IF YOU ARE A FOOL

Towards Assurance 3

The meeting between my parents and Dian's parents is over. With the results of the conversation, among others, the marriage will be directly in two weeks. Because it is the most convenient time that can be done to file marriage documents with the relevant ministry, aka KUA.

The event will be held at the Pancaneka building, one of the largest buildings in the city with luxurious facilities and quite fantastic prices. I had objected, because the wedding is not just about a party a day a night, but far from the meaning. However, Again because Dian has a stake there. Then I can do anything else, other than accept.

The morning of the Wedding Accident will be live in the pesantren, where Dian had studied. Whether what kind of family relationships are intertwined with the people there, it is definitely Ummi who asked for this and that 'must'.

Afternoon for invitations from my family, afternoon my friends and Dian, then evening invitations for Dian's family.

It was late at night, but I could not close my eyes. The result of the conversation that just happened.

I still can't believe this is going to happen. Really happened. I'm getting married. Married to Dian, the most annoying person I've ever known. And now I've become the most fun person I've ever known.

God easily turned things around. God easily changes this heart. It's easy for all this to happen.

My tears are dripping. Gratitude never stopped saying since Dian asked me at that time.

Surprise after surprise that keeps me developing smiles.

So incredible is his affection. Perhaps this is what is called 'rainbow after rain'.

By itself my eyes closed. After being lulled in the arms of such a warm night, now the cold air attacked suddenly. With weight I opened my eyes. I don't know how long my eyes had closed, so early this adek had disturbed my sleep. Opening the windows of the room so that the breeze seemed to sweep the bones.

"mama told me to wake up, brother. He is sure to jog together" said adek.

Actually the eyes are still very heavy, but not the power to refuse. It's been a long time since I've jogged together. It could even be said that there has been less exercise in the past year.

"wait down there deck, get ready first" you said by positioning your feet hanging down.

"it's really getting ready, not sleeping anymore" Adek asserted.

"yes, baffle. I left first" I finally got down and walked to the bathroom trying to open my eyes wide.

When I finished, everyone was enjoying the warm tea below. Then I joined in before we all stepped out of the house.

Not as usual, or maybe it's my family's new habits that I don't know. Papa pulled out the car and mom hinted at me to get on.

"tumben anyway, we want to jog where is it? " ask me, I don't know who. Whoever is willing to answer.

"once take a jog to the city park. Later we go home and stop by to eat" apparently the mother who spoke up. And I don't bother with anything. Even this is good for me, quite able to increase energy even if only in a matter of minutes.

The car drove away and before long I drowned myself in a dream.

Adek built me once the car had finished parking perfectly. The morning air swept back, disappearing half my dreams that still did not want to go.

"little first the real one, brother. Later hit people loh" said adek commemorate.

"you have jogged first there equally papa, let mama slowly nemenin brother" pinta mama on adek.

Then the two of them disappeared quickly running somewhere.

"you never exercise in the morning" said my mother.

"iya ma, where could. Waking up in the morning continues activities in the pesantren" I said with a step that is still half-and-half.

"it looks like you don't know. We've run small" mama's slowing down.

"oh yes brother, instead of Johan also likes jogging in this park yes" said mom suddenly.

Deg, my heart was disturbed but I tried to neutralize it quickly.

"yes, I used to ma. Don't know now. It has not been the same context for a long time, brother Jo" said I try to say as casually as possible.

"old tumben kok not context, what's up? " ask mom back.

And this is not what I expected. Why are you suddenly talking about Jo's sister?

Agh, it seems like this is nothing new and not a strange thing, it's just that mama doesn't know if I'm half-dead wanting to erase that name from memory.

"not what ma. Not even a chance. Both busy" I said briefly.

"isn't Dian menenan the same Johan also yes on campus? " mama's question is getting deeper.

"but that doesn't mean......

ah, it's ma. Don't talk about people's children continue" My emotions began to be a little provoked. I was tired of hearing my mom talk about that name.

"Kayra" called mama by stopping her steps.

"hemp, yes ma" I stopped for a moment.

"sit for a while yok, mama wants to talk" by pointing at one of the park benches.

I followed my mom's steps.

"do you have a problem with Johan? " ask mom in a serious tone. And it felt like I got a sudden shot.

"no ma" I'm still trying to lie, but I'm beginning to realize, mama won't stop here.

"Dian.. sama adek. Her-her"

deg deg deg deg deg

Dian, why didn't she tell me that when she said this to my mom?

I painstakingly control my feelings, control my emotions, control my tears.

"so mom already knows" I said trying to be indifferent.

"ehemp" reply mommy short.

"can't you give me a little opinion, advice and input" mom looked at me fixedly.

How can you be that calm when you know if your child has ever been abused by someone?

But yeah, that's my mom. People who are always calm in the face of anything.

"Never heard a story no, if someone did evil but for good?

For example, forced to steal the mosque cash because his son is sick and needs treatment. Or steal the wealth of the miserly rich to share with the poor.

Maybe the goal is good, it's just the wrong way"

"don't tell me, according to my mom, what Jo did was good, it's just the wrong way. Ma, he is indeed the son of a friend of mama's. But I'm a mama's son, mama's not angry at all with Jo's brother who has been harassing me? " i can no longer suppress all feelings. This is probably the first time I've said anything out loud to my mom.

"sssttttt,, calm down baby. Mama's not done talking" she sat closer and stroked my shoulder.

"Mama must be angry is the daughter of the mother in such treatment. If only you knew it firsthand, maybe your mom would be more angry than you.

Do you know, if after your departure, your brother is always supporting Jo. And do you know, everything Jo did was just trying to get you away from her? "

Mama's still telling me stories and I'm trying to digest. To be honest, I am no longer able to speak.

"Dian and Adek have admitted everything in front of mama.

Forgive your adek, actually he gave the idea to Johan, to make you want to stay away. But your grandfather did not know that such a way would be done by Johan.

And, that time Dian suddenly came to Jo's house when she was there too. Dian is also very angry, almost fighting the same Jo also scolded her stupidity adek you.

Your grandfather was scared for months, then Dian gave the courage to tell this to mama.

You know, your feelings at this time may be broken, chaotic, disappointed, angry, sad, mixed. Between Dian, Johan is your friend.

You need time to calm down.

But according to my mother, forgiveness is the best way for all. Maybe this is a test for you, for all of you.

Dian, will soon be your husband.

Adek, your siblings who will not be able to change their status. Whatever anger you are with him.

Johan, he's your best friend, isn't he? People who have always been helpers, entertainers, friends during your school.

Of course, everything is not easy. Just remember everything that happened.

What has been experienced by Johan is also not an easy thing for you to feel. Because you're her brother, she's becoming more and more guilty of what happened to Johan. But with the passage of time, with the motives given adek, thank God Johan can rise again.

During this time Johan's mother often told me about Johan's condition. No one even knows if all this time it turns out Nahla is always supporting him. Nor does anyone know what Jo has done to you, other than the four of you"

Looks like mom is done with the advice. But I could not stop with my crying. Even more sobbing by putting my face on my lap.

What kind of surprise is this?

This part of my heart has been made battered formless. Destroyed, maybe that's more to the point.

My destiny, why should my destiny be this complicated?

Only then did I feel such a beautiful rainbow, why must it be in front of you again in fact this bitter life.

Why is it getting more complicated?

To whom should I be angry?

Dian, the culprit who always made a fuss in my life.

Johan, the guy full of obsession who turned out when his heartbreak almost committed suicide?

or is it good, who suddenly became a hero and increasingly add complexity.

*complicated

complicated

complicated

complicated

complicated*

Why does my life have to be this complicated? Isn't my love story almost at the end?

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