Love for Faith
Mom's Request
Dusk slowly began to decorate the blue sky which turned red. The soft blowing afternoon breeze felt cold tickling, hit the leaves and flowers belonging to Bu Lastri in the yard of the house, it was as if he was swaying and dancing here and there like a dancer swaying with a graceful movement. Sayup-sayup, sound of Azan Ashar reverberating from the mosque complex. Iman is still in Ikhsan's room. In fact, they performed the Ashar prayer congregated in that room. Before long, then, the two went back to silence, dissolving in a number of questions that were increasingly raging in their minds.
“Kak, it looks like Mr. Baratha has come home, deh,” said Iman broke the silence.
“It looks, anyway, yes. Outside, there was no more laughing. Yuk, meet Mommy. My head feels like it's about to break save a lot of questions.” Ikhsan got up from the top of the mattress while kneeling his temple. Then, Ikhsan opened the door and walked out of the room.
Faith nodded, then followed her sister outside the room. After being right in front of the door of Mother's room, they even elbow each other. No one dared to knock on the tightly shut door.
“Kak, you're the one who knocked on the door.”
“Dimming aja,” reply Ikhsan.
“As a first child, it should be you who have the initiative, Kak.”
“Instead, as the youngest child who is spoiled and close to Mother, should be elo, Man who knocked on the door.”
The words in front of Bu Lastri's room ended and changed with shocked expressions shown by Ikhsan and Iman. Both of them did not think that the Mother would open the door suddenly. Bu Lastri looked at Ikhsan and Iman's faces alternately with astonished gazes.
“Lho, Faith, Ikhsan. Why are you standing in front of the door of Mother's room? Compact again, put on a confused face.”
Instead of answering Mother's question, Ikhsan and Iman even elbowed each other. They looked down at the floor of the house, not daring to look back at the Mother.
“You guys, why, anyway? Even play the elbow?” Mother looked at them with a probing look.
“Bund, we want to apologize in advance. Not wanting to be poed or interfere in personal affairs and feelings of Mother, but many questions that stick in our minds,” said Ikhsan trying to vent to reveal the wedge in the heart.
“Sya, Bund. We want to ask you about Mr...” Iman did not continue speaking, because Ikhsan's elbow hunt landed pretty on his stomach. “Aaan, anyway, Brother?” Faith glared at the Big Brother, before long, he seemed to grimace in pain.
“Sorry, I intentionally,” joked Ikhsan while smiling a little.
“You want to ask about Yudha?” asked Mommy, suddenly made Ikhsan and Iman compactly nod their heads. “Alright, Mommy will tell, let your looks not like a stray person forgets the way home.”
Ikhsan and Iman looked radiant. Then the two put on a serious face, preparing to listen.
“But ..., the story will be yes. After the Maghrib prayer,” said Mother while walking to the bathroom to take ablution.
Ikhsan and Iman rushed in line at the door of the bathroom After they took turns taking ablution, the three then performed the congregational Maghrib prayer, with Ikhsan as the priest. The three of them looked solemn, especially when offering prayers for the late Mr. Fatih, Ikhsan and Iman's father.
Not felt, time moved quickly. Dusk slowly changed into night. The sky was dim and then turned dark. The night present gave a silent darkness, enveloping the universe. After performing the congregational Isya prayer, Bu Lastri, Ikhsan, and also Iman seemed to sit at the dinner table. They had dinner together with instant noodle menu, because the Mother did not have time to cook.
“Sorry, you know, our dinner menu is just fried noodles. Lately, Mommy again got the virus.”
“Virus love yes, Bund?”
Miss Lastri choked on hearing a question from Faith. Ikhsan who has not opened his voice, thrusting a glass of water at Mother. Mrs Lastri took a sip, then put her glass on the dining table.
“You, this, Man. Love, brought. He is innocent, pity if blessed. If your girlfriend is currently eating, she can choke, you know.”
Now it is Faith's turn to cough to hear the Mother's words, making Ikhsan and Mommy laugh to see the Imam who looks wrong, because the name of his girlfriend is called by Bu Lastri.
“Live to the main topic, deh, Bund.” Faith diverts the conversation. He did not want if their chat was too straight and even widened to discuss his relationship and Love. Iman then cleaned the dishes and dirty glasses of their former meals and put them in the sink.
“Cie, some salting, nih, Bund. Afraid of our relationship to the coin,” god Ikhsan makes the cheeks of Faith reddish. The laughter of Mother and Ikhsan exploded immediately at the nervousness shown by Faith, to make Iman not warty and unable to reply to the joke thrown by the brother. Faith chooses silence and sits sweetly while playing her fingers. In fact, his heart was pounding violently.
“You must be surprised yes, it has been three days to see Yudha visiting here?” ask Mother while looking at the faces of her two sons in turn.
“Sya, Bund. Why did Mr Baratha come here? Want a home visit? As far as Iman, the program was implemented by the homeroom teacher,”, said Iman who was immediately adopted by Ikhsan.
Bu Lastri sighed, then looked back at the faces of his two sons. Ikhsan and Iman are getting hurt by curiosity. They are sure, there must be something important that has become a topic of conversation between Pak Baratha and their Mother.
“Yes, it's normal, as old friends, we're chatting. Nostalgic about our High School days back then.” Netra Bu Lastri looked up at the ceiling. Every now and then, the woman's lips pouted a smile. Ikhsan and Iman looked at each other, trying to guess the expression the Mother showed.
“Kak, is it possible that Mother fell in love again with Mr Baratha?” Iman whispered in the ear of Ikhsan who was sitting next to him.
“Elo only answer. Elo, ‘kan have a girlfriend. Elo must know the characteristics of people who are in love again,” replied Ikhsan, making Iman widen his gaze towards the Brother.
“Lho, why even whispers?” Bu Lastri looked at the astonished Ikhsan and Iman who looked busy talking together.
“Bund, if you may know, Mother's meeting for three days, talk about anything?” ask Ikhsan curiously.
“Iya, Bund, curious. According to the story of Mother at that time, Mr. Baratha, ‘kan ex-girlfriend of Mother. Time yes, right see you again, no sparks of taste that used to exist?” Faith chimed in the same curious tone as the older brother.
“Yes, from the gelagat that Mother saw, anyway, Yudha is like a pedekate again. Sorry, instead of the Mother of puckery or pretentious, but it is visible from the movements.”
Hearing Bu Lastri's words, Ikhsan and Iman fought over each other to express their opinions.
“Tuh, ‘kan, Bund. Ikhsan expected. The arrival of Mr. Baratha here, has another meaning the same Mother.”
“There are shrimp behind the Bund bakwan, if eaten with white rice whose steam is still steaming, tuh, it tastes really good, if you eat it,” jokes Iman imitate the tv host in the culinary program when tasting a type of food.
“Iya, this afternoon Yudha proposed to Mommy.”
Ikhsan and Iman flinched, then compactly widened their eyes. The two again make a noise by racing each other to make a sound.
“Please answer what?” ask Ikhsan.
“Please direct, Bund. Tell me, Mommy is a single mom who has two boys whose behavior is somewhat strange. Heavy, Mr. Baratha will not be strong,” timpal Iman.
“Elo, times, the weird. I am not following,” refute Ikhsan while menoyor Iman.
“Just gimmick, Brother. Let the guts of Mr. Baratha ciut.”
“Keep, Mommy answer what?” Surprised by curiosity, Ikhsan once again asked.
“Delay answer, yes ...” Mother deliberately hung her sentence, then smiled slightly while staring at the faces of her two favorite sons.
Iman and Ikhsan were shocked. They did not expect Mommy to be so easy to accept Mr. Baratha's proposal.
“Download accept the proposal? Why not talk about it first with Ikhsan and Iman? We, will be able to give an opinion, Bund, as a consideration for Mother to make a decision.” Ikhsan. He was disappointed with the decision he made.
“Yes, Bund. Mr. Baratha does not match Mother.”
Bu Lastri and Ikhsan looked towards Iman with frowns. “Do you see in terms of what, until you say it does not fit?” asked Miss Lastri in surprise.
"Yes, what side do you see?" Ikhsan added.
“See from the pentagons and equilateral triangles," replied Faith, making Ikhsan and Bunda compactly annoyed. "Hotting orah, errat, yes," he continued, laughing to see the look of annoyed Ikhsan and Mommy. "The mother is friendly, gentle. If Mr. Baratha is the opposite of Mother. He's a jutek, Bund. Firmly also.”
“Brand, Man, if firm. He is the leader, the head of your school,”, said Mother who was arrested by her two children as a defense against Mr. Baratha.
“But, ‘kan, Mr. Baratha was not a good girlfriend for Mother. The proof, he did not want to meet with Mother's parents,” fawning Faith.
“That bill, Bund. Mommy will replace the late Father with a man like that. Not comparable Bund,” timpal Ikhsan, supporting the saying Iman. “Ikhsan is still not sincere, Bund, the position of the deceased Father was replaced by another man.” Ikhsan looked at the face of the Mother with a sad look while pleading for her Mother to reconsider her decision.
“Sya, Bund. Faith is the same as Ikhsan. Sorry, yes, Bund, instead of us blocking the happiness of Mother. We are also happy that Mother is happy. But, if Mommy is the same Mr. Baratha, the fate of the relationship Faith is the same Love how?”
Break the laughter of Bu Lastri who has been trying to be detained. This left both of his children confused.
“Denger first, Man, San. Mother, I have not finished answering. Mother to the point just say, yes, can't."
“Hore!” Iman and Ikhsan shouted in unison. They soared in excitement, then hugged their beloved woman.
“No one can replace the deceased Father in the heart of Mother,” said Bu Lastri made both sons of her pride feel touched at once.
“Man, Mommy suggests, you better not date first, deh. Mommy is sure, if the father is still alive, he will also say the same thing with Mommy."
“Well, Man, I agree the same proposal from Mother. Time to hijrah and enter the DRI exkul. Instead of dating, it is better to do many useful things. Mumpung elo is young.”
“Iya, Man. If Love is your soul mate, he will not go anywhere. You baby, ‘kan bama Cinta?” ask Mother while looking closely at the face of Faith.
Faith nodded, then swallowed the saliva. His tongue was too faint to speak. The request of the Mother who is too sudden, makes it limp.
“If you are dear, you should not ensnare Love later in hell fire with this relationship called courtship. Remember, Man, God does not like His servant who approaches adultery. Think carefully, Man. This is also for your good as Love too, kok.” Lastri stroked the soft back of Faith. “Mother also love the same Love, but unfortunately, at this time can not be betrothed Mother to be your wife. Your journey is still long, better pursue the ideals first,” continued Mother. Mrs Lastri then got up from her seat and stepped into the room.
“Let's not upset, Man. Elo consider my invitation. Believe me, deh, your heart will be calm if you are close to God rather than the same that has not been muhrim.” Ikhsan patted his sister on the shoulder and dragged his steps into the room, leaving Iman in the living room with mixed feelings.
Faith breathed a heavy sigh. The shadow of Love's sweet smiling face flashed, making him even more confused. What should she say to Love to end this relationship? But he started it, and will Love accept be decided unilaterally? Faith will not be able to make the heart of the girl he loves hurt. However, the advice of the Mother buzzed in her ears strongly, accompanied by the shadow of memories for the good memories she had passed with Love, flashed like a sketch of a rotating documentary film. Can faith say break up?
Faith took a long breath. He stepped straight into the room, then shut the door. After feeling the state of the house deserted, he took out a cigarette box hidden behind his closet, which could never be known by Mother also Ikhsan. Iman took a cigarette out of the box, set it on fire, and began to smoke it. The thing he always does secretly when his mind is overwhelmed with anxiety.
