My love is blocked by the Throne
The Story of the Afternoon
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the bell rang. Emilia immediately packed her book and put it in a bag. He dropped out of his class with Feni and Puspa. Before long, Niko and Andi also appeared– stand in line, beside Feni who was chatting with Emilia to invite her to eat in the cafeteria, before returning home.
“Okay, sorry yes, I can't. Next time, Fen. Because I have been awaited by Mas Yofan in front,” he said with furrowed eyebrows.
“Yof–fan?!” niko and Feni said at the same time.
“Iya, I was ushered him here,” said Emilia.
“Udah yes, I first. Chest!” He ran while shouting and waving his hands to his friends.
As per the agreement, Yofan picked up Emilia in front of the TNI-AD– office next to the school. The two of them did not go home soon, but stopped by the cafe first for lunch together.
“Dorr!!" Emilia patted Yofan on the shoulder, until the man gasped.
"Horms, yeah. Hobby, make people hang."
"Sorry yes, so wait a long time.” Emilia took the helmet that Yofan had brought from home, and put it on.
“Ke cafe first, yes .. Lunch. Want, right?” ask Yofan.
Emilia nodded. Yofan took out his motorbike while asking about Emilia's school activities today.
That question is always asked every day and has been his habit since the beginning of meeting until now.
It's been eight months, they've been made. Yofan never thought he'd get Emilia. Because, she is a girl who is difficult to approach and tends to be indifferent.
They both arrived at the cafe at 15:20, when the cafe was a little quiet. It was a quiet and comfortable atmosphere to eat together, Yofan thought.
"Just sit there, Dek ..." He pointed at the lesehan place close to the fish pond.
"Okey, it's up to you" said Emilia.
"Btw, as long as you're Mas's girlfriend, you're happy, right?"
Her silly question made Emilia choke on a drink.
"Ngapain, is he? Yes, it is. If you are not happy, why survive for almost a year? Ridiculous," he replied.
Twenty minutes later, they resumed their journey to Emilia's house.
***
Arriving at Emilia's house, Yofan seemed to be in a hurry and wanted to say goodbye. Because, there was still other business that he had to take care of.
Yofan arrived at his home just at dusk–15 minutes before the Maghrib call. On the way home, he had arranged his activities from the completion of the Maghrib until ten o'clock tonight.
But his mood faded like a tsunami storm, when he heard the angry screams of Ilmi–kaknya who suddenly exploded just like the hirosima bomb version of today.
"Where have you been? Must have been the same secret, right?!" his yell.
"What does Miss Ilmi mean, suddenly say that?" The twenty-two-year-old man stood under the stairs while looking at Ilmi who was on the stairs.
"Bak knows, you're dating the same grim Ma'am. Your boyfriend is Emilia, right?" Ilmi came down the stairs and approached Yofan.
They looked at each other, without a word. Yofan's heart rumbled like a wave. He doesn't like to be too organized for his personal matters.
"Mbak doesn't agree that you're dating Emilia. He's still too small for you and he's not worth it to you!" his screeches.
"decide him. There are still many girls out there who are better and worthy of you," said Ilmi– continued his words with a slightly dimmed face.
Yofan smiled obliquely, “That knows good is bad for me, that's me, Ma'am."
"You have no right to interfere in my affairs" he added.
Ilmi's eyes rounded–kaget, "Oh .. so, yes. So now you have dared to argue, Ma'am? Just so you know, Emilia is the son of a bad man. Her parents made papah at PTDH from her office. Now you want to pick him up?!" yelled Ilmi again.
Yofan was surprised to hear his brother's words. He was no longer able to say anything, other than silence with his sudden heartbeat. Believing in disbelief was a feeling he was experiencing right now.
Yofan did not want to argue anymore with his brother, let alone Adzan already reverberated. He left Ilmi.
***
At seven o'clock in the night, a phone call was heard from Yofan's room. Long enough and even many times, after the connection is cut off. Yofan was getting panicked and curious because his phone never lifted.
"No. This must be the logic of Uncle Ilmi, so I can break up with Lia. There's no way Lia's parents are that bad," he murmured inwardly.
He tried to contact Emilia once more, but was never picked up. Just as Yofan was about to turn it off, Emilia picked up her phone.
"Hello, what's up, Mas?" Wiry and slightly hoarse voice Emilia, like being sick.
"What do you think is different? You why?" ask Yofan–full worry.
"Why-why. Just woke up. Fatty, done a lot of work. Tumben, you call me tonight. What's up?" ask Emilia again.
Yofan sighed and chose to the point to tell her purpose and purpose in calling Emilia tonight. He did not want to linger in his curiosity.
"Is it true that your parents caused my papa at PTDH?" Yofan's voice trembled slightly.
The girl suddenly double L (lholok lholok) like a person who is over dosing. Because, he did not know about the problems of his parents in the past.
Yofan felt a little disappointed by Emilia's reply, back then. But he had to respect Emilia's decision. A few minutes later, Yofan ends his phone and decides to go to sleep.
***
A grayish Sunday morning.
Like my heart is broken.
Will I get an answer today?
The mystery of injustice.
Which I've been looking for information for a long time.
***
A post Yofan wrote on his WhatsApp story this Sunday. Feni and Puspa peeked at him, but they left no comment.
At nine this morning, Yofan went to Emilia's house to take her for a walk. Dressed in a red brick shirt and jeans, it looks so very dashing and charming. Garuda Air's distinctive fragrant perfume is the hallmark of its appearance.
"Such fragrance, where are you going?" ask Ilmi.
"No need to be a kepo. Take care of your own business." Yofan deliberately answered ketus, so that Ilmi no longer bothers him.
"Definitely want to see Emilia, right?" Ilmi pointed at Yofan. But Yofan did not care.
Little white man– out to pick up his bike in the garage. He drives the bike at medium speed. Along the way to Emilia's house, she prayed in her heart that Ilmi's accusation was wrong.
"I can not imagine, if Mbak Ilmi's speech is right. Should I sacrifice my love?" he said asking in his heart.
***
Tin tin! His favorite man's motor horn deliberately sounded when he reached Emilia's house.
Cklek. A man appears–opens the door. He was Bryan– Emilia's biological brother who always greeted him with kindness and courtesy.
"Let's go, bro," said Bryan.
"Mil, there's Yofan up ahead!" her screams, then– while walking towards Emilia's room which she used to call Emil.
Up to the front of the room, Bryan shook his head while grieving. Because apparently, his only brother was not finished dressing up.
She was angry at Emilia, because it became her habit, stalling only because of makeup that never finished but the results were still ordinary, even sometimes for Bryan like ondel-ondel want to go to the stage.
But the little girl just grimaced, as usual. Never cared about his brother's words. He went to the living room to meet Yofan.
"Hey .. sorry yes, wait a long time." He sat next to Yofan.
But Yofan only glanced at Emilia at a glance. He was more focused on looking at the increasingly gray sky.
"Let go now, yeah. Let's not get rained on," he said.
"OK, ready ..." Emilia walked out–behind Yofan.
***
Arriving in a beautiful park and located in the cool mountains, Emilia repeatedly asked Yofan to take pictures with his personal mobile phone. She posed as a model.
Seeing Emilia can be so happy, making Yofan moved and did not want to take it off. He wanted to stay with the little girl. Whatever and whatever the circumstances.
"Well, there's a swing …! I want us to take a picture of the two on the swing, Mas!" emilia shouted as she ran towards the swing.
"Honey, there's old school, huh. You want to not?" ask Yofan.
"By, Mas." The girl stood up and Yofan took her hand to the seller of telor–jajanan kelor yofan childhood.
They are both nostalgic for that old-fashioned snack that also happened to be in Emilia's childhood. Their plan lingered in the park today, apparently not as expected. Because the cloud is getting blackened, requires them to go back home.
***
Arrived at Emilia's house, just as the drizzle began to fall.
"Sir, I want to talk to your mother about last night" Yofan said.
Emilia patted her forehead, "Luckily, Mas Yofan reminded again. Honestly, I forgot, Mom. A minute, I'll call."
Yofan nodded his head. He waited on the living room sofa with tension, like people would be tried by the Judge.
There is no stopping him praying, so that all his bad thoughts are wrong and the relationship is not broken.
"What's up, Mom?" ask a woman of four heads.
"I'm sorry, Mom, earlier. Last night, I got information from my older brother about my mother and husband. She said that her mother and husband made my papah in PTDH by her office. Is that really so? If true, please be honest to tell me why. Because I deserve to know" Yofan said nervously.
