Last For Forever

Repatriation

AT THE END OF TWILIGHT the joking sounds of a pair of pampered humans with comfort seemed crisp and warm. At some point they stopped the motor to take a photo when the light that the sun was pouring looked perfect in that place. The journey home is really amazing, only this time both took a picture each see the beautiful scenery on the side of the road.

The intention to go home immediately stopped when a garden teased the view with a variety of snacks lined up there. The big bikes they ride back pull over among the rest of the bike lineup.

“Why stop?” ask Lesti.

“Like riding is not the final story for today,” reply Billar while taking off his helmet.

Lesti smiled, thrusting the helmet at Billar. “Lo not cape what?”

“Gue will not waste this opportunity, if it takes twenty-four hours same lo or maybe forever,” timpal Billar extended his hand before Lesti.

This hijab-wearing woman is haunted, Billar said back in his ear and plunged freely into his heart. Forever then? Lesti asked for an answer to the universe, would this word apply to him with Billar?

Lesti welcomed Billar's helping hand, and began exploring every merchant here. The first snack that will spoil his stomach is cimol. The two sat on a long wooden chair, waiting for his order.

“Gue thinks snacks like this are not the taste of a famous photographer,”.

“My emang is famous?” Billar chuckles. “Kalo I am famous, maybe during the streets there were enthusiastic to ask for photos,” he continued.

Lesti fell silent absorbing what Billar said. He ran out of words to respond to Billar's remarks; in saying famous, he was famous even his Instagram followers almost touched a million, plus his ex-owner of blue-check accounts.

“The famous one is not me, but the result of my shot,” Billar said to disperse Lesti's gaze.

“Yes, but still. Lo many followers, who also comment a lot, why not become an artist or model?” chirp Lesti.

“Artist? Ribet. Behind the scenes is enough, especially if you are an artist, anything must be highlighted. Maybe now, you and I will be in the media. Actor Billar Aswindra caught the road with a hijab girl. Her boyfriend?” Lesti chuckled as Billar read out the headline as a presenter on television.

“Emang maybe yes, if you become an artist will meet me?” said Lesti.

“Maybe. Nothing is impossible in this world, as long as God wills,” Billar said. “Now you are my most comfortable point outside of my family. You already know the evidence, until your parents I deketin because it's as comfortable as that I deket lo. Therefore, your universe is also my universe.”

As he was electrocuted, Lesti's body stiffened his gaze suddenly to neutralize something hard in his heart. This made all the prayers he offered after the prayer, as if giving light to the answers of those prayers. His heart gripped tightly on his prayers, assuring that this bright spot was the answer.

“Oh, thanks, Mas,” Billar said as he grabbed two plastic cimols proffered to him. “Nih, one make lo.” Billar gave a pack of cimoles to Lesti.

“Still,” reply Lesti, smile awkwardly.

While enjoying the cimol, they talk a lot. There are a lot of topics Billar has been talking about in this conversation. Billar tells the story of his three brothers, two of whom are married and his sister is still in college. All that concerns the quarrel wrapped in a joke with his brother, became a cool story to the cimoles they enjoy toilet.

“Gue did not think, I always fight with my brother and sister because of trivial things. I've been very often diomelin especially when my sister cry, after that I run away anywhere so I don't dread their nagging,” Billar stories.

“Gue also often fight with my sister, she nyebelin the same as lo,” said Lesti.

Billar chuckles. “But the best thing is that nyebelin is always missed.”

Both of them went and looked for appetizing snacks. Along in this park, they only eat and eat while watching the activities of small children who play propellers also romp.

When the sky was completely blackened, the sound of victory was simple, the two left the garden.

“We pray first, after that I take you home,” said Billar.

Lesti nodded. “Oke.”

Billar loaded his motorcycle into the mosque grounds, once the building was caught by his sight. They walked towards their respective wudu places. Before the water touched Billar's body, his lips smiled remembering today's story. Meanwhile, Lesti was silent with a sudden chest thump that shook as one by one his observations of Billar revolved in his mind.

At the same time in different parts, both of them muttered. “I'm in love.”

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After praying, the two continued on their way home. The night wind was increasingly gripping, making Lesti hug his own body with his mouth tightly closed withstanding the cold.

Knowing that, Billar slowed down the speed of his motorbike. Wanting to help the woman he was in contact with, he felt cold. Billar caught his breath, why did his vacation end up cold like this.

“Lo want to enter first?” bargain Lesti.

“Iya, I want to apologize to Mamah Mala,” reply Billar. “Gue took too long, later if you want to play again not allowed,” he continued.

“No, my people have chat mamah so do not worry,” timpal Lesti.

“Stay dong, as the man in charge I have to keep apologizing,” he said, then show a row of teeth with pride.

“Ya already, show dong,” challenge Lesti.

“Good, who's afraid!” Billar got up from his seat and started knocking on the door of the house. While Lesti was silent, there was not much grinning.

Mala's mama's voice sounded reprimanded, and no need to wait for long he opened the door, slowly his smile expanded and told Billar to come in.

Lesti got up from her seat following them inside, and immediately walked towards the room. But, he held on to the doorstep intending to become a white lizard; hearing what Billar was about to say.

“Mah, earlier apologized for the return of kebablasan,” Billar said in a calm tone.

“Iya, it's nothing, as long as you don't mess around. But, next time afternoon already arrived at home , especially if the play is far away, worry mamah,” said Mala.

“Iya, Mah, sorry ya?” reply Billar.

“Iya, already. You come to dinner yuk, mamah already ready,” invite Mala.

“No need Mah, I'll go home?” reject Billar, but his heart cried out in agreement, but to be impressed like other guests.

“Udah you eat first here.”

Lesti who was stunned began to float a smile, but when she was at home it was always a fun object for her sister. With his sinless expression he blew both sides of his head, chuckling.

“It turns out, the old man's prayer is absolutely sacred, I don't mistakenly trust Brother Billar to, Brother,” comments Tiara. “Dan, it seems that mamah also agrees with father, ah can't wait to have a sister-in-law with nephew,” Tiara chanted.

“Talk it don't height, Ra!” omel Lesti's.

“Dih, why? Brother do not need to pretend not to like me, Brother likes to say do not be hypocritical, is my own brother?” cetus Tiara, who unknowingly opened his mind to the terror that always enters through the DM.

Lesti was stunned again, while Tiara exposed her smile seeing the future sister-in-law. Tiara strongly agrees that her brother is married to Billar, so from now on she will call Billar with her future sister-in-law.

“Ra?” call Mala, break her two hearts.

Tiara moved away from her place, smiling in embarrassment as she looked this close to her future sister-in-law. Handsome, smooth, and from the look of his eyes looks clever. Not knowing what to do if her brother even let go of the man in front of her.

“You prepared food here, we eat together, ask for help brother also,” said Mala.

“OK, Mah,” reply.

Tiara immediately moved up and dragged her brother into the kitchen. Before executing Mala's orders, Tiara's own smile let the shakes in her chest whack.

“What? No need to be lebay!” cetus Westi.

“Kak, I swear, if you take off brother Billar kebangetan, BTW he fits the original many similarities of the face as well,” said Tiara.

“Udah-already, what do you want ngajak brother?”

“Oh yes, said mama, take all this to the living room, we will eat together,” said Tiara.

Lesti nodded, then grabbed the two dishes filled with side dishes and left Tiara. Lesti did not want to hear Tiara blabbering, adoring Billar, encouraging him to be more sure, indeed this made his chest shake. Lesti only wished good news from God. If Billar is his match, he will not go for her and may soon raise his seriousness.

O God, ease the way if he is for me

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