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“sit here.” Tell the mama.
Anita was still standing stiff, her legs felt limp unable to step, her fingers were clinging to each other while twisting the tip of her hijab, her eyes were circulating throughout the room. Then refocus on the man of the heart.
Anita did not respond to the orders of the mother, so that the mother had to pull him so that he immediately sat down. The small living room was full. Mas Hanif brought with him his family complete from adek, sumbang, paklek and wife, to his little cousins.
Hanif glanced at Anita and smiled behind her downcast face.
What's the matter? How come Mas Hanif brought his family? He really wants to go to bed? Why didn't you tell me first? I can prepare again. Is this wearing clothes like this? Anita fought in her mind.
His hands were endlessly playing the tip of the hijab. Squeezing, twisting, bending, fortunately not until rolled up to the top.
Mama who realized the absurd movement of the child immediately clapped Anita's hand slowly as a code for her only daughter to calm down.
Anita bows in. ************ her own hands until sweating.
In her sitting, Anita was riled up. His chest was tight because the taste of haru was mixed happily. His stomach was even slightly nauseous from being so nervous.
After a little casual talk, Hanif immediately conveyed the intention of his arrival to Anita's father, Om Rudi.
Anita trembled violently in her sitting. He looked up slightly at Hanif, then looked back down. His eyes began to fog, tears there was no longer able to bear to spill.
“Anita who will accompany my struggle, who will be a reminder when I forget, who will be a healer for my heart wounds and who will be a conditioning of my heart. She will be the mother of my children. If om and aunt agree and continue to get to the wedding.” continued Hanif.His words are straightforward but sound sad.
His heart was beating very fast. His hands are even sweating now.
Anita was already unable to hold back her tears, every sentence Hanif spoke managed to make her chest rustle and rumble.
“well son Hanif, I welcome good intentions son Hanif and family, but for the answer we just ask directly to Anita. Did you accept nak Hanif's application, nduk (java call for girls) ?” ask the father.
The one asked still lowered her head, a second later Anita wiped her tears, looking up at the father with a gaze somehow.
“how nduk? Did you accept it?” ask the father again.
“can Anita speak for a while?”
“please..” the father handed over completely to Anita. Anita adjusted her breathing before saying..
“Why did you choose Anita?” one question escaped from Anita's mouth, and in Hanif's ears was like a bolt of lightning. Her words sounded like Anita was doubting her again.
“even though I told you before, now I will say it again directly in front of your parents. You're a wound healer to me, Anita. You know very well the state of my family, you also know how painful my life journey is, but just by talking to you I feel my pain slowly dissipating. I also feel the warmth of your family. And I also want to have a family like that, with you.” Hanif breathed deeply.
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