Love for Faith
Something Simple But Special for Him
The motor of Faith stopped right at a simple house fenced in brown paint. Although simple, but the house of Iman looks beautiful, because the yard is planted with various types of flowers and ornamental plants in pots. Love did not dare to get off the bike, his gaze straight ahead with a blank look.
“Love, have arrived, not dropped?” ask Faith wonder.
Love shook her head, repeatedly the beautiful girl let out a heavy sigh. “Love come home, Deh, Kak.”
Faith laughed softly. “Down, Sweetheart. Brother wants to get off the bike, later you fall.”
Love obeys the commandments of faith. After the two of them came down, Faith helped Love take off her helmet.
“Do not, Brother!” prevent Love while holding his helmet while looking at Faith with a hearty look.
“His helmet was not opened? Login to the ATM only the helmet must be opened.” Faith undoes her intention to help remove the helmet from the top of Love's head.
“Love deg-degan, really, sister. Nervous, nih,” Love with a voice that trembles and gains weight.
“Gugup anyway, nervous. But, don't have to wear a helmet either, kali. Your head will be dizzy, you know.”
Love took off the helmet perched on his head, then put the helmet on the porch of the house of Faith.
“Sister, Love is afraid.”
“Casual, Love. Mother Her brother is welcome, kok.”
“Totally?”
“Iya, Latitude Love Larasati, Darling. Yuk, login.”
Love is slow. Her footsteps were heavy enough to enter the house. The beautiful girl sighed resignedly, her head bowed. He tried to gather all his courage. For some reason, he became very afraid to meet the Mother of Faith. How not, the feeling is not good considering the attitude of his Father at that time towards the Mother of Faith. Love is only afraid, because the actions of the Papa, Mother of Faith will even hate it.
Iman smiled a little, understanding the anxiety that was plaguing his girlfriend. Faith goes closer, holding both shoulders of Love.
“Love,” call Faith softly, then open the door of the house with one hand, while the other hand still holds the shoulder of Love. “Yuk, login.”
Love nodded resignedly and tried to convince her that the Mother of Faith would definitely like her. Upon entering the living room, the sense of smell of Love is the scent of room-scenting lavender, making the feeling of Love a little calmer.
“Assalamu aleikum, Bund. Someone called arisan, here!” I cried out after taking off her shoes.
“Waalaikum greetings, kok, billed again? Mommy already paid, really, yesterday,” replied Mommy while rushing to the middle room. “Eh, there is a guest apparently. Faith, beautiful like this is said to be a tagger arisan.”
“Assalamu aleikum, Mommy, how are you?” Love approached Mother, then kissed the reverence of the back of her hand.
“Waalaikum greetings, thank God, well, beautiful. Mommy is happy to meet again the same Love,” said Bu Lastri while stroking gently the back of Love.
“Love is also happy, Mommy.”
“Yuk, accompany Mother to eat. Coincidentally Mother cooked chicken soy sauce.” Miss Lastri led Love to the dining table.
“Faith not invited, nih, Bund? Be guided too, dong. Faith limp, again attacked hungry.”
“You want to be bribed? I have a girlfriend, still spoiled. Can do it yourself, ‘kan?”
Love smiles a little, when else try to see the girlfriend suffer? Faith moved from the sofa joined Mother and Love who had been at the dining table first.
“Come, eat it plus more Love.”
“Still, Bund, this way is also enough, kok.”
“He was afraid of fat Bund, so eat it a little,” ledek Faith responded Love with a sharp gaze.
“Walau later become fat, the beauty of this natural Love will not fade, Man.”
Love blushed embarrassed as well as happy to hear the defense of Mother. The fear that had enveloped him, was immediately dissipated by the warm welcome from the Mother of Faith.
“Where is Mother's cooking, Love?”
“Such a son, Bund. This is my favorite food of Iman, yes?”
“Yes, he likes chicken soy sauce. But even though Mommy cooks a variety, she still, tuh, can not move on from her favorite practical menu.”
“What is it, Bund?” Love seems very enthusiastic to know the food of Faith.
“Nasi fried eggplok. Confessed with the food, he must have eaten it greedily and will not refuse.”
Love mangosteen. It turns out that the food of Faith is quite practical, easy to make, and simple. Neco-neko.
“If you are the same Faith is destined to mate, do not be surprised, Faith is difficult to build in the morning. Love flush only use cold water.”
Love laughs. He was actually no wonder to hear the story of Mother about the Faith that is so, because Faith often comes late to school. What else is the cause if not wake up.
“Mother, use watered all water, indeed Faith cat who wants to steal salted fish.”
“Still mending the cat, than you, always first the rooster wakes up.”
Love laughed with satisfaction at the sight of Faith dead fleas before her Mother. When else try, see the other side of Faith who in school is always good at ngeles, at home itself was not even wrinkled.
Finish eating and chatting casually, Love parted home. Along the way, the lips of Love endlessly smiled. He felt very happy, because his fear was unproven. The mother of Faith received it with open arms.
“Love, proven, ‘kan, Mommy likes you?”
‘Iya, Brother. To the extent that Cinta forgot to apologize for the actions of Papa and his Mother Brother.”
“Udah should not be discussed. Mother has forgotten it, kok.”
“Kak, from earlier Love at the house Brother, why not see Kak Ikhsan?”
“Why, kangen? Still can't move on from the same feeling ngefans him?”
“Ih, Brother, don't be jealous just yet. It is not possible, same relationship with the prospective sister-in-law?”
Faith silenced, did not respond and chose to focus on driving. Fortunately, Love does not ask any more. The motor of Faith stopped right at a large and luxurious house. Love took off the helmet, then came down from the motor of Faith.
“Pak Baratha hasn't come home yet, huh?” Iman glanced towards the garage located next to the house of Love. There did not seem the car that often drove Mr. Baratha to school.
“Not yet. Seems to be in school with the teachers. Why, Brother? Want to be friendly too, huh?”
Faith laughed a little while trying to hide the pounding on her chest. Then, the guy pulled something out of his pants pocket. Faith then got off her bike and stood right in front of Love.
“Kak won't stop by? At home there's nobody, Brother.” Love looks worriedly towards Faith.
“Love, close your eyes.”
Love was aghast, then spread his gaze to the left and right of the road. “Eh, What do you want to do? No, ah.”
“Close his eyes, Love.”
“Don't, Brother, not yet muhrim. Later raided security complex.”
‘Love, please, close your eyes. Just a minute."
While holding a beat in the chest, finally Love obeyed the will of the girlfriend. After his eyes closed, he felt his palm being held by Faith and there was something Iman placed on top of that palm.
“Well, now, open his eyes.”
Love opens her eyes slowly. The beautiful girl was immediately surprised to find a Minion-shaped keychain in her grasp.
“Tadi, time you again and in the toilet. Sorry, can not buy the doll.”
“Nothing, Brother. This is also very good, Love has not had anything like this, and Love likes. Thanks yes.”
Faith is happy to see Love happy with the keychain Minion gave her. The girl was unceasingly observing and caressing him. Occasionally, he is seen kissing his miniature Minion. Iman looks at the behavior of Love. Who would have thought, a beautiful girl, clever, calm, and looking perfect that, can act like that when faced with everything that smells Minions.
“Kirain Cinta, Sister was going to ask for sun. Love until shocked.”
“Tense yes? No, it is not yet lawful and legitimate in the eyes of Allah, the ruler, the guardian, also the witness and all members of our family.” Faith stroked the soft head of Love which was covered in a white veil. “Big brother came home, yes. Be careful at home. Call your sister if there's anything. Assalamu aleikum.”
“Waalaikum greetings, be careful, Sister. Call when you get home, yes “
Iman nodded, then drove his motorbike, leaving the idol who made him always pounding, even if only by imagining his beautiful face. New love enters after the motor of Faith disappears at the turn. Her tiny lips did not stop humming and always curved to form a beautiful smile.
***
Mr. Baratha came out of his room while rubbing his eyes many times. The man glanced towards the clock that was attached above the middle space wall. The hour hand shows 04:30. This morning, the atmosphere in the kitchen sounded quite crowded. The sound of someone stirring the cooking in a frying pan, echoed to the corners of the house. The smell of garlic poured out into every corner of the room. Who cooks this morning?
Mr. Baratha walked towards the kitchen and found Love was busy cooking there. The hand of the princess was so deftly flipping through the cooking on the pan.
“Love, what more cook? Smells great, appetizing.” Pak Baratha's nose smell the cooking that Love is making.
“Fried rice SPTC, Pa. Make breakfast the same lunch to school as well.”
Mr. Baratha frowned upon hearing the name of the food made by Love. “That new kind of fried rice, Love? Papa feeling just heard SP what is it?”
“SPTC, Special Use Telor Ceplok, hehehe.”
“Hahaha, you are this, kirain Papa a kind of nasgor today.”
“Love, he wants to make nasgor today, Pa. But, the person prefers the original like this.” Love spontaneously covered her mouth with both hands, realizing that she was talking.
“Oh, make Faith mean?”
“Ngak, kok, Pa. Meaning of Love, Papa would have preferred the original nasgor flavor, ‘kan rather than the current one?” Hurry Love rectifies his words, worried that the Papa is suspicious.
“The lesson you brought to school for Faith as well, Papa will not give punishment. Origin eaten in hours of rest, not when learning is ongoing.” Mr. Baratha laughed seeing his daughter blush in embarrassment. The man then rushed to the bathroom, because sayup-sayup sounded dawn azan from the mosque complex.
“Since you became friends, Iman so rarely get punished ya!” yelled Mr. Baratha from the bathroom.
“Had not been lucky before, times, Pa, so punished just!” love Spark while laughing.
Love then continues its work. After tasting a bit of his homemade fried rice and feeling that the season was fitting, he put it in a medium-sized rice container and arranged it on the dining table along with other tableware for breakfast he and Papa. The rest, Love put in a container of blue colored boxes while smiling meaningfully.
“Again, Love. Whoa, a new keychain, huh? Funny expression Minionnya.” Naya's hand played a keychain that Love put on one of her carry bag zippers.
“Dikasih same Brother Iman,” said Cinta bashfully, then glanced towards the green box that Naya put on the table. “It, what is it, Nay?”
Naya looks shy and hesitates to answer. “Anu .... Chocolate jam bread for Kak Gilang.”
“Nay, don't be shy. I also bring provisions for Brother Iman.”
“Oh, yes?” Naya's eyes are round. He was surprised and happy because it was not only him who brought food for his girlfriend. “By the way anyway busway, what are you carrying?"
“There, deh.” Love blinked one eye, making Naya curious.
“Duh, so kepo nih, want to rush hours of rest. Let me gap you.”
“ Anyway I brought a simple but special, because this is her favorite Brother Iman.”
Their conversation stopped, as the hour-sign bell of the lesson was about to begin, already ringing out loud.
At 09:30, there was a bell sound sign break time arrived. The students scatter from the classroom, like a bunch of bees coming out of their hives. They set foot to the canteen to eliminate hunger and thirst that had been held during the lesson hours.
“Sister Faith!” call for Love while approaching Faith who wants to step foot into the canteen.
“No need to snack. Temenin Love to the back garden of the school." Next to the hand of Love draws the hand of Faith, while the other hand, Love, hides behind.
“Kakak hungry, Love. I no longer do sunnah. No time to say it.” Faith looked in wonder at the boyfriend who was acting a little strange.
“Temenin first a minute.”
Like a buffalo with a nose, Iman followed the steps of Love that led him to the garden behind the school.
“Love, what's up, anyway?”
After they sat on the park bench, Love offered a goodie bag containing a blue stock box and a bottle of mineral water to Iman.
“Nih, make Brother. It contains but yes, if the place is required to be returned. Worried asked by Papa.”
“What is this?” tanya Iman is curious and happy to get unexpected surprises from Love.
“Open aja.”
Faith took out the contents in that goodie bag. Upon seeing her, she felt deeply moved by the attention that Love gave her through the provisions that Love brought for her.
“Wah, fried rice eggplok. Thanks Love “ Iman girang not play see the contents in the box of supplies that Love brings. He started to scoop his fried rice and put it in his mouth.
“Gimana, Brother. Delicious, no?”
“Enak really Love, you besides being good at lessons, it turns out smart cooking too, yes. Truly the ideal wife.”
“Mama Cinta, ‘kan has died since Cinta was five years old. Hence, Cinta has learned to cook since childhood.”
Faith stops chewing seeing the face of Love that turns sad. “Don't be sad, Love. If you miss the house, you send a prayer. He must be very proud to have a child who can all like Love “
Clear thread dripping on the cheeks of Love. The fingers of Faith rubbed it gently. “Don't cry Love, Sister so sad. Eating out, yes. New aaaa.” Faith feeds the fried rice into the mouth of Love.
“Where, Brother, like the nasgornya?”
“But likes. Thanks, yes, Darling.”
“If Brother likes, then Love bring every day.”
“No bills slips, ‘right? Later told to pay per month again,” jokes Iman while starting to feed the fried rice.
“Ih, Brother! Make Brother mah free. Asal Abang remains a girlfriend Cinta.”
Uhuk uhuk
Faith chokes at her boyfriend's request, while Love pats Faith on the back.
“Nih, Brother, drink first. Slowly eat, the rest is still long."
Faith opened the lid of the bottle of mineral water that Love offered, then took a sip.
“Why, the heck to choke upon hearing the request of Love? Brother does not want, yes be girlfriend Cinta?”
“Yes .... Yes to oruh. But, our courtship period continues for a lifetime, when is the marriage?”
Love pinched the arm of Faith. Happy rays radiate in both beautiful netra of Love. Faith should be pleased. However, for some reason the advice of the Mother at that time gaped back in his ear.
