My President

Hair Tie

Many photos have been taken and stored on the phone. Aza and Anandhi look very close despite having just met.

"That's funny, we are" Anandhi said when he saw their photos with various poses.

"Yes, Aunt. This one is very funny" said Aza laughing. "Ehh, if you look at our faces are almost similar. Our nose, the shape of our eyes, is almost the same" Aza continued.

"You look a lot like my son as a child. My son must be as big as you are now." Anandhi's face was sad again, she showed a bitter smile.

"Where's the aunt?"

Anandhi did not answer, he hugged Aza. The woman cried while hugging Aza.

"May I consider you my son?" asked Anandhi sobbing.

"Of course I can. I'm so happy, I haven't had a mom since I was a baby. I want Mama's presence, thank you Aunt."

A dagger pierced Anandhi's chest. The woman became convinced that Aza was her son. "It seems that you are indeed my son, I will find out about you," Anandhi said.

"May I call you Mama?"

"Of course, I am your Mama now," Anandhi replied smiling sweetly. "I think I'm really your mom. You are very similar to me, your name is also the same as the name I gave to the baby I gave birth to," Anandhi added in her heart.

"Why are you hugging gini anyway?" tanya Aksa makes Anandhi and Aza take off their embrace.

"Eh, sorry Nak Aksa." Anandhi wiped the tears that had come down. The woman immediately said goodbye to Aksa and Aza.

Stay, they're both there. Aksa sat next to the woman who would soon be his wife.

"Why did you hug and Aunt Anandhi cried? You want to copy him?" Aksa was still curious about the scene earlier.

"Have a son! I'm not naughty, not rich!" tukas Aza elbowed Aksa's stomach.

"Oh yeah? Then why can the aunt cry?"

"Inget. Maybe her son is dead or something, Mama Anandhi didn't answer my question."

"Mama?"

"She's my mom now. She was so happy when I called her Mama. Ah, if only my mama was still around, maybe she'd be as pretty and as good as she is."

"I'll help you find him. Just give me some information about him. Who knows he's alive" Aksa said full of earnestness.

"No need. There's no information about Mama, not even her name I don't know, because Papa really never told her. Papa was very sad when I tried to ask, and I finally relented not to ask again."

"I will still find out the whereabouts of my future mother-in-law" said Aksa. He kissed Aza's forehead and left. Aksa was ashamed for having done that with Aza.

Aza was the same, he also gasped when Aksa kissed him suddenly.

"Aksa!!!" Aza chased Aksa who ran away from her room. But Aksa even faster running, fortunately Aza did not lose track.

"What, Za?" tanya Aksa chuckled to see his future wife panting.

They got to the top of the building. The view looks so beautiful from there. The high-rise buildings are clearly visible. Vehicles are still visible. A gentle breeze flicked Aza's hair that was breaking at that time.

As Aksa approached, he removed the hairband on Aza's wrist and tried to tie the woman's hair. Aza gasped, but she let Aksa do what she wanted.

"Now, it will not fly anymore" said Aksa.

"You can tie your hair anyway?" Aza wondered why Aksa could tie her hair neatly even without a comb to help her.

Aksa's answer made Aza envious. Aksa had Mama since childhood, the man was very lucky to get the affection he was supposed to get. Not like her.

"Enak ya so you. Your family is whole, everyone loves you. Papa, Mama, Grandpa, Grandma, everything you've got" exclaimed Aza smiling bitterly.

"Will me? I've only had Papa since I was a child, and now I live alone here. It's hollow..."

"That was then, now everything I have will you have too. Mama, Papa, Opa, and Oma with thick lipstick will also be your family" Aksa said embracing Aza.

"Oma thickly lipstick?"

Aksa nodded, "Oma Maria and Oma Mira right if you wear sugarcane lipstick. One lipstick might run out for two days just so much."

Aza chuckled at hearing that, Aksa is indeed an annoying granddaughter.

"I used to hide their lipstick so I wouldn't wear it and not kiss me."

"Then?"

"Yes I was scolded, they immediately bought a lot of lipstick and hid it in a place that I did not know. Let me not hide anymore he said," continued Aksa chuckled.

"Basic Naughty!"

Aza laughed again, Aksa could always dispel her sadness with the man's laughter.

*****

Dusk greets. Sitting daydreaming in the front seat of his rented house, staring at the sky that would soon darken. The wind pierced his pores. Warm tea in his hand, he held it so that the warmth spread to his body.

Although in a relaxed and soothing state, his heart remained troubled and restless. The wedding will be held tomorrow morning, although it does not yet have a taste with the man, but his heart beats quickly when he imagines the wedding tomorrow.

Is his decision to marry Aksa right? Again the question wandered in his eyes.

"Ahhh, heart..." His hand held the chest, his heart was beating faster.

He opened his phone, opened a gallery and searched for photos that were still stored. Photo with Papa. They look happy, even though difficulties are always approaching. Aza always hugged her papa when her heart felt endless uneasiness.

"What's how's it going? Sorry, Aza rarely goes to papa's grave now. But the do'a never stopped saying, Pah..."

"Broth...Tomorrow Aza will get married. Papa should have married Aza. Aza's husband-to-be is excellent, Pah. Papa will definitely like him," lirih Aza stared at the photo of himself with the Papa.

"Aza, let's get in, it's dark!" take Rosni. The mother of his friend, Sarah. Aza doesn't know who to ask to accompany her tomorrow, only Sarah and her mother can help.

"Yes, Mom. In a minute." Tonight Aza will not sleep alone, but with Sarah and Miss Rosni. They do not feel bothered by Aza at all, instead they are happy.

The air is getting colder, the tea in his hand has also been toilet. The voice of adzan maghrib has echoed, he immediately took ablution water in the tap in front of his house. May his feelings be calmer after meeting the Divine. Let go of all unrest, pray that all will be well.

"Za, you're not getting married tomorrow?" ask Sarah enthusiastically. The three of them gathered in front of the television.

"A little" replied Aza.

"Ohh, you're very lucky to be able to get the President who missed the storm."

"What the hell, Sar."

"The soul mate is no one knows, hopefully Aza and Nak Aksa will continue to carry on until death to pick up," said Rosni.

"Amen." For some reason Aza said 'Amin' he really wanted Rosni's speech to come true.