Longsuffering

Beautiful Past

duhai story ago

pull over at the corner of time

flutter the hue of taste in the strapping of the heart

me and him are love

-Wita

Bandung, Wita-Vishnu

Wita Pov's

I was dreaming beautifully. Run around in a playground with a gulali of dad-given nuts in hand. Dad was after me when I was working on him. My voice sounds small and my face looks funny. I'm wearing a purple dress given by my father. I was in the hallway of time. I was the same age as Adhis, and in my dream I was very happy.

The guava tree I was backing up her trunk made my body feel shady. I hid behind that tree from my father. Ah. I was happy, giggling to myself thinking of dad looking for me.

A pat on my shoulder made me look back. The boy I expected to be five years older than me smiled sweetly at me. I, who is still in Kindergarten, was greeted by a boy who had attended school in grade 5 or 6 Elementary School in my estimation.

"Hey funny boy! what else?", he asked with a smile. The child who was clearly taller than me and spoke louder than me looked at me fixedly and with interest.

"I'm playing with my father again", I was surprised and spread my hand forward with my index finger pointed at the father who had found my hiding. I wish this boy would understand that I have a father who would protect me if he messed around.

"Wanna play with me?" the question returned to amaze me. I returned it with a clueless look.

"There's a playground. It's like if we play there. Wanna come with me?" talk to her gently and with a friendly smile.

I shook my head in disagreement. My face stiffened from meeting a stranger who was older than me suddenly asked me to accompany him to play.

"I have to say to Dad" I said trembling. He smiled and ran away from me. But my mind increasingly gave a question mark not understanding when the boy turned out to run towards the father.

I saw from a distance the father bent his body equalized so that his face was as high as the face of the boy who had persuaded me. My father looked at me while listening to the boy speak. Then he smiled at me. I don't know what the boy said. A boy who deserves to be called a big brother.

"Your father let us play there. Come on!!", take the boy with me while pulling my hand. I looked towards my father. Dad waved and smiled at me. It's like he said; enjoy your day, son, with him.

I laughed enjoying the teeter played with the boy. "Sister..sister what's his name?" I asked while laughing in my game.

"I'm Vishnu.." he shouted. "You?"

"Witaaa. I'm Witaa.. ahahahaha.." I laughed happily with him.

"Wita. a pretty name".

"With... Wita's.. Sayaang.. Witaa.", suddenly the small voice turned echoing in my ear. The voice of an adult man is so soft and delicate. "I.. wake up!" she said I said and I felt the touch of her hand on my forehead that pulled my hair to my ear. The fresh scent of soap and Vishnu's perfume slipped in my vision.

"Still cape? still want to sleep?" he asked with a smile as I opened my two eyelids. I hugged him. Imagine if the little man who made me laugh cheerfully was a Vishnu mas.

"Hey... why? still missing?" tanyanya surprised. "Semalem not enough?", his god rubbed my head.

I shook my head. I just want to make sure that the dream is real.

"Byeah? morning jama'ah?"

"We haven't had a shower yet! Afraid to wait a long time" I replied limply.

"Yes, come on?" get her ready to carry me.

I was surprised to push his body backwards. "Wita can be alone mas. don't carry!", I said protesting.

"Relatedly? don't want to be bathed?"

"No, yes, there! he said to pray". My words apparently managed to undo the intentions of Vishnu mas. He sauntered towards the prayer mat that had been stretched facing the qibla after handing over the towel I asked to cover my body which was still covered in a blanket.

"uh!" I complained when my standing position was perfectly upright. When this leg wants to step the pain in that part begins to feel.

"Eh.. uh.why?" ask Vishnu worried. He did not say takbir yet, he immediately ran towards me. I nodded and smiled in front of him. Churning out the pain I felt with a signal he might have understood.

"Ahahahahaha." his laughter sounded so happy. "You should be washed, I guess. Pray for the congregation, after bathing!" whispered Vishnu in my ear. It seems like taking a bath twice in the near future for my husband is becoming a no-brainer today.

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"So, that wasn't a nightmare?". Mas Vishnu played my finger in his arms on the hotel sofa while facing the light of the television that we did not really watch it. In a loose white Vishnu shirt, I leaned my body against the chest of his field and nodded slowly at the question he was asking.

"Hhhmmmmmmzzz... Have you ever?" vishnu seemed to think. "First I saw that, yeah when we met at the stop. I immediately liked. Only I doubt it, the same time as the High School boy", he said while hugging me from behind.

"You are Wit, sometimes I get goosebumps myself. Sometimes I don't concentrate when I go to college".

"Emang Wita what? I will never bother you!"

"It doesn't bother you, but you don't go to school. No more sitting at the bus stop every morning. I'm not willing. That's why I'm like a fool all of a sudden asking you to be my girlfriend". He lighted up while feeding me the chocolate cake he ordered just now.

"Previously.. Have you ever had a boyfriend?" suddenly tanyanya.

I shook my head in response to a sign that had never received a special male presence in my heart. The only man I put as my future husband was only Vishnu.

"Seriously?" tanyanya.

"Wita is not too beautiful to be a woman who can have many girlfriends mas" I replied origin.

"Ah happy.." mas Vishnu kissed my ears. "Keep I'll take a pegling look at you in the hijab. Since when?" tanyakanya.

"Since Wita's memory returned" I replied. "We should be grateful that God still gives the opportunity for Wita to improve themselves".

"I will be more grateful" he said back to tighten the indentation and kiss my hair.

"What was the dream? wanna tell?". Mas Vishnu inexplicably turns out to be always detailed with my sleep business. Ever since my status changed to my husband, the questions I often heard were how I slept, whether I had nightmares or I had good dreams. He always said "wake me up if you have trouble sleeping".

In fact, the few days I married her, I always slept before her. Even after yesterday's accident when I saw a motorcycle accident in the salon, I was able to fall asleep in the rest of my tired enjoy our 'second' at this hotel.

"I met Dad" I said starting the story. "Running around with my father and playing with Vishnu mas".

"Dad. smiled happily watching us play together".

"Your father must be a great man", he praised as I almost shed tears. "Wish always dad! I haven't seen her in her life, but my prayers will always be in my prayers for her".

"Dad is gone, because Wita mas!" raangu.

"Every human being will meet his end. We each have our own way of dying. Your guilt will leave you forever hurt".

"A great father's daughter like you, doesn't deserve to live like that!" he rolled his face and wiped my tears.

"If anyone is responsible, it's me. Let me redeem everything Wita. Forgive me for all my mistakes!"

Hearing all of her words I shuffled my arms around her. "The deer? take me to his grave, will you? can it? can we?" I nodded slowly. Trying to convince myself that from today on I must fight all the restlessness in this soul to wrap up all the destiny of living with the word 'ikhlas'.

"Teruuus", he said hesitantly and carefully. "For seven years, you've had a boyfriend?"

What is this question about Vishnu? for me, it does not need to be the Lord Vishnu threw for me. Obviously if I need the guts to face my life. So the word 'lover' is not my main focus so far.

"No one wants to be Wita's lover" I replied.

"Hahahahah! I have a lot of information, you know, if you're a lot of people".

"And it is only Satria whose proposal you accept.." - Vishnu paused, as surprised by his own words.

"You.. Don't like Satria?" he said with a look that looked tense.

"You know what???" godaku's. Wrong himself he suddenly discussed Satria. What is the matter of the name Satria suddenly entered in this chat.

"Aah kamuu. watch out!! I'm the law!!!" vishnu pushed my body slowly until I was sleeping in his cage on the sofa.

"Ahahahaha.." my laughter broke when I saw the adorable face of Vishnu. And. I should have thought about it before I answered just now. For his eyes that glimmered jealousy led him to open every button of my shirt. My punishment this afternoon should be ready to accept with the constant whack of love, the simple return to each other in the rhythm of love, roll back in the touch of love and affection, himself and myself!!

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