Muhasabah Love

Binar Plan

Myria did not reply, but the woman lowered her head while holding a smile.  Mrs Nasita who was in front was confused. However, because he watched continuously, he finally understood.

A thin smile was again etched on the lips of Lady Nasita. The middle-aged woman pulled Myria face slowly, then gave a gentle look. “From your attitude, Mama knows that you have the same desire as Angkasa. But why be shy gini?”

Myria's round eyes were unable to look at Lady Nasita for long. If it continues to be forced, it is likely that he can no longer control himself. Myria feels flooded with happiness hormones to forget that there is still Mr. Tirta who is a barrier.

Mrs Nasita took a breath and was thrown out slowly. One of her hands clasped Myria's palm, while the other rubbed her head. “Mama and Papa will try to help you together again if you still love each other. Both you and Kasa, both Mama's children. But you also know, honey, that your father can't accept this family. Mama hope you can be patient.”

As if being forcefully pulled by reality, Myria regained her senses. His smile slowly receded until his serious face returned. He nodded slowly.  “Insyaallah, Mother.”

Yesterday, worry had filled the mind of Mrs Nasita because Angkasa refused to be helped to propose. However, now that I had Myria answer personally, Lady Nasita got a little relief.

Not to deny, despite having offered some women to the child to be a daughter-in-law, Mrs Nasita still hopes for Myria. He had made another match because he thought Myria would never return to her homeland. Rather than waiting for something that seems impossible because of Mr. Tirta, Mrs Nasita still wants Angkasa to build a household.

“Ya, already. You should rest first, let Mama get clothes according to your size. It's an empty room, but if you want to take a shower, you have to go out because the bathroom is in the middle of the room to the kitchen. No problem, right?”

One room with a light blue door was appointed by Mrs Nasita. From the position of the room near the living room and the living room, without explanation Myria knew that the room was used for guests to stay. No problem, Myria is indeed a guest now.

“Not pa-pa, Bun.”

The two women moved, then headed to their respective places. Ms. Nasita immediately left Myria in the guest room and told her that towels and toiletries were on the drawer table by the window.

Myria. After removing the veil and putting the bag on the bed, he left for the bathroom.

Fresh water flushed the body so as to restore the spirit of Myria. Although a few days of work because of the time being pursued, it seems that all the burden is falling into the drain along with soapy water.

Finished with her bathing activities, Myria returned to the room. Upon arrival in the room, it turns out that what is needed has been placed on the mattress. Myria smiled at the sight of a set of home clothes along with some body care products that were still intact sealed. Mrs Nasita is very understanding, despite not having a daughter.

Azan magrib reverberated requiring Myria to leave the room because she had to pray. He thought that a big enough house must have a musala. Myria intends to invite Lady Nasita to pray congregation even if only two. However, it turns out that Mr. Aji arrived when he just closed the door.

Myria stepped forward to welcome along. “Papa.”

Mr. Aji was shocked, then smiled happily to see who had come. He received a greeting from Myria. “You've been here a long time, Myria?”

“Numbered, Pa. Maybe an hour ago.”

Myria's answer can be a nod. Mr. Aji said to clean himself first before inviting congregational prayers at home because it is too late if you want to go to the mosque.

The prayers, prayers and prayers are over. The dining table is now a gathering place. Ms. Nasita was most enthusiastic about serving her husband and Myria in turn. Several times Myria refused because she could take all the food herself, but Lady Nasita did not give her a chance.

“Mama eat, Ma.” Mr. Aji said after seeing the unfinished busyness of his wife. “Papa know Mama is happy now, but what is it for Mama full?”

Madam Nasita laughed a little. He sat down and began to prepare his own meals. In the middle of dinner activities, there was still a lot of chatter going on.

Lady Nasita's request stopped Myria's mouth from chewing. He looked up and looked at Mr. Aji.  “Eum, but ..”

“Just relax, Kasa comes home still next week.”

The hope of the two eyes of Madam Nasita gushed until Myria heart melted. Despite the doubt, Friska's best friend finally nodded.

“Mama don't force Myria too often, Ma.” Mr. Aji reminded his wife not to be lazy. However, Myria is an adult, she has her own privacy and decision-making rights.

Not wanting any debate between the two old men who were now in front of her, Myria first raised her voice. “Myria is not pa-pa, really, Pa. If Mother does not feel bothered, Myria wants to sleep here.”

“Of course not. Mama actually feels like you have a friend chatting with a woman if you are here.”

Mr. Aji just shook his head to see the two women on his right and left laughing. He did not interfere too much if it was not a serious problem.

“Live where are you, Myria?” The topic of Mr. Aji's deliberate conversation diverted. Some years did not meet, a little he wanted to know the condition of his son's ex-wife.

“At Sunrise Apartment, Pa.”

Mr. Aji's forehead is wrinkled. He pulled a glass, then sipped water several times. “Why not stay at home?”

“Neg. At home there is Daniel. I asked Dad for the same apartment because I'm used to it myself.”

“Your father allows?”

“Um.” Myria nodded as her mouth was still filled with food. “Dad always obey Myria's will while you can, kok, Pa.”

A happy smile gushed across Mr. Aji's face. The man put a spoon and fork next to the plate. “Your father can be all, Myria. Maybe only one can't. That is, accept this family. Papa apologizes to you and Kasa if the child is now here, Papa apologizes for the mistakes of the past, making you who love each other must be separated and difficult to be together again like this.”

The seriousness of Mr. Aji made the eyes of Myria and Ms. Nasita teary. The condition of the dinner was warm, suddenly turned cloudy. Myria got up from her seat, then approached, “Pa, Bun, can Myria hug you?”

Nyoya Nasita who first approached and hugged, while Mr. Aji just followed. The atmosphere became haru because of the discussion that occurred.

“Patience, yes, Son, yes. God knows the best time for all helpless servants like us. Mama and Papa will try their best later if Kasa is ready.”

***

The morning when the clock was still pointing at the number three, Myria woke up. Despite the holidays, he did not want to laze around.

Out of the room because she wanted to go to the toilet and continued to pray at night, Myria was made worried by the noise from outside. He turned the direction and precisely headed towards the living room to make sure. However, until the front, he screamed as he managed to turn on the lights.