Love Without But

William corp

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[Silver has come to Serang, this is another break at Teteh's house, to his Dhinil house at least tomorrow, huh?]

Chat from Mas Agung through inbok, make me hot cold to imagine what my meeting tomorrow will be like.

[Yes, brother, it's okay ... Met just rest.]

I understand, the journey from Kebumen-Serang which took almost 12 hours more by bus that night must have made him very tired and sleepy.

This morning I deliberately woke up early, after performing the dawn prayer immediately clean and clean the house as neat as possible to welcome his arrival.

Not finished tidying up in the room, I heard the sound of a motor that stopped in front of the house. Slowly peeking out from behind the bedroom window curtains, there was a tall man wearing a jacket and long black pants and a carrying bag on his back down from the motorbike and then stepped his feet towards the neighboring house which happened to have a small shop there.

My faint sense of hearing caught the sound of the male bass asking something to the stall keeper.

"Assalamualaikum, sorry, Mom, tanya, Dhinil Khoirunnisa's house which side, huh?"

"Owh, what a coincidence, it's Dhinil's house next to mine," replied the stall mother, pointing at the house and heard directly from me as she was eavesdropping and peeking at it from behind the bedroom window.

My heart feels like it's beating faster like a drum about war. Suddenly the palm resembled ice cubes that had just been taken from the refrigerator. Happy, shy, nervous, and gerogi, mix into one enveloping the heart. How this ....

A few minutes later there was a voice saying greetings from the front which was answered and approached by Mother.

After making small talk and asking his purpose, Mom also let sit down and make a drink for the uninvited guest.

I was still hiding behind the bedroom door gathering the courage to get to the front before Mom came telling me to meet her. Once again self-restraint and rotate the body in front of the glass cabinet. Ensuring that the appearance is perfectly neat, worried that the hijab I wear looks stunning in front of Mas Agung later. After feeling ready and trying to instill confidence I began to step foot into the living room.

"Accoland ...." With a slightly trembling voice I said a greeting while cupping both palms in front of the chest that was replied with a similar thing by him while answering the greeting.

"Owh, this is yes, whose name is Mas Agung?" sapaku mince words trying to cover the gerogi taste that has been whack since.

"Yes, Neng Dhinil, this is Mas Agung" he replied with a smile

At first glance I saw his smile that made the heart rustle strangely. Although the skin color is not too white but looks sweet with a sharp nose with thin lips. I admire him in my heart. I hope he doesn't feel disappointed after meeting me in person.

After a long chat with a lot of Emak and Abah, the atmosphere between us began to melt a little bit less rigid like the first time.

After riding the Zuhur prayer at home and convey the intention of his arrival to Mother and Abah, in addition to berkilaturahmi also in order to meet and get to know me directly. Mas Agung said goodbye, because in the sky there began to be seen clouds clumping black omen soon will rain.

***

After the first meeting, Mas Agung so often showed his sweet attitude. He is good at making my heart flower with the small attention he gives through short messages via inbok or SMS.

I almost forgot the Iwan that I knew first and have often come to the house has also known close and good with Abah and Mother and other families. Because Iwan intends after graduating from the pesantren where he studied will immediately apply and make me as his life partner. 

However, for some reason since I knew Mas Agung especially after meeting directly with his figure my little heart so expect a lot more to the man from the Javanese tribe. Not because he saw from his physical appearance that was more handsome and dashing than Iwan, but because his attitude that had dared to be gentle showed seriousness and dared to take steps to prove his intention.

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[Assalamualaikum, Dhinil .. Can something be wrong?]

I read a message via inbok while scrolling through a blue social media account with the letter F on the sidelines of a teaching break.

[Waalaikumsalam, may, kok, want to ask what is it?]

[Dom ... Dhinil has never had a promise not to someone?]

[What promise do you mean, brother?]

[Yaa .. promise to marry someone like that?] tanyanya, to the point. Who succeeds in making my heart tremble smoothly, does not hurt will get such a sudden question.

I tried to organize a heart that somehow felt like, before replying and answering questions from him. To not answer wrong. And regretted the next day.

[Alhamdulillah until now Dhinil has never had an appointment with anyone or any man, let alone a promise to go to that very sacred thing.]

I replied with trembling hands and suddenly my body felt cold hot and heart pounding just like when I first met him.

[Alhamdulillah too, meaning there is still a chance dong, for Mas Agung to propose?]

The deg! my heart felt like it was dislodged, my heart soared up just after this eyeball stared and read the reply chat.

'Yes Allah ... ! Hopefully this is not just a dream in broad daylight, ' my prayers are in my heart. 

When I started to get tired and resigned to this long wait. Because at the age of twenty-six years there are no signs of being met with prospective co-workers.

While waiting for Iwan until the time comes to propose I think only a pseudo wait without any certainty.

Though I was bored and careless to hear the comments of people around about the status that still remains single.

Still ringing in the ears when one of the friends said, "Dhin, you are called a spinster who does not practice, tuh, same mothers who are gathering," said Mira who was playing to my house with Lyra.

Hearing what Mira said I just smiled wryly in response. There was pain and a sense of inferiority tucked in the heart at that time, but I myself could not do much other than pray to the Supreme Regent to be rushed to meet with prospective escorts. Do they not know that the matter of a mate is part of the secret of God that no man knows the time is coming.

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