My House At the Edge of the Cliff

Chapter 1 Invitation Letter

The girl immediately spread her gaze across the cafe, looking until her eyes found a group of girls chatting.

His steps that had stopped immediately stepped back to the group of girls, with a smile that they say hello.

"Hi all... "

"Eh hai too" greeted them immediately with a hug.

"Old ko is Za?" ask Kiki.

"Yes, it could have been hit by a bright red light" he replied immediately sitting on an empty chair.

"Yes had a pesen drink first" said Mayang.

According to her, Zahira raised her hand to attract the attention of the waiter. In his message a drink and a companion small meal.

"I have something for you" he said suddenly after the maid left.

"Wow what is it?" ask Kiki curiously.

With a meaningful smile Zahira took something out of his bag, shaped like a book which then he like one by one to his friends.

"OMJ! you want to marry Za?" kiki shouted in surprise reading an invitation in her hand.

"Yup, I want you to come to my wedding"

"Seriously? so Pras is really nagging you?" mayang asked still not believing what he was hearing.

Zahira smiled, Pras is a lover who has been dating for three years since second grade High School.

It was still only yesterday that he got acquainted with the young man, meeting at a cafe that made the two like each other at first sight. Then it culminated in exchanging contacts to reciprocate messages, at least two weeks later Pras finally expressed his feelings.

The day just passed, Pras was a good young man who was so considerate of him. That is the reason why when Pras proposed to him even though personally but he accepted it.

Although their desire to get married was hindered by the blessing of Zahira's parents, many times the parents said.

"Housing is not an easy thing, being a wife is the hardest job in the world especially if you are a mother. Your duties at home are many and not finished, are you capable?"

"Mother... Pras wants to marry Za because of love, he will definitely happy Za as long as he is good with us" he assured.

"Hhhhhh, if you say it is very difficult, you are only nineteen years old Za. Don't you want to go to college like your other friends? or that job?"

"What's Bun for? Pras will be the same responsibility of Za's life, all of whom he takes care of"

"Yes if your decision is so, but after marriage mother wants you to stay in this house only"

"Thank you mother... Za will say the same Pras and he certainly will not mind" he said full of happiness.

So here he was, handing out invitation letters to his schoolmates to share happiness.

"I don't think it turns out that in our generation you were married first, congratulations Za.. "

"Thank you, don't forget to come yes." he replied.

The chatter of the girls continued, so noisy filled with laughter of happiness that Zahira decided to go home first because he still had to share an invitation letter.

They waved to each other to take Zahira away until she was completely out of sight.

"Didn't expect that Za will actually marry young, does he not love the same future?" break one of them.

"What do you mean?" ask Kiki.

"Yes, you know for yourself Ki, today where there are young married if not to pepet!" mayang.

"Well, if it wasn't for that, why try? all classmates also know how Za sama Pras' courtship style"

"May! you know if you talk carefully, they like to walk together but Za is not a girl like that"

"Udahlah Ki, you really insist on Za. Behind his innocent nature, don't we know what's behind his kayak? it's the plain ones that are often kejeblos!" knock another one.

"Tuh tuh.. hahaha. "timpal Mayang.

They laugh amusedly but not with Kiki, as the closest friend to Zahira he is sure Zahira is a holy girl who would not do such an act.

Zahira was always protected by his mother who everywhere had to report or be accompanied, including when going to walk with Pras.

Can't stand the chat Kiki also chose to go home, he could at least hear the gossip about Za who was not wearing.

Arriving at home just now he was about to change clothes suddenly a knock on the door sounded, as soon as he saw someone was saying greetings from outside.

"Assynolajet.. "

"Wa'alaikumsalam" he replied quietly as he opened the door.

"Fariz!" call him as soon as he saw the figure of the young man standing right behind the door.

"Ki, this is a little gift for the family" he said, handing over a parcel.

"Geez... thank you.., when did you come? let's go in first, let's talk first"

"Last night" he said.

"Oh that, please sit down. Let me call mom, she must be happy to hear you're coming" he said.

Kiki immediately darted into the kitchen, calling her mother to inform Fariz of her arrival. As he said his mother was so happy about the young man's arrival, Fariz and Kiki were childhood friends that even their birthdays were only two days apart.

Since childhood, Fariz has been considered a child by Kiki's mother, it was because Kiki's mother wanted to have a son while the one born was a daughter and was unable to conceive anymore because of the cyst she had.

"This is the drink" said Kiki put a glass of sweet tea on the table.

"Thank you Ki, but don't make it. You used to tell me to take myself to the kitchen" Fariz said.

"Don't dong, I don't serve guests. Moreover, this is a distant guest" he said.

They laughed at the joke, indeed since graduating from school Fariz decided to go to mesantren in Bandung. The last time they met was last year where Fariz said goodbye to go, a year has passed now Fariz really turned into a more polite like an ustad.

"This... whose invitation is Ki?" he stared at an invitation letter on the table.

"Oh that's from Zahira, we just met at the cafe and she shared an invitation letter for her wedding"

"So.. Zahira wants to marry her boyfriend" Fariz murmured.

There was sadness implied in Fariz's eyes, implying his heart was not yet sincere in his love. Only Kiki knew that during the school days Fariz had a heart for Zahira even from once upon a time, it was a pity that Fariz did not dare to express it despite having the support of Kiki.

Until finally when they ascended to the second grade Pras came in Zahira's life and became a prince for him, now the story then it really became a rubble that is not worth remembering for Fariz.

"You... wanna come to the wedding?" ask Kiki.

"For what? I wasn't invited" he said.

"For me, Zahira will also be happy to see you" he said.

Fariz smiled bitterly, his decision to go on a goiter was to avoid a liver disease that stemmed from his love of one-handed clapping. Now after studying it may be time to see if he is able to sincerely see the girl he loves happy in the arms of others.