Marriage But the Enemy

NTM: 1.4

The event was stopped immediately when the adzan magrib reverberated, the men immediately rushed to the mosque. Father and Om Heri complete with sarongs and coco, Mas Aji was the same. What is different is just Bian, he does not wear a sarong, just wearing cocoa with subordinates of dark navy jeans. And as far as I know, koko was also a loan from Mas Aji.

I shrugged. Feeling that it's not an important thing that I have to deal with. Shifting my eyes, I noticed something that attracted me more, namely; the busyness of Ms. Citra who was wearing Ola a scarft on her head. The young girl was indeed basically already beautiful, and somehow became even more beautiful when wearing it to cover her head. I smiled watching them. Moments later Citra turned to me, asking my opinion about Ola's current appearance.

"Beautiful, Re?" Ask once more.

I nodded, while Ola seemed to have misbehaved by covering half of her face with her hands. Makes me and Mbak Citra just laugh at her adorable reaction.

"Well, why cover it up, La? It's so pretty to know!" Excited Mbak Citra trying to get rid of the palm of Ola from his sweet face.

"Shame, Brother.." great-grandchild.

Mbak Citra is still trying to seduce Ola to be more confident if a little praised. While I laugh at hearing it.

"Sister Rere, don't you want to try wearing it too? I think if Brother Rere wears this, it could be prettier than me." Said Ola suddenly which then made me grin for a moment.

"Ah, she's hard to tell with a hijab!" Tukas Mbak Citra who instantly makes me glare in disgust. "Wait until she gets married, La! He promised to wear a hijab after marriage,"

Ola nodded, understood. Then he smiled brightly, "That's gonna mean dong soon, sis?"

"Huh?" I cringe. "What's soon?"

Ola still put on her sweet smile. "Sister Rere is married!"

My eye brows automatically raised upwards. Somewhat surprised to hear his words. But there is no harm either, because this joke can be a prayer that is directly in-aamiin-kan angels, right? Hehe.

I laugh. "Di-aamiin-in isn't it? Abis Rere, hasn't graduated yet, La." My Kilah.

To be honest, until this moment I have no other thoughts but to graduate and be able to graduate in the near future. Even for the plan after graduation I do not have, boro-boro thinking about marriage if the prospective partner does not have it! Ck.

"It has to be amiin-in! Kan emang Kak Rere already want to marry, right," Ola smiled sweetly at me.

But I looked at him flatly. I don't understand what Ola said just now. Why could he say that? As if knowing full well that the marriage was really going to take place soon!

"Eh, come on, pray first! Magrib time is a minute!"

Ola nodded. He then stood up from his seat, leaving me who was still sitting sweetly on the sofa in the family room as well as Ms Citra. Mothers have gone a lot earlier since.

And, they all left me here alone along with my ambiguous confusion.

***

I also moved places. While waiting for everyone to gather for dinner, while I was indeed being prevented from performing worship like the others. I then headed to the lounge chair in the back yard. My favorite place in the house all this time, where I can see the dark star-studded sky that is getting here is easier to count.

Ah, Jakarta. Maybe I really have to vacation in the village area at the foot of the pegungan in order to find more stars than in the sky of Jakarta.

The breeze that caresses my body is soft, especially this part of my face to make strands of my hair flutter following the gust. While enjoying that calmness and comfort, it slowly made my eyes feel heavy.

The drowsiness immediately ambushed me and I gave up by preferring to close my eyes without wanting to maintain consciousness.

It feels tired it is still stuck. Until I want to fall asleep.

Or. really do fall asleep.

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