JODOHKU MR. DUDA

Towards the Day of Marriage II

Apparently, the gods are secretly following me. When with mas Angga to the boutique for fitting wedding dresses. This made her go to see both of my parents.

　

"Nis, God is at home" said mamah on the phone and it made me frown.

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"Why, Nis? Not usually in the store all day. Mas Angga out of town again?" ask Mona, that Sunday afternoon.

　

"He exists. It's just me, lazy out," I replied lethargic. Pressing the television remote. Without the slightest intention to enjoy the event presented on the glass screen.

　

Mona took the remote controller out of this hand. Then press the power button to turn off the television, which I bought with my first paycheck.

　

"Deady alone, rather than broken." Then put the remote on the nightstand.

　

"You're fighting the same thing?" prints later.

　

"No. Everything's fine." I answered flatly.

　

"Trus, what's wrong with you, anyway? Sooooooooo?" his pedicab.

　

I'm unmoving. My mind was still on the phone from mama, just now.

　

"Oh yes, if you don't want a story. Rest, gih, let's get back fresh. Afternoon, I'm here again." It looks like Mona gave up on sniffing information from me.

　

He moved from his place, to the door.

　

"Next month, I and Angga mas, will get married" I said.

　

Mona stopped her steps. Turned looking.

　

"Seriously? Next month, you're getting married?!" he gave her a smile between happiness and disbelief.

　

"Congratulations, yes, Nis. So, what date, you guys got married? Is the party here or in the village? Friends get all the invitations, right?" Flip with lots of questions. Mona clasped both hands enthusiastically.

　

I who was initially indifferent, seeing the happiness of my best friend, finally came to smile.

　

"Come dong, answered. Don't just whine. Oh, sebell, deh." He pretended to sulk. Her lips went half an inch.

　

"God willing, Mon, for all your questions."

　

He frowned, looking at me straight without blinking. It might be surprising to see my expression.

　

"You didn't have to, did you, marry her?" ask Mona carefully.

　

"Not completely right, not entirely wrong. I'm the one who asked for the wedding in quick succession," I explained. There's a tightness, which I feel.

　

"Lantas, why does His Majesty, feel Gegana?" Mona's still trying to seduce me.

　

"However?"

　

"Gelisa, upset and languish, Zhayeng. Seriously, why is there any confusion between your breaths?"

　

I paused for a moment, before finally saying, "God, Mon. All this I did, so that he would stop wishing to live together again."

　

"You yourself, how? Has he really let her down?"

　

"If what you mean about taste, it actually has not completely erased this love. But, my heart has not been able to either, forgetting all his treatment. How about it, she dumped me, like taking off the clothes that were on my body."

　

I paused for a moment. Breathe the air deeply.

　

"If you remember all that, it hurts a lot, Mon. But, seeing him for some time lately. His passion and affection for El, made me crumble." I rubbed quickly, the corner of the eye that felt watery.

　

"Ah, stop, Mon. Obviously, I want to live happily without being overshadowed by the past. Not imagined, if you have to go back with the gods. The bitter memories he gave me, will always follow me along with him. Maybe even, one day I can turn paranoid, when I don't see it. Afraid of being left again" I said.

　

"I don't know what to say, Nis. Looks like, what you did, was already considered both good and bad. You have to take responsibility, whatever the outcome. Hopefully in the future, there is no more confusion between you," said Mona.

　

　

"What else?"

　

"Now, God is at home. I don't know what he told my parents."

　

"Hadew, reckless as well as him. It seems, Boss is really sorry, it hurt you."

　

"If that, anyway, let it go. It's not related to El, no problem."

　

"Related with El? Mean .... forcibly take El out of your hand?"

　

"Hu'um, I'm scared, Mon," I mean it.

　

Mona inched closer, embracing and patting my back. Finally, the tears that I had been holding back from earlier, had now started to pour and flow. I was stuck on his shoulder.

　

"You were so strong, but it was your turn to talk about El, you were so crybaby."

　

I took off Mona's embrace. Wiping away the tears that were still flowing.

　

"Maybe all the mothers in this world would be, Mon. When I talk about their son," I.

　

"Looks, anyway. Uh, but, have you contacted your parents again?"

　

"Not yet, said mama, she'll call when something goes wrong."

　

"Try the phone, gih. Let it be, you can calm down" Mona suggested.

　

I nodded, following Mona's advice. Then took the cell phone lying in front of me. Call mom's number immediately. No need to wait long, just connect with him.

　

"God just sends an apology back and also tells about his feelings for you. If only he had done that before, maybe mom would have calmed down, if you could be together again."

　

"He's good, really. Even say a prayer, so that You and Angga can live happily. He just wants to be given the freedom to be with El. Mamah said, about that, you should talk to yourself. Invite Angga, if you want to meet him, so that no slander may arise."

　

That's the important thing, what my mom said when we talked on the phone. Relieved this heart, my worries did not happen, thank God.

　

"No, nothing happened. You alone are too parno the same God," said Mona.

　

"Alhamdulillah, everything is safely under control. Can you calm down." I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

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A few days later, I, mas Angga and Dewa, met the three. After the office hours. According to my mother's advice, to talk about the time for God and El together.

　

And many times I have to thank Him. Everyone can have a good discussion without anyone getting emotional. Finally we agreed, to make time for God with El, on Saturday and Sunday.

　

The gods can take El to his house or meet my former in-laws, the mother of the Gods.

　

Finally, I can calmly prepare for the wedding with Mas Angga. No need to hide or steal time. As my boss in the office, God gave me special permission.

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Another week, ahead of my wedding. My office colleagues already knew it, through the invitation that I spread to them. Indeed happy news, should not be hidden, so that the aura of happiness can be more radiated. It also conveys gratitude and joy to others. This is proven to myself.

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In the workspace, God weighs the invitation Mona just gave him. Nisa and Angga were written there. His mind was confused and confused. A variety of questions popped into his mind. Should she come as an invited guest? Why wasn't his name written in the invitation?

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