Matchmaker Surprise
Chapter 33
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With a sprig of red roses in her hand, Dara stepped slowly through the ranks of tombstones. He was not alone, behind him, there was Stevan who always accompanied wherever the woman would go.
The couple compactly stopped their steps in front of a mausoleum— which is right under the frangipani flower tree.
Dara crouched down, gently rubbing the headstone on her face with thin smiling lips.
“Assalamualaikum, Sis. Sorry yes, Dara has only been here now,” he said, then put the flowers he had brought on the tomb.
“Kak, soon Eagle birthday,” said Dara again, watered down while looking down. His eyes glanced back at the grave of his brother. “That means, soon is exactly five years away Brother.”
The hardness again struck his heart. His memory turned back on its axis. Events that have long passed continue to haunt, as if tirelessly disturbing the mind.
Stevan stroked Dara's shoulders gently, hoping that his wife's grief would soon be gone. Stevan couldn't see Dara's grief, someone was sick inside when he saw Dara was sad.
“What to do, Brother?” ask Dara. Although he knew, until whenever he waited, his brother would not give an answer, except through a dream, that too if God willed.
As fast as lightning, Dara wiped away the tears that had started to drip from her eye patch.
“Oh yes, Brother. Dara wants to tell Sister, if now Dara is pregnant. Yeah, even without Dara saying, Brother would have known.” Dara laughed softly, then rubbed her stomach that looked more and more bloated.
“So much kangen Sister. Dara Kangen can confide in Brother. Dara Kangen cook with sister. Dara misses everything about Sister,” said Dara again, her hands continue to work to wipe away the tears that seemed not to get bored flowing on her cheeks.
Dara lifted her face, looking at the tomb, right next to her brother's tomb, the tomb of her sister-in-law.
“Kakak already happy yes the same Mas Angga? Hope so. Dara hoped, Brother is already happy there. Take it easy, even though later Dara already has a biological child, Dara will not discriminate Dara's affection for them.”
Dara turned her attention to Stevan who was still faithfully rubbing her shoulders.
The stared man carved a thin smile, then said, “We go home, yes?” take Stevan who only answered nods by his wife. “We pray first.”
Stevan began to raise both of his palms in front of his chest, while closing his eyes.
‘Yes Allah, give sincerity to the heart of the servant's wife. And give a decent place to both brother-in-law servants, aamiin.’
Dara and Stevan move on, starting to leave the burial area. Hopefully, as they go through, then slowly erased the pain left by those who have been buried.
“After this we go where?” dara asked, after the two arrived near their car.
Stevan. “Turn home soon, I don't want you tired, darling,” said Stevan then opened the car door for Dara.
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The little leg of Sky ran towards the mother who was sitting on the sofa of the family room while watching the soap opera.
Still wearing his school uniform, the little boy who will soon be five years old sits next to Dara. Those round eyes stared innocently at Dara who was already staring at him.
“Elang why not change clothes first?” dara asked, turning her body to face the Sky.
“Yes, Eagle change clothes first.” The little leg again tried to get off the sofa, then stepped towards his room.
“Gervan want to eat first?” dara asked softly, rubbing the child's head dearly.
Gervan shook his head, smiling faintly.
“Later, Ma. Gervan still wants to accompany Mama here.”
Dara nodded, she began to refocus on the soap opera before her, with her faithful hand stroking Gervan's head. Until a few minutes later the sky came back and sat down next to Dara.
“Elang want to eat now?” ask Dara, repeating the same question to different people.
The sky shook, while displaying his wide smile. “Later, Ma.”
Seeing such a happy Sky, Dara furrowed her brows. “What's up? So happy as it?” tanyanya while pinching the nose of the sky is anxious.
The sky did not answer, the boy chose to shift his seat, became closer to the mother, then rested his head on the arms of the mother.
“Em, Mom. Bental again Eagle is the birthday of nih.” The sky stopped her speech, her eyes glanced at Dara who nodded. “Can't if the Eagle asks to be loved by friends?”
Those round eyes again looked at Dara with a glare. It was as if if her wishes were not obeyed, then those beautiful eyes would shed tears of sorrow.
Dara was silent, was it time? I've discussed this with Stevan. However, still, various things began to rage in his mind.
Seeing the mama's composure, the sky immediately raised its voice again.
“But if it is not covered papa, kok,” said the child, trying to put on a big smile, to look cheerful.
Although in his heart he always wondered, about the reason why his birthday was not celebrated as festively as his friends. Sometimes, while getting a birthday invitation from her friend, envy slipped in the corner of her heart. Sky is just a little boy who often feels envious—ing to have what his friends have.
Yes, sometimes when you are a child, friends will be a role model. What they have, we must have.
Dara sighed softly, the clumsy hand pointing towards the head of Heaven, rubbing it as gently as possible, as if the head was a glass, which if treated harshly would break into pieces.
“Elang a really big peeper yes celebrated his birthday?”
The sky was enthusiastic.
“Iya, Mother. Eagles pep can get many gifts, can many happy birthday wishes, same house Eagle visited by many friends, right selu.”
Seeing the enthusiasm of the child made Dara unable to destroy it. The woman again tried to strengthen her heart, then nodded in doubt.
“OK deh, this year and the next year, the birthday of the Eagle will be celebrated,” break up Dara makes the smile of the sky growing.
The sky looked at Dara with sparkling eyes.
“Benelan, Ma?”
Dara nodded slowly. In my heart of hope, hopefully this decision will not make him regret in the future. Dara just can't see that happy face is gone because of it. Dara just wants, her children are always happy, whether now, tomorrow, or in the future.
To be continued ....
