies between us. Me and Disa also improved.”
“Good then. Who is your boyfriend now.”
“I don't want to think about a girlfriend first. My girlfriend's kasian if she's just an impingement. I'd better focus on completing the thesis.”
“It was even better. Hope you get a replacement soon. Hopefully quickly pass also.”
I smile, “Amiin.. Thanks yes aa’ Dayat..”.
Dayat smiled at me. The mood became quiet. A cold wind blew, making the atmosphere even more terrifying.
“Yuk yuk... goosebumps here continue. Horror.” I'm moving in.
“Sama flowers are afraid. Especially sama-”
“Ah...Usahlah no need to nakutin.” I cut Dayat's sentence. Entering immediately, Dayat followed behind.
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Invitation:
To my readers in all corners of the country, I invite you all to attend my wedding which will be held on January 1, 2021. And please do'a blessing may we be a family that mawadah warohmah. Aami...
