
In the following days, we continued our activities. I still work at the distributor company as usual, while Mas Devan also went to teach at SMA.
Our marriage was one week old, and I still asked him to stay at this father's house for the reason of completing his longing for father. But my mother-in-law made an agreement that before the reception, we should start living in my husband's family home. I think there's a point in mother wanting us to stay there, because all this time just stay with mas Devan of course there is a maid and driver.
And it turns out, the mother is a plantation businessman continuing the business of her husband. But the mother still gives her children the freedom to pursue their own dreams.
What about Devan? He really intended to be friends with me, proof that he was willing to sleep in my father's room, while I was in my own room. That's why he agreed that we didn't go home to Mom first, so that I could prepare myself to be in one room with him.
"Mas.." one night when Devan and I were enjoying the atmosphere in my house.
"Hmm.." He sipped my coffee.
" Can I ask you something?"
" Maybe, as long as the question is not that difficult..."
I laughed hearing that.
"Not hard, just want to eliminate my curiosity.From the beginning I know you but always without a lover, even mother to match you with me, do you really not have someone special?"
" Do you really want to hear it?The story is very long"
"Of course, I'll prepare pop corn and drinks..."
We laugh too.
" Don't forget the tissue, I'm afraid you'll cry .." he said still chuckling
" Hmmm.I can't wait to hear it..."
Then she told me once a girl took her heart. The girl was a college classmate, and they had been in a relationship until they worked together. Kalista Mauren the girl's name. An English teacher at the same school where Devan taught as a math teacher.
But like the story of Romeo and Juliet, their relationship is not sanctioned by their respective families because of business competition that makes the two always in touch in silence. Until the peak is the death of the father of Devan mas suspected to have something to do with the girl's family.
After various investigations, it is true that the cause of death of the father of Devan was the brother of Kalista, and the result of the court decision of that person was sentenced to life.
" Mom insisted not to have a daughter-in-law of the Mauren family, even mother to the hospital with her high blood pressure ..and Mauren's family didn't want to bring us together by forcing her out of school .."
"After so long, have you not forgotten that? Is there no other way for you to get it back?"much
" Hhh...do you know the end of Romeo and Juliet's story?"
I was astonished, lest he drink poison?
"Yes right, Kinan.he drank poison after his parents decided to match him with another man..."
Oh Allah....
" Since then, I've been like an undead. Had I not promised my father that I would look after my mother and sister, I would have almost followed Kalista to the afterlife..."
"Hey.why are you really crying, Kinan? Are you sure my story is not fictional heh..."
"What!!" I said in a high tone. Is that story really just his story?
Mas Devan chuckled at my reaction.
" Have not cried, the story is not fictitious, although heavy but I am sincere with his departure" he said, wiping my tears.
Since then, Devan has been unable to accept another woman, her heart frozen. Although some women try to melt his heart.
" I'm sorry, because of me, now you're stuck in a marriage you don't want..."
" Of course I want a wedding, Kinan.I'm still normal Lo..."
Bluuusss.my chips are heating up hearing the hard code from him. I mean not that mas!!I shouted in my heart.
" Mm..how is the figure of mbak Kalista?Is he like me?"I tried to divert the conversation.
Mas Devan chuckled, then began to reminisce again.
"Yes, she is beautiful like you.Just she is tall with long black curls, her attitude is also soft and always looks feminine.."
Waduuh.why I became inferior, I was short, tomboy and my urak'an attitude far from soft words.
I was really devastated to hear the criteria of the woman my husband liked.
"Kok quiet?"
" Minder mas.." I said honestly
"Ha.ha.you are funny, cute and spontaneous. You don't have to be someone else ..."
" Are you seducing me?"
" Did I succeed...? " he said with a smile still on his face.
I became silent. This kind of atmosphere reminds me of him. The difference is that Devan is softer, while he is hilarious and rancid, making me always anxious to hit him.
" You remember the ex...?" that question jolts me.
"Sorry.." I confirmed his words earlier.
"I'm not jealous ., aren't we going to learn to have each other and let the past just be a memory ... "
" Yes mas." My eyes stared deep into the quiet streets as the night was late.
I guess I have to keep going forward, even though I sometimes have to look back for a moment but my feet will still go forward with the person God has chosen for me.