Mastenges
164. Month September
Bella walks with a bulging belly while carrying a bouquet of flowers that she is hugging tightly and putting her on the table a room that has been beautifully decorated by herself and Pinky. Then Bella walked up to the wide open window in the room and stared out the window, trying to enjoy the atmosphere in the house.
Yes, that house is the house of Galang. Which was deliberately bought by Galang for himself to occupy with Erna. And now, the house is also a witness to the union of Erna and Galang's love in a halal bond. Today is Galang and Erna's wedding day.
The one-story villa-style house was purchased by Galang two months ago. After the renovation, while preparing for the wedding of himself and Erna, Galang also took care of all his business to retire and leave Pekanbaru City, Indonesia, and now Galang has retired and has only occupied the house for a few days. Aided by Typhoon and some workers, Galang filled and arranged every corner of the room he would occupy together with his love, to pass through their old age together.
In the other room, Erna was danced by a makeup artist and bridal fashion. Like someone who just felt marriage, Erna looks very groggy. This marriage was like his first marriage. In the past, when he married Amoroso, he did not feel the happiness that made his whole body tremble. Very different from this time, his entire body trembled as it held a feeling that was very difficult for him to describe.
"Mother is so beautiful" said Bella, who had just entered the room where Erna was in makeup. There was Berta who had been talking to Erna, to get rid of the groggy feelings that Erna was feeling.
"Thank you, my beautiful daughter-in-law" said Erna, gently rubbing Bella's stomach, which looked very distended.
"Next month we will be grandmother loh jeung," said Erna again as she glanced at Berta.
"Yes, we must be very happy. It has been a long time to not hold a child" said Berta with a facial expression that looked very excited.
"Yes yes... I can't wait. I was also embarrassed, thankfully my granddaughter was not yet born. When I was born, I was embarrassed. My grandmother just got married. Ahahahaha!" Erna laughed amusedly, followed by Berta who also laughed amusedly hearing Erna's words that sounded ridiculous in her ears.
"What's wrong anyway, wong her grandma still looks young. What matters is happiness. Living with the people we love is amazing,"
Erna let out a long sigh, and looked at Berta closely.
"Jeung, what about Mas Pongki?" Ask Erna.
Berta was silent for a moment, then he tried to smile and looked at Erna carefully.
"Thank God, he's fine. What I'm grateful for is, he's getting closer to the creator. He was more and more diligent in worshiping, teaching, and doing good in there."
"Thank God," Erna nodded in understanding of what Berta was feeling right now. Also, he felt regret for asking about Pongki when he was feeling happiness today.
"I'm sorry for asking about Pongki mas, yes," said Erna who was feeling very sorry.
"No problem, jeung. Everyone has their own story. Whether it ends happily, whether it ends miserable, sad, ordinary, or hateful. Each has their own path. Now, just how do we find the positive side of everything that has happened."
Erna nodded in agreement. Then he grabbed Berta's hand and clasped it tightly.
"Thank you Berta. Jeung has been my best friend. Jeung is also a good and positive person. I learned a lot from Berta."
"Ah could be Erna. We should be more mature in dealing with all problems. Since we're old, we should think more positively."
"I agree with you.." Erna smiled and hugged Berta tightly.
In another room, Typhoon was tidying a tie attached to the neck of Galang's shirt. The middle-aged man looked increasingly handsome with a suit of Jas attached to his body.
"How does baba look?" Asked Galang while looking at him who looks handsome in the reflection of a large mirror in the corner of the room.
"Perfects!"
Galang smiled and looked at the Typhoon closely.
"And did Baba know, if I really admired the story of baba and mother. You are very extraordinary people. She sacrificed for her family and the good names of grandparents. And baba sacrificed for baba's love for mom. One of my questions is, why does Baba stay faithful?"
Galang let out a long sigh and sat down on the edge of the bed in the room.
"You know, Baba once married a girl. But it only lasted a year and a half. Free, when this heart does not accept its presence. When it is just a need, baba feel baba is not entitled to torture himself just because of need alone, but live it without feeling. He's good, he can get someone who can sincerely love him. So, baba let him go."
Typhoon continued to look at Galang who was telling stories about his life.
"Then, Baba has tried to anchor her heart to many women. But there is no one like your mother. Besides there is no one like your mother, Baba also thinks of you, the baba child who is with mother. Baba was wrong, because Baba didn't fight for you. But Baba would be even more wrong to destroy your mother's household. Let me, Baba try to be patient, try to wait for that time to come. And what is very grateful for is, that time came before the old baba unta tal defenseless. Even if it's just for a moment, Baba wants to make your mother happy. Redeeming everything that has ever passed. Prove the promise, after that, if this life is taken by the creator, sincere baba. After all, baba has kept baba's promise to your mother."
Typhoon fell silent, and he sat down beside Galang.
"Now be happy ba. Baba deserves all this." Typhoon smiled and hugged Galang tightly.
"Thank you my son." Galang returned the embrace of his only child with full of feelings haru.
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And.the seconds that are later arrived. Galang was already sitting in a chair facing the ruler who was about to marry himself to Erna. A simple marriage known only to the nuclear family is about to begin.
Erna also appeared, with a very graceful kebaya, attached to her body that still looks charming even though she is no longer young. A sweet smile, always decorate her face that is more beautiful because it has been dressed in such a way as to make it look more fresh than usual.
He was stunned when he saw his heart appear in the living room. The place where the Kabul Ijab event will be held.
"Erna," her inner being as she continued to gaze in admiration towards Erna.
His fear was reflected decades ago. He imagined if he was still young, even with Erna who still looks innocent with the age of under twenty years. What a shadow that matches what he ever dreamed. The difference is, the shadows at that time they were both young. Today, however, the shadows are coming true, even though they are no longer as young as they once were. Such is love.young, old, flawed, deficient, excess or whatever is its name. Because love will all look so beautiful, even with what is felt by a heart that never lies.
"Can it begin?" Ask the ruler.
"Can," said Galang with a facial expression that looks impatient, when the future wife of his dreams was sitting next to him.
Galang looked at Erna who was also staring at him.
"Today, I kept my promise. I proved it to you, my words first. If ever, you'll be my legal wife." His whispers.
Erna smiled, tears reminiscing in her eyes. How lucky she is to be a woman who is loved with all her heart by a man who is willing to wait for her for life.
Yes, all this time Galang has not lost. Because he believes that one day, he knows when he will win. How can it be called defeat, if the owner of Erna's heart remains him. Just him and always himself.
And.. with just one breath, now Erna legitimately became the wife of Galang Artana. A lover who never lost the mind of Erna. A lover who willingly waits for decades, who only waits for destiny to reunite them in one legitimate bond. The marriage they dreamed of together. A new dream wedding can happen today.
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Be happy for love. Not everyone feels a good story. But without us knowing, from the love story we are living, we can feel maturity, patience, sincerity, waiting, and victory.
Loving has no end, if we do not want to end it. And vice versa. _De'rini_
