
I convinced Dian to be patient waiting until I finished S-1. Less than a year, well, it's not too long compared to our winding journey.
But what about my own heart?
I have with great difficulty convinced myself that everything will be beautiful in its time. But don't ask, can I still be patient to wait for that day? I myself am not sure.
After so much pain that I feel, living the story with Dian that has not ended until now. I can't wait for that happy day.
Dian drove me back to the boarding school. With a heavy heart I waved goodbye.
Hang on, heart, for the love you have been in all this time.
Be patient, to be with him who has been waiting.
Really, encouraging yourself is not as easy as when encouraging others.
"assalamu'alaikum" I stepped foot in the pavilion house.
The atmosphere is quiet because I arrived off the dhuhur, maybe everyone is resting, including Siska.
There was no answer, but as soon as I opened the room door, I was immediately greeted by Siska's embrace.
"Cyria, hikkss.. "
"hey, why? there's what Sis" I welcomed her with a hug too. I rarely see Siska crying to this sad end.
"what's wrong with you, what's wrong? " i pulled Siska to sit on the bed.
"aaa.. aaakkuuu" Siska's voice is cut off typical of crying people sobbing.
"you why? "
"a... akku... mes. ti gi.. ma. na? "
"already. If you still want to cry, cry first. But after that the promise of a story yes"
"sssrrreeeggggg ssrreeggg "the sound of tears as well as snot that is caressed by Siska.
Apparently the person who was crying had forgotten about cleanliness. Maybe so is I 😄😂
"i don't cry yet" Siska said, but there was still a sound.
"that's the story" I was curious.
"ustadz Billal's......
ustaz Billal's.....
ustad..... "
"iya Siska, what's wrong with ustadz Billal. What are you doing with ustadz Billal? Let's go let me who is his country" said I because I can't wait with Siska who called the name ustadz Billal repeatedly.
"ustadz Billal nglamar me"
Suddenly my eyes bulged and my mouth opened. Did I not hear wrong?
"what is Sis, can it be reworked? "
"yes, ustadz Billal nglamar me this morning. It was directly in front of Ummi and Mr. Kyai"
"seriously you? " ask me with eyes still wide and shake my head.
"seriously Kayra.
Donk your facial expression"
"sis, we're not dreaming anymore, are we? " ask me back while shaking Siska's face as well.
"real Kayra.
You are in shock, especially me? "
"so...... is this his cry of bliss? " i was worried first, afraid something might happen.
"i'm confused Kay. How must? " siska said in a helpless tone.
"i'm also confused Sis, what should I do? " i was no less confused about Dian's insistence to accelerate the marriage.
"but you're not jealous, are you? " ask Siska who made me respond quickly.
"meaning if I accept the proposal of Ustadz Bilal" said Siska hanging. Makes me interrupt quickly.
"so, do you have the same heart as ustadz Billal? "
"yes, that's not it either. It would be new if"
"what am I saying is, it's really my hunch that there's something. Cie, Siska cieeeee"
"already ah Kay. No need to continue to be seduced. Donk's advice, how should I? "
"however, if I feel like you, Billal is like a snake that meets a charmer. Like I said. Siska who usually explodes every chat with men, suddenly so tame"
"well, I'm a beast.
(pause)
But really, too. Close to ustadz Billal it makes me calm, comfortable. Talking to him was fun.
But, I feel like it's like Kay's sister.
Did I fall in love with Ustadz Billal?
But, her age is much different from ours Kay"
"mostly 'but'. If you like it anyway" I replied origin.
Let alone understanding the life of others. For my own life, sometimes I'm still confused. The person I used to hate, the one I wanted to avoid, would now be the person closest to me.
I, who used to be strong, resisted the temptation not to date. Instead of keeping papa's mandate, fear that he will be found out and married. Now the heart is struggling to always be with Dian. Is this what you call falling in love? Or maybe actually I also follow the bucin, just like Dian.
"Kayra pleas, give real input donk" whine Siska back.
"sometimes that fate doesn't look at Sis' logic. Want any age distance, if it's fate, what else? That is, if it is a match, we can what else.
As I experienced myself Sis. Do you understand what happened to me and Dian?
So, now ask your little heart. Because the heart will never lie.
Then, ask for opinions and blessings from parents.
And most importantly, the prayer istikharah "
Siska was silent to my long speech. It was like a parent advising his child. I am still learning about the nature of life and life.
"that's yeah? " ask Siska lightly. Understandably, all this time he was less close to his parents.
"so the mama's son is good again Sis, there is nothing to immediately ngadu without thinking this is it" I encouraged Siska to want to be closer to her parents.
"that's true, too, but..... "
"but, again.
Not most of them but. Ask permission to come home tomorrow"
"but mama's out of town again Kay" bothered her to have parents super busy businessman well.
"call me if that's it. It's easy" I said, giving advice.
"just right, this is important. I want to talk to my mom"
Our conversation continued until afternoon came. Talking about the heart, which in the end is endless somewhere. But the soul mate, will still be anchored to him who should be. Because destiny will find its own way. We can't avoid it, not at all.
Who would have thought, our storyline would be like this.
Of the many men who pursue me, why in the end Dian is the port of my heart. The one who broke my heart the most, who often made me cry.
While Siska, of the many men he had known always made head bobbles. Like a dog that meets a cat and is ready to prey.
Who would have thought that succeeding in becoming his master is ustadz alim with a million achievements.
Hahahha, it could be that Siska will be in long robes after this. I laughed at what I thought.
Feels funny, it looks like our good time is coming to an end. This fast?
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