Karma Love

Seeking Wife

I raised my head, wanting to look at Dad's face. But not until my eyes were on his face, Dad pulled me in his arms.

''What do you want to see, son ?'' Ask Dad.

''No one just wants to see Dad's face for a long time. Later when I go to college. It will definitely be very busy and it will definitely be very rare to see the face of my first love as I can at this moment.''

''Don't look'' Prohibit Father that makes me curious.

''Why ?'' Instead of answering, Dad hugged me tightly.

Then I felt his stifled sobs. All right, I'm getting my hugs too. Let it be like this before I'm really going to be away from Dad.

***

Today is school farewell day. The guardians of the students also attended the event held today.

Students wear kebaya. And the students are wearing tuxedo suits.

My class filled the show.

After the reception is completed. The granting of charters, gifts and even scholarships to students has also been completed, now the next event is entertainment.

There are performances of stage plays, poetry readings, regional dance mixed with modern dance.

And now it's my class to give treats to all the invited guests.

We're up the stage. Talita is ready with her guitar. The other children were lined up in the middle, including me.

The guitar Talita is heard. We performed an old song called 'All About Us from Peterpan's band that had changed to Noah'.

Time feels more and more passing..

Leave a story about us..

There will be no more laughter..

Wipe out all desolation in the heart..

The first stanza of the song, managed to make me remember the times of friendship created from the time I was sitting on the bench in elementary school.

The room became dark. There's just a little lighting. And behind us in the video slideshow. Our daily snippets are documented by teachers and students intentionally or simply on a whim.

There is a photo where some students were caught climbing the school fence. Then there are some students who are push ups or squat jumps because they do not follow the flag ceremony.

There are also those who show the moment of closeness of teachers and students while at the school mosque. Student's joy with the teacher while studying. There are also portraits where the students are excited when they meet the most handsome teacher at their school. And many more. Until the last photo at the exam and the time of admission graduation announcement. Cuddling and crying happily.

There are funny, happy, sad stories.

After finishing the song 'All About Us' which makes many at least hearts also filled following the square which is accompanied by a video slide of school memories, now directly connected with the song from Bondan Prakoso ft 2 black 'We Forever' performed by automotive children.

Instantly the sad atmosphere had changed to cheerful again. Do not forget the vocalist invites the struggle to hold each other's hands and do not disconnect until the song is finished.

And we accompanied him with a simple choreography.

Hurry buddy..

Welcome the future..

Stick to the hand..

And hug each other..

Give smile..

A farewell..

Listen friend..

We are forever..

The last lyrics were performed only with a guitar tip and lived by the vocalist.

With choreography still holding hands and hugging each other.

After finishing we immediately cried, seeing not a few friends who immediately embraced their school friends with a breath. As if I really didn't want to part.

A round of applause filled the building. The guardians of the students and teachers also seemed to wipe away her tears.

Finally the show finished with a satisfactory result.

We ate together backstage.

After that, we went back to our parents.

I'm ready to go home first. Because it feels tired. Besides wanting to spend time with them, my parents, before I go to town.

***

At night I was busy preparing food and drinks. And I don't know where I didn't know myself.

After returning from the event, I immediately took a break and then sorted out the items that were still used or not. Unused but still worthy, I want to donate. Along with a little bit of my savings too, then I want to make a cake to share. As my gratitude.

***

Phone call from Dika in. We asked each other the news and exchanged stories about today. Like a toll road. Straight and smooth without traffic signs. Maybe that's how I relate to him right now.

Why starting here is like getting tired of having this kind of relationship.

''Syila.. Can I talk seriously ?'' Ask Dika.

''Certainly. Speak.''

''I want to ask about our relationship. I mean are you serious ?'' Ask.

I wonder what's wrong with him why suddenly asking this kind of question. No doubt my chest started to thump.

''If I wasn't serious, I wouldn't be willing to go through such a shitty relationship so far, Dika.''

I heard a breath from there. Maybe he was nervous.

''OK. Prove !!'' His challenge.

I'm a little dumbfounded he's still asking for proof. So far, I still don't trust him.

''What do you want me to do, hm ?'' My challenges return.

''So far, I've not only been looking for a girlfriend, but I've been looking for a wife.'' I began to understand the direction of the conversation.

''You want to propose to me ?'' I asked the point.

''Can ?'' Sumringah.

''Are you sure you want to marry a woman who just graduated from school ?'' Ask again.

''I want to go to college even though I am married, can you replace my father ? And I'm still very layman about marriage, taking care of myself I'm not sure if I'm capable. Because so far there are Father and Mother.''

I heard another breath. This time it sounded heavy.

''I don't really care about all your reasons. But hearing you say that, I concluded that you did not want to be married yet.'' Sounds disappointed.

''I also did not conclude that I did not want Dika. I just wanted to make sure. Well, if you intend that, try my father's permission.''

''Talk about your good intentions, if Father and Mother bless him I'm ready for you to marry me.'' Reply sure.

''All right. the day after tomorrow I'll be home.'' The answer is no less convincing.

Is he serious ?? I happy. But somehow tucked a little doubt in my heart. I think it's because I'm too burdensome for Mom and Dad.

Just wanted to go as a student, I was already crying. What if I go as someone's wife.

Ishhhh...

I don't want to think. I want everything to go as it is.

***

''Syila.. Come here. let's go..!'' Bring Dad.

I saw the wall clock. It's eight o'clock at night. Dad's taking me where.

''Where are you going, Dad ?? It's already night. Cold again.''

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