Lazuardi Love
LAZUARDI LOVE #1
the wind moves slowly to gently sweep whatever it passes through.the sun fulfills its sacred duties, distributing its light and heat radiation to the inhabitants of the earth according to His prescribed rate. every element that wanders throughout nature continues to blend into particles, forming a unity called life. the cloud rows form a pattern of white cotton-cotton clumps decorated with gray color felt heavy by the points of water that form because cold temperatures meet the expanse of the blue sea of space.
the city of Poso slowly wriggled from his deep night sleep. Various types of motorized vehicles began to actively walk down the streets wrapped in black asphalt, bringing the rider to his workplace respectively.
along with that the shops and shopping centers began to operate again.the market began to show off its crowds by the sound of the merchants who peddle their merchandise modestly with the buyers who were bidding on prices.
government offices are again filled with state civil servants who are carrying out their obligations in order to demand the rights he gets from the implementation of these obligations. school buildings have long been filled with students who want to study.
nun in a beautiful mansion located on the side of the trans sulawesi highway that crosses the village of Lawanga, sitting marked by a 19-year-old girl, has finished her education in a state school. the girl was busy reading the magazine and swallowed all the information presented by the magazine sheets.
occasionally his gaze was directed forward to meet some motorized vehicles that passed on the road.then he resumed his routine that had been delayed.
a parobaya woman appeared to bring a plate of panada cake and a glass of syrup to the girl.The woman placed the plate and the glass on the table near the girl was sitting reading a magazine.
"Drink first Ayesha, so that you can be fresh activities." scolded the woman.
Aisyah raised her face and then revealed her sweet smile.
"Have you made up your mind about going to college in Gorontalo?" ask the parobaya woman. Aisyah answered the woman's question with a nod while smiling.
"Auntie has contacted your father.your wish to continue your studies in Gorontalo, he is very happy to hear it."
Aisyah picked up a panada and ate it slowly. "A few more days will be called UMPTN" said the girl with enthusiasm.
"Yes, finish the panada cake, it's getting cold" said the parobaya woman with a smile.
"Thank you." replied Aisyah as she placed the magazine on the table and began to concentrate on spending one panada cake after another that her aunt had made.
the parobaya woman was about to turn around leaving the veranda when Aisyah's hand swiftly grasped the woman's wrist.
"Have you called?" ask Aisyah.
"Yet she may be busy with her work" said the woman gently. "Let auntie contact her.it's also time she noticed her daughter..."
after saying so, the parobaya woman left Aisyah alone on the veranda.
Aisyah pensive for a moment and then returned to take the magazine and drowned in her busyness devouring all the information poured in page by page in the magazine.
...*******...
Aisyah sat surrounded by her relatives.in front of her sat the aunt, the sister of her mother.By the woman sat the uncle who had looked after her like their daughter.They are now gathered in the family room.
in front of the television set, the tapestry that was slept by the couple's daughter, Halima, was engrossed in watching her favorite Korean melodrama.
"Five years have passed. Before you leave this residence, it's good we will tell you why, why you live here" said his uncle.
"We just don't want you to be prejudiced, you don't want to be here." her aunt chimed in a sad tone, "We always love you.... but this is the deal your parents made when they finished their business in court."
Aisyah began to be wracked with curiosity. actually she did want to know the chronological existence of living with her grandmother's family in Poso. why she did not live forever in Gorontalo.
...******...
Gorontalo, 10 years ago....
Aisyah is the only daughter of the couple Adnan Lasantu and Fitri Lasabang.The male household life is so harmonious and almost perfect. the existence of Aisyah who is cute and adorable adds to the perfection of the couple's household heresy.
that happiness began to feel bland when Aisyah aged 10 years.
an Adnan co-worker named Mariana begins to show more attention to the man.The two become entangled in an affair circle. Fitri himself began to feel the husband is not as warm as before, often late to go home, many reasons overtime work. Without knowing Fitri, Adnan married Mariana in series.
jealousy began to eat away at Fitri's trust which began to waver on her husband. Adnan's absence for a month without news made the woman really feel chaotic and lost her appetite. the skewed issues about the intimacy that Adnan and Mariana exhibited in his office made Fitri plan a way to uncover the truth.
fitri's suspicions were answered when he accidentally caught Adnan and Mariana walking and making out in a shopping mall.
Fitri stalked the couple to their home, and was shocked to discover that Fitri had found out about them. Fitri tries to control his emotions with a smile he greets the two as if nothing happened.
"You're not taking me in, are you?" fishing Rod Fitri.
"Oh i-iya.s-please enter" said Adnan with a stutter.he invited the woman he once loved. both of them then entertained Fitri.
Mariana, who felt guilty, chose not to be present in the room.
"Sister..why kaka is not honest with ade." asked Fitri on the sidelines of his sob. "What a hard thing to say. if Kaka is tired of Ade..."
(mas, why aren't you being honest? what a hard thing are you to say. If you're tired of me. don't treat me like this.).
Fitri hid her teary face with both hands while in the room, Mariana was also a manic.
(dad right have stressed you.. If you are bored, divorce me well...do not you torture me like this...do not love you with our daughter, Aisha?... he keeps calling you..Is there nothing in your heart about us for a minute?)
Adnan was like a sickly man waiting for a verdict from the judge. not speaking like a living statue. just looked down helplessly at Fitri's face. The great guilt was stronger pressing his nape so that he could not lift his face. tongue cheek.
"Ka.. if indeed Kaka sanang with him... Fitri som mangalah.. let it be.. the important Kaka sanang.. later Fitri som said pa dorang family.. so that baku talk bae-bae...hopefully enough this time.torang tasala. insya Allah next..nya mo so bagini...:
(mas, if indeed you are happy with him. I accept. I give up. let it be, the important thing is happy. let the big family be told. we will divorce well. enough of this we both hurt each other's hearts. God willing will no longer be like this.).
Fitri then rose and retired despite stepping footed with contempt for trying to look strong in front of the men who had crushed the oath in their marriage certificate, shedding a stain in his happiness.
Adnan himself could only cry.cannot he get up even though he just drove away his wife, apologized by kneeling before him.the man just silently disofa.
Mariana came out of her room and rushed towards her husband.
in court, Fitri sued her husband's divorce.e various ways from the family and third parties, unable to melt the large wall that has been built Fitri in his heart. Adnan, that name is no longer in his memory.he has been removed.
the court granted Fitri's divorce suit.thereby officially they divorced.in the case of Aisyah's upbringing, the court ruled that Aisyah for 5 years was cared for by Adnan's family, and the court, and 5 years later it was returned to the family Fitri. After a period of 10 years, Aisyah was given the freedom to decide where she would live. 5 years passed in the care of the family of her ex-husband, who was to be born, Fitri then took her daughter to Poso and left her with her grandmother's family.
Fitri then rebuilds her life.she seeks a livelihood as a certified Female Labor (TKW).she does not tell her family, where she lives now. he only routinely sends monthly spending money for the cost of Aisyah's life while living in the care of his wife's extended family.
...*******...
the couple finished the story.The more troubling they watched the girl keep her face down.
"Again, don't think we don't love you, but this is the deal" her aunt said, caressing Aisyah's shoulder. "You have decided to continue your education to Gorontalo, right? you're gonna get a ride there, hopefully your dad can help."
Aisyah long pensive. her mind floated trying to explore the way of thinking of the two men in front of her. finally the face was raised. a speck of clear water soaked the cheeks of the girl.
"Dodoooo... kasian you son.." complained the aunt immediately hugged him.
(pity you son)
"If that is what the country has set me, I will follow what they want." he said hard work.again he sighed, back also his cheeks are now caved by tears.
"Your father has ordered. if he will pick you up when you get there." his uncle took out HP and showed a short message written on the touch screen of the gadget.
Aisyah took the HP for a moment and noticed the contents of her father's message, then returned it to her uncle.
"Then I will leave tomorrow" Aisyah said as she shrank her tears and looked at the two old men with a stern look. "It also happens that UMPTN will be held soon."
"We will prepare everything you need later" said his uncle reluctantly. Aisha had long filled their days, adding to the excitement and excitement in the family.Now her departure would truly make the residence desolate as uninhabited.
"Then, Aisyah went to aunt's room." said the girl then got up and stepped out of the living room. Halima, their daughter, got up and followed Aisyah's steps until the girl went into the room and closed the door. before long Halima returned and looked at her parents with great irritation.
"Who is papa iyo going to want Adnan? Papa knows I can baku pisa with sister?"
(why did you agree to om adnan's request? do you know, I can't break up with my brother, can I?)
after venting her frustration, Halima who was also unable to maintain her firmness ran into the room while crying.
the responsible girl opened the door of the room, finding Aisyah sitting on the edge of the bed while turning her back. Halima realized Aisyah was crying for herself.Can't stand the feeling that raced blue, Halima immediately hit and hugged Aisyah.The two drowned in tears together, spending time that began to dissolve.
...*******...
Aisyah looked at the large bus in white paint with a blue line.a tire wheel emblem mounted with wings that were printed on the body of the bus. DAMRI writing plastered beside the logo of the transport company.
the frenzy at the Poso trans terminal has been going on since 7 am. Aisyah circulated her gaze at least as a memory that this was her last day in the city.
rows of haul cars lined up. Some of the cars were fitted with sound systems, playing popular songs by famous biduanita. There are also others playing non-stop music rhythmic disco.
kernets and freight brokers exclaim to promote the services of each transportation service they serve in exchange for several thousand rupiahs just buyers of cigarettes and capital to play online gambling.
Behind him, his uncles looked at the girl's back as he began to lift his legs up the bus stairs. Aisyah looked for the number of seats she would sit on according to the number listed on the ticket.she got it and sat quietly by the side of the window.
"Send us the news, when you get there." his aunt's message.
Aisyah nodded slowly while fixing the backpack in her arms.not many items carried.just a few clothing stels and maps containing important files for the preparation of UMPTN.
his uncle reached into the pocket to take out his wallet and opened it, he took out 5 pieces of red paper with Ir. Sukarno and Drs. Mohammad Hatta with a nominal 100,000 rupiah.the man handed it to Aisyah.The girl again nodded slowly and save the money given her uncle nailed his jeans.
"Greetings to Halima aunty." said Aisyah.
the aunt just nodded, "Halima locked herself in the room.she hasn't been willing to lose you."
the uncle stood behind his wife, drowning in his silence.Just a look in his eyes revealed how deeply his pain had to part with the niece he had considered to be his biological daughter.
but this is a decree that has been informed together. Currently, they must release it. like it or not. willingly or unwillingly.
passengers have filled many empty benches in the bus. The driver who had been busy with coffee with friends driver now gets on the bus and starts running the engine.
shortly after, the bus began to leave the Poso transit terminal. Aisyah watched the last wave of her aunt's hand.just before the bus began to drive on the city streets until a while later the bus left the city of Poso, splitting the green expanse of the forest. the trip will take a day and two nights to survive until the destination. []
