Love Because ...

FITA VEIL

Bada magrib, they went to one of the largest malls boasted “ CIWALK”. Rio was walking side by side with Bu Sriyantika while Rara and Tia were following behind. Bu Sriyantika bought some traditional Bandung food for souvenirs. Rio as the adam did not hesitate to help bring the groceries of Bu Sriyantika.

Rio looked at his watch, time showed seven more hours. Adan is not heard in the mall because of the rowdy. Rio reminded for the prayers first, he always tried his prayers ontime, and it was the most Bu Sriyantika liked from him.

After that they rested in one of the restaurants. Rio and Bu Sriyantika were sitting side by side, while Tia was side by side with Rara. Rio sat opposite Rara, this made her freely enjoy the beautiful face of Rara. Rio was unceasingly looking at Rara, instead Rara always threw away the gaze avoiding Rio's gaze. Sometimes a few times their eyes crossed, Rara was completely misbehaved by Rio. Rara decided to be busy with her car ignoring Rio, checking some incoming emails.

“Rara want to retire what nduk?” ask Bu Sriyantika.

“Samain aunt,” replied Rara politely smiled. He put a moment his gawai answered Bu Sriyantika's question.

“You Rio want pesen what?”

“I chiken steak and mango juice aja.”

“Ya already Rara, auntie samain rich Rio ya?”

“Iya aunt.” Rara didn't comment much.

“Rio, you often street-rich gini?” ask Bu Sriyantika.

“Former aunty, but now rare.”

“Later mah will often a, if already married,” sela Tia.

“Moreover marriage is the same Rara, her hobby of shopping tuh,” taunted Tia while nudging Rara's arm.

Rio and Bu Sriyantika laughed at Tia's chattering, as they teased Rara. While Rara is still engrossed in her behavior ignoring Tia who had previously teased her.

“Ra loe why?” tanya Tia snatched Rara's phone.

“E-e was email,” said Rara was about to reach her phone, Tia avoided lifting her phone up high.

“Udah nduk, inget aunt said limited work, ndak good you know. Can again eat malem,” said bu Sriyantika advising.

“Iya aunt.” Rara directly obeyed the words of Bu Sriyantika. Tia returned her phone putting it right in front of Rara.

“Ra, but I kasian loh same husband elo later,” said Tia tease Rara again.

“What the hell, elo say what?” ask Rara annoyed.

“Kasian why nduk?” ask her to Tia.

“Ya kasian aja, which so his acta, dicuekin keep him his workaholic, let alone Rara fiercely begging for mercy,” explained Tia cengengesan.

“Iya yes nduk actually said Tia nduk, you should change your nature nduk softer,” said Bu Sriyantika commented.

“Iya aunty,” answered Rara briefly trying not to want many comments.

“Do not yes ja dong evidainin!” sahut Tia fishing Rara.

“Tia evidences how, elo mah not reasonable, I am not married how do I prove?”

“Yes abisnya, if elo talk the same a Rio fierce anyway, if not juteknya for mercy,” timpal Tia back.

“Yes is natural, the person he is not my greeting. If I am a Rio wife, yes where dare I treat my imam rich like that,” timpal Rara fast, annoyed.

Hearing Rara Bu Sriyantika and Tia look at each other and laugh crisply, Rio also laughed. Rara immediately closed her mouth, saying that she was Rio's wife.

“Kalo I'm his wife a Rio.” Tia pressed the sentence again mocking, Rara immediately closed her face because of embarrassment.

“With my pleasure,” timpal Rio back smiling.

“Where's Rio?” ask Bu Sriyantika.

“Kalo Rara so my wife, Rio seneng aunt,” obviously Rio.

“Don’t try!” timpal Rara is cynical about Rio.

“I won't,” reply Rio to Rara.

“What?” rara asked, there was a feeling of pleasure Rio said the word as he agreed not to make her his wife.

“Don’t try to stop loving you, I won’t.” further Rio made Rara more upset. Rio glared at Rara with his seduction.

“You are both romantic,” said Bu Sriyantika laughs happily like seeing a couple fighting.

During dinner, Rara controls herself more to be quiet because she is afraid to talk wrong again. He simply answered the question with a yes or a smile.

“Nduk aunt can ask please no?”

“Ask what auntie please?” rara said while stirring up her drink that was almost gone.

“Buyin aunty veil two, which is good for your age to make a gift, aunt cape if you have to go down again, no papa right?”

“Iya aunt, can.”

“Rio accompany Rara huh?” bu Sriyantika said to Rio.

“Good aunt,” replied Rio girang.

“Loh do not need aunt, Rara can do it alone,” elak Rara.

“You how the hell nduk, weukan women are not good to walk alone, let alone are you beautiful nduk, later if there is a tempting you how?” obviously Bu Sriyantika made Rara think how to get Rio not to come.

“Rara equals Tia aja ya?” rara's proposal.

“Aduh Ra, pegel nih. Uda ma Rio yes!” tia was writhing her hands and body. Rara was upset, she was sure Tia was deliberately pretending.

“That's there to hunt down, kasian mamih tomorrow to leave in the morning!” added Tia.

“Iya Ra hayu.” Persuade Rio

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Along the way, Rio walked side by side with Rara, how difficult it was for Rara to keep her distance because Rio always followed her footsteps.

“A?”

“Ya?”

“Aa road first I follow behind!” said Rara who did not want to walk side by side.

“I don't know where the shop is?” elak Rio's.

“Ya already later if there is a veil shop we stop, aa time do not know the store veil?” rara said annoyedly making Rio smile.

“Good.”

Before long they enter the veil shop, Rara is engrossed in choosing a veil suitable for her age. Rio behind her stood waiting for Rara.

“This is good gak?” rara asked her the model of the veil she had chosen. He forgot if the one behind him was Rio, he thought it was Tia.

‘Aduh!’ he regretted asking.

“Good,” replied Rio briefly smiled. Rara returned Rio's smile with a forced smile. She thought about how she could escape Rio for just a moment.

“A can I ask for help?”

“Ya?”

“Please payin to gauze, I wait here, can?” Rara gave up two veils consisting of one milo-colored rectangular veil and one purple-colored pasmina.

“Can,” replied Rio took his veil.

“Owh yes this is the money,” Rara took her wallet out of her bag.

“No need, just use my money. Later let aunt Sri who paid to me directly.” Rara nodded in agreement, then Rio went to kasa.

Rara smiled happily about to leave the store leaving Rio.

“Teh Febby!?” call the little boy out and hug him suddenly. He looks like a 6th grade elementary schooler.

Rara was shocked by the behavior of the little boy. Then the cute little boy immediately grabbed and kissed Rara's back hand.

“Fita what else is here? Who do you keep coming here?” rara asked worried about Fita wandering around alone.

“Fita here want to buy a veil for school, a veil that Febby tea bought for Fita has faded color, has helped the same safety. The word mamah kendungnya can not be used anymore. So aja Fita must buy a new veil, even though it's Fita's favorite veil, Febby's tea is loving,” explained Fita anxious. Rara smiled happily at Fita's chattering that she bought her school veil.

“Terus Fita here who is it?”

“Sama mom.”

“Where is it?”

“That!”

Fita pointed back at a woman Rara knew. Ika tea that he had met in training jogya, he immediately approached.

“Febby geulis pa news?” between Ika tea, Rara immediately stood up, confused. Ika tea kissed Rara's right and left cheeks familiarly.

“Teh seems to have misunderstood, I mean still wrong people,” elak Rara does not want to admit herself as Febby because of her bad past. She was also afraid of the hunt Rio came and Ika tea spoke strangely in front of Rio.

“Aduh geulis (beautiful) Febby, pretentious ka teteh, teteh have any wrong with you? why you are so rich. Then why yesterday at the store you even run away, cry? Honestly geulis, do not feel good with you?” ask Ika tea because of Febby's changed behavior.

“Teh, but nothing wrong, I think it's just..,”

“Well what's up?” a middle-aged man approached Ika tea.

“Eh the papah, know this Febby friend of the time mamah work in Giant pasteur, but unfortunately pah now his shop is already flat on the ground,” joking Ika tea, while laughing.

“I Tisna husband Ika, mah this tea the teteh who helped Fita time in the hospital tea right?”

“Astagfirullohhaladzim, mamah forgot. Uh a?” greet Ika tea to the back of Rara. Rara immediately turned her head apparently Rio had returned from the gauze.

“This is your husband's tea geulis?”

“Not tea, he temen my work,” replied Rara, Rio throw a friendly smile on Ika and Tisna tea.

“Owh know me Ika and this is my husband Tisna.” Ika tea thrust her hand, but Rio shook hands without touching her, then he shook Tisna's hand.

“I Rio,” Rio said to the couple.

“Keep this sweet child whose name is it?” rio asked Fita while poking her cuby cheeks.

“Fita a?” answer Fita cute.

“Owh yes briefly geulis.” Ika tea grabbed the wallet from inside her bag and took out some red money sheets.

“This is geulis, one million support or calculated first.” Ika tea puts money on Rara.

“This money what?” ask Rara wonder.

“You mah pohoan (forgetful), it was Fita sick until entering the hospital, teteh pinjem the same money you.”

“Iya, I am grateful that time to help you, thank you tea,” added Tisna.

“Udah this snob taken atuh.” Ika Tea took Rara's hand and slipped her the money in her hand.

“Teh for a moment I think this is a misunderstanding,” Rara tried to return the money by taking Ika tea hands back but Ika tea managed to avoid.

“Eh you mah, misunderstanding misunderstandings continue, teteh mah so confused. Do not-don't, you don't want to receive this money because now the salary is already great huh? Oh calm Feb, right now it's already in Panbe, the salary is also great oruh. Even teteh thanks for helping enter the work there,” Ika clear teas chatty.

“Iya tea has been accepted, anyways it is a debt. Debt will be paid tea, kasian the same we or if we do not pay it off, sin.” said Tisna defending his wife. Rara silently heard Tisna's explanation that had a point, now she could not dodge.

“Teh Febby temenin Fita cariin veil yuk!” pinta Fita shaking Rara's hand.

“Iya Feb eta si Fita same veil you tea meni recipe kabina-bina (liked) do not want to be replaced geura until the hood leucek (broken), even though the veil has been taun-taun from the first class of SD until now fifth class, hard pisan (very) told to buy a tea veil, has been bought a new one even given to babaturana (cement) , pardon eta slave (pardon tu son),” clear Ika tea.

“Iya Fita?” rara asked Fita, overwhelmed by the story of Ika tea.

“Iya tea, Fita always pray with God may Febby tea give Fita veil again. Eh Alhamdullilah do’a Fita granted, now meet the same Febby tea here,” explained Fita girang.

Rara was happy with Fita's words, her teary eyes made one drop of her tears fall on the base of her cheek. He was happy because there was finally something good he could find from him in the past.

“Teh Febby why cry? If Febby tea does not want it already papa, Fita does not make it. Febby tea don't be sad,” said Fita felt guilty wiping Rara's tears.

“No darling, not sad. Teteh happy to meet you here, still want to nemenin Fita buy veil,” said Rara smiled.

“Hore!” Fita hugged Rara tightly. Rara hugged Fita back warmly.

“Sama teteh Fita buyin many veils yes!”

“Asiikkk!” Fita jumping around in excitement.

“Eh do not mind, ngerepotin you geulis, ” said Ika tea.

“Gak papa my tea even seneng kok.” timpal Rara.

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Fita and Rara walked around the hall looking for a veil, while Ika tea, her husband and Rio chatted waiting for them.

“Fita in her school uniform how many?.”

“Fourth teteh, there is a red and white shirt, scouts, batik equally muslim for Friday,” he explained smiling.

“Tea buyin per uniform two yes, so Fita can change. White uniform necklace white, right?”

“Iya tea.”

Rara instantly took out two white veils from the display. Rara was so enthusiastic about choosing a veil for Fita, not only did she buy a lot of veils for Fita everyday at home.

“Mamaah.” Shouted Fita approaching his mama girly, happy.

“Look Fita bought many veils same tea Febby.” Fita shows two swish sacs filled with pride.

“Yeah eta the Febby, you tea buyin or wholesale shop?” Rara smiled at Ika's tea chatter.

“Iya tea a lot of pisan,” added Tisna unpalatable.

“Teteh not good if gini mah, already the same teth replaced,” said Ika tea about to take out his wallet.

“Eh do not tea.” Rara held off the arm of Ika tea.

“Udah no papa teas, I like how to do it.”

“Owh yes already, dear Fita said what same Febby tea?” Ika tea on her son.

“Thank you Febby tea,” said Fita smiled.

“Sama-sama dear, do not forget to thank also Allah.”

“owh Yes Fita forgot.” Fita hit her own jidat. “Alhamdullillbornabil alamin.”

“Teh I say yes, because I awaited.” Rara saw the clock showing nine more hours.

“Iya atuh, nohun nya geulis. May my karentosan nu ku kangkung ku his Allah.” (may be in the same place Allah)

“Aaamiiin,” said Rara affirms Ika tea prayer.

Ika Pamit tea kisses both cheeks Rara.

“Feb you mah from the past did not change, keep bageur (good),” plus Ika tea makes Rara nod a happy smile.

“Sayang keep coming home first yes, you become a diligent child yes, follow the words mamah hopefully you become a child sholehah,” Rara told Fita.

“Iya tea Febby.”

Fita kissed both Rara's cheeks and right hand. He also grabbed and kissed the back of Rio's hand. Rara is pleased with Fita's polite attitude towards adults.

“Wassalamualikum, drug,” said Ika tea, Tisna and Fita go from the veil shop.

“Wa’alaikumussalam dada.”

Rara waved at Fita enthusiastically. He watched them leave until they turned into one of the hallways.