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Blue Sky Who Became Witness

"The blue sky will be a witness

That there is a story that is about to begin."

  I forgot my intention to return to my homeland. I'm like a stranger here. Even though I know them. There's my sister, there's my cute niece, there's even my mom and dad raising me.

  Every time I swing my steps through the corner of the room in this house that I remember only his face, his smile, even my brief memories with Firhan here.

I forgot my purpose.

Why am I here. Why would I stay away from her like this.

  The sky turned blue, today is not a holiday, there is not a single tourist who visited the pine forest even since I am here.

Dad's getting well, maybe it hurts from missing me.

But it could also be because of the tiredness of taking care of office work that makes the father overtime from morning until the sun dims at the west end.

  I sat on the swing of the cocoon that my mother had just bought. Mom deliberately put this swing on the balcony of my room to refresh my mind for a moment when tired. He said before I asked why. Warm sun began to seep in between the pores of my skin, I miss sunbathing.

For three days I was just silent staring at the door horden dancing nari, do not want to step down, even for three days I was provided with food by mbok Lastri, wife of Mr. Parman my family driver. He kindly brought food into my room upstairs.

As the white clouds gradually disappeared, the blue sky in these mountains spread my memory. About him, a guy I miss every hour, minute and second.

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  The sky is enchanting, this bright natural atmosphere welcomes my arrival from Medan after pre-marital book surgery at UMSU.

My heart has been pounding since I got out of a maroon car in front of the airport. Sometimes my steps became trembling, and my mind suddenly became irregular. It started when I arrived at Kualanamu international airport. The driver who was assigned to pick me up to the green campus was stuck in traffic. The road cannot be passed. And that was when a young lecturer happened to be in the airport area to pick up his nephew. I was told by the team that held this event that the event would be postponed tomorrow due to the effects of the jam and asked for permission to give my number to Firhan's lecturer. The lecturer contacted me first through the WhatsApp message he sent.

I'm Firhan who took the place of the driver to pick you up

Where are you ?

+Sy in front of the parking lot.

- okay, wear color clothes..?

+Light blue, pink hijab.

I waited for him for a long time.

Sit in the stroller and then stand for longer. Then the phone rang after my feet felt on the edge by the ants.

I'm tingling and he just called astaghfirullah. My inner

"Assalamualaikum, where are you brother?"

Ask her to the point.The voice is crisp and familiar to my ears.

"I'm in front of the parking lot sir"

I saw someone making a phone call across from me. An athletic tall man, wearing a brown cream shirt that had been wiri in front of me, next to me, and behind me.

"But I saw a girl wearing a blue pink hijab" she said, looking into my eyes from a distance. I was looking at the clothes I was wearing.

Abaghfirullah!!I wear a brown hijab creamy robe.

"Yes Allah. Yes sir I'm sorry I forgot I was wearing a brown crem shirt" I laughed he instantly turned off his phone then took the red maroon HR-V and headed towards me.

"Let me just that ..." I was pensively not finished talking he had first lifted my suitcase and bag into his car.

"Just me." Briefly speaking, she smiled knotingly.

After I entered the car how shocked, my eyes saw the man who was sitting next to me on the plane was another car with me.

"Then again" said the man, again he confirmed his dark brown-framed glasses when he began the conversation.

"How come you are again!?"

"I'm his nephew. Apparently you made me wait a long time in the parking lot." he said. I twirled my eyeballs.

"You know each other ? Or a campus?" The lecturer asked while moving his index finger.

"Ooo enggak2 we only had time to sit one row on the plane earlier" I explained so as not to misunderstand.

I don't want people to think I know men. Because I don't like to be friends with men.

Slowly the car we were riding in passed leaving the airport area. The silent atmosphere was only occasionally when her plump eyes collided with me as she looked back through the glass in front of her. While the nephew of lecturer Firhan has been asleep since exiting the airport toll.

"I'm sorry sir, I don't care about my clothes. As I recall I was wearing light blue and pink" I started the conversation due to the silence along the highway.

"Yes, I'm sorry for the inconsideration."

"His husband doesn't come?"

Oh God, this is the one time people thought I was married.

"I'm still single sir. Haha yaa father of the people who thought I was married."

"Oh my God. I thought I was married." - Shame

"But why his work ...."

He continued, he said hanging while scratching his forehead.

"Ooh yeah good. I like it too. Can I keep the number? I would like to introduce this event to some of my lecturer friends in Aceh" he said

"Iyya may, with pleasure sir" I replied excitedly.

"Why father there is no logat logat medannya ? You're not a field guy, are you ?" I was wondering, I saw him looking at me from the windshield.

"Iyya 3 years I became a lecturer at UMS. And last December I moved to UMSU for personal reasons."

  "Oooh" my lips round

Half an hour passed I was stopped in front of the entrance of the OYO hotel in the Deli Serdang area.

"Jazakumullah khiran sir.."

"Grivi ..." His word. His maroon red car slowly advanced, I turned around but his car horn went off twice indicating I had to turn again towards his car.

"Yes ??"

"Emm your return, I ask permission to take you to the airport tomorrow afternoon. Good luck with your show." He passed without asking for my consent.

I nodded to myself, stepped in a shudder, my mind continued to be haunted by a sense of wonder at the attitude of the lecturer earlier. If I may ask, I would like to know if he is married, has he had someone in his life. But it's too far. Only my prayers are convincing and close.

As far as any distance if he is your soul mate, Allah will bring you closer

Tonight I will sleep comfortably, then prepare to be ready for my show.

An hour went by and threw off the blanket, upset. My heart was pounding so hard that I was worried that tomorrow the event was not going well just because I was groggy. Astarghfirullah... God, please strengthen my heart.

  I looked at the sky of the room I visited, the color of the crem wall patterned batik salur this reminds me of a father who really likes to wear batik. I try to turn my mind as clear as I can. I fell asleep because I forgot how to sleep comfortably and quietly. My mind started to get distracted by it. Until the dream flower that I have become irregular.

Good morning Medan!

  This hot spring is different from the pine forest in my themat. Each time this step stands not on where AC sweat begins to pour. I saw the watch showing at 08.05.The driver who was sent to pick me up came, 15 minutes to the green campus of UMSU.

The book's surgery is general. For men and women too. Everyone gathered in the auditorium. At least the morning after dhuha my mind became quite fresh.

I don't feel like time has passed. I see 20 minutes left. Time to answer.

"Well, because it has run out of the material that I convey, from my brother or brother who wants to ask me please. If your questions are easy, I will answer Allah. If your questions are difficult, my answer is short. Allahu a'lam bish shawab, God knows better the answer." All the audience laughed.

I saw someone wearing a light blue long shirt raising his hand.

"I want to ask..." That voice made me look for him, really him! the guy in the light blue shirt, the lecturer who drove me here. The only teacher who followed my show. I smiled and asked him .

"If we fall in love, and we take care of ourselves, Istikharah we have done. How do we express love to that woman so she knows that we really want to marry her ?"

He asked confidently waiting for an answer. Cheerful cheers from college student Cieee. After a new silent voice I answered

"Come to his parents. Say you want to marry her daughter." Then I'll continue

"For marriage is proof of a man's love for a woman, not with a flutter, not with a promise.do not confess love if still invited to the worship room, do not confess love if you do not dare to go to his parents. Prove love by justifying it.!" My answer.

I found him smiling, his wiibawa was evident from the way he spoke and communicated to his opponent. The hot day suddenly became cold for me

I'm closing this show.

After chatting with some students I decided to resign, the plane will leave at 13:00. The maroon red car is waiting for me, the man wearing the sunglasses let me in. I hesitated to take a step, how could I possibly do the thing I forbid? I don't dare to be alone in a car with a stranger.

"There's my niece inside, not just the two of us" as if understanding my heart she convinced me to get in her car.

Car drove. I was silent enjoying the view of Medan city from the toll road to the airport.

"May I visit your house ?" Lecturer Firhan opened his mouth talking. I'm sure he's talking to me.

"I'm !?" Too stiff

"Yes, if I'm pleased I'd like to propose to you near this."

"Haaa iyya bang ?" Lecturer Firhan's nephew was more surprised to hear his words. I'm shivering in this car. Even this view poured into the window so as not to meet him through the rearview mirror in front of him.

"If you have any faith in me marry me, if you have any doubts about me please speak yasmine adelia."

I could not speak I fell silent and I agreed. I am confident in the decisions I make. For five minutes I was silent....

"Please leave your home address. In shay Allah January 6th I will fly there."

"Let me send it via WhatsApp." My words were trembling in response to reality.

Sometimes love does only need belief, without istikharah even if there is confidence in the heart is enough. Because all I know is that love is about faith and attraction

The destiny of my love will begin soon if God meridhoi.

This blue sky will be a witness

There is a story that is about to begin.