Muhasabah Love

Misadventures

Saturday morning after breakfast, Mrs Nasita was surprised to see her son so neat. The woman who was tidying up the flower pot next to the house rushed in.

“Holiday like this, where to go, Kasa?”

The space that was about to wear the gloves stopped and turned its head. He gave a thin smile. “Ke bentar tomb, Ma. Keep to the workshop. I'm not working late.”

“What time is it?”

Space's shoulders lifted, while the hands were busy continuing their activities earlier. “Maybe afternoon. I don't eat lunch at home. Mama also do not need to wait for me to go home, spend time alone Mama with Papa today.” A blink of an eye was given to Mrs Nasita.

The mother of two hit her son's shoulder softly. “You speak a little. Mama knows you mean flirting like that. But, it is true that you are the time to give Mama a grandchild.”

A granddaughter? Space chuckled at the hope of his mother. He stretched out his arms and immediately hugged Madam Nasita tightly. “Ma, Mama is still so beautiful and youthful, it is unfortunate to be called Grandma or Oma. I don't want to rush. After all, Mama's prospective daughter-in-law does not yet exist.”

Angkasa's body was deliberately pushed, Madam Nasita looked up to see her son's face more clearly. What did the child mean just now? Didn't Space say yesterday that I wanted to propose to Myria? Why did his words change meaning?

“Why talk like that? Wouldn't Myria be Mama's daughter-in-law? Do you have any thoughts of giving Mama another daughter-in-law, Kasa?”

The flirting of the question from Madam Nasita made Angkasa hug again.  It had been almost a week that she was in a state of anxiety because she had always seen Myria with other men. His ex-wife was even ushered and picked up while working so as to make Angkasa slowly bury all hope.

“It seems, Myria has already been betrothed to another man, Ma. Every day he was with that man. Maybe it is fate that Uncle Mandala will not bother us family. I'm not pa-pa, the important thing is Mama and Papa are safe. That's enough.”

The back wrapped in a gray oversize sweater was gently rubbed by Mrs Nasita. He was trying to dive into his son's mind now. Maybe that reason is also what makes Angkasa much silent these days.

“You gave up, Son?” The voice of Mrs Nasita. He would not force it again if his son wanted to let Myria go. For Mrs Nasita, the health of Angkasa is the most important thing today even though she also loves Myria and wants to have.

“I'm in the surrender stage, Ma. I don't want to torture myself by thinking about this matter so seriously. There are many jobs that are more important than the heart. If indeed Myria wants to marry another man, it's her right.”

The delicate face with white skin was gently rubbed by Mrs Nasita. He cupped Angkasa's cheek and gave such a deep gaze. “Mama appreciate your decision if you are not with Myria anymore. But Mama still wants you to eliminate your trauma about marriage. Marriage isn't as bad as your fear, Kasa. You can definitely fight with your wife someday whatever the test is because you are now much more mature.”

“Understanding Mama, Nak?”

The two thin lips clenched, while the head nodded slowly. The smile on the lips of Angkasa returned because it did not want to make the mother worried. “I'm leaving, Ma.”

“Be careful,” said Mrs Nasita while ruining her son's hair. After that, Space actually left.

Visiting the grave of the mother-in-law is a habit of Angkasa since the first. In fact, while in a mental hospital, both his parents and Sakti often escorted without prohibiting whenever he wanted to go. After getting out of the hospital and being able to move as before, Mrs Nasita just allowed Angkasa to go alone.

The public cemetery that has turned greener and more graves of the surrounding residents into a place where Angkasa stands now. The man crouched down and cleaned the grass after praying.

There is no law from anyone. However, it was quite a relief to the heart and mind that had been muddled since yesterday.

Every day the Space eludes Myria. Even as Sakti offers to help investigate the man who is always with his ex-wife, Angkasa refuses because he does not want more heartache to hear the reality. Space is determined to heal completely even though trauma cure is not Myria.

The day went by with a routine and all the busy work schedule. Several times the designer division overtime with production managers and other managers until the night because of the time being pursued.

Like tonight, everybody's hoping it's their last night of overtime. The previous nights were enough to make the body crumble dim like after being hit.

“My, first, yes.” One friend said goodbye because Myria refused to be invited home together.

“Iya. Be careful,” Myria said as she waved her hand. He deliberately waited for Angkasa and Sakti in front of the entrance because he wanted to talk about something.

After almost 15 minutes of waiting in front of the lobby, even to get a question from security, Myria finally saw two men who had just come out of the elevator. He had steadied himself to intercept those two superiors beside the door.

When the lobby door was opened by security, Angkasa and Sakti passed by casually. There was no chatter between them as both of them were tired as well. However, how shocked when in a state of silence, suddenly there are people appearing and blocking the road.

The eyes of Angkasa and Sakti widen. The two of them even almost hit reflexively in shock.

 “My, you haven't returned?” Sakti asked with a slightly high intonation, the effect of the unpreparedness of seeing others that had not been seen from within.

“Not yet. I peg ... by the way Kasa.”

“Oh, okay. Then I'll take some distance from you.” Understanding the situation, Sakti immediately continued the step towards the basement where his motorbike was parked. Although there is actually curiosity, but as much as possible Sakti holds back. Later, Space will also tell its own story he thought.

“Why?” Feeling Sakti could no longer hear, Angkasa asked. His tone had not changed since yesterday-yesterday, there was still the smell of annoyance pouring out into the surrounding air. “Nobody picked up?”

Myria shook her head. “I want to tell you about Andreas.”

The name of another man is called, sparks begin to warm the heart and may soon smolder the blaze. Space's expression changed instantly and instantly smirked cynically.

“The man you see every morning is the same afternoon at the restaurant yesterday - yesterday it's called Andreas. Day ....”

“What's the deal with me?” Not yet finished Myria explained, but the ears of Angkasa did not feel at home to hear. He has decided to end it rather than have to aggravate the situation by fighting Mr. Tirta. His parents could be threatened if they did. “Forget my words yesterday. Focus on working here without concern linking the past.”

Myria jerks. His life was like being forcibly uprooted without cue. His heart was in excruciating pain hearing the words of Space. “Kasa, why are you talking about it? Whatchu mean? Didn't you yourself say let me wait because you need time?”

“When did I say? I told you not to wait for me who can't give you certainty, Myria.”