Not a Savings Woman

At last...

Haris ignored her food. He focused more on looking at Ainaya who was busy joking with Ajeng and Lidya. They look compact but also serious. 

''What are they discussing?'' 

Andik sat beside the Master who looked dreamy. He was also curious about the discussion of the three women. Moreover, occasionally they laugh while looking at the phone screen. 

''There may be a funny video on the sosmed, '' replied Didin origin. Because he was often like that when he accidentally saw a funny video in one of the applications. 

Haris got up and approached Ainaya making a slightly awkward atmosphere. I wanted to ask, embarrassed by others. Finally he ventured to say hello and ask briefly. 

''What's up, Mas?'' ask Ainaya lirih. 

Harsi smiles. ''I charged the answer to my question this morning, '' Haris said to the core. 

Ainaya tied both of his hands. He doesn't have the right answer yet. Doubt to say yes. It is also impossible to answer no, because it means he chose far from Bilal, while his heart now has a passionate longing. 

Ajeng and Lidya whispered to each other while glancing at Ainaya and Haris. As best friends, they can only support the woman's decision without having to get in the way. Separate or unite is certainly well thought out. 

Closing your eyes for a moment. Uniting hearts and minds that are always not in line. Hope his decision this time is right and brings lasting happiness. 

***

''How's this, Pa? Why does Bilal cry?'' Ms. Ida panicked even more as the granddaughter continued to cry hysterically. 

Mr. Indrawan tried to contact Haris, but the man's cell phone I was active, he called Andik again. Just the same, the assistant picked up the phone from him. 

''Here, let papa try to carry her.'' Take over and take her to the park. Gives a new atmosphere to Bilal. 

''That's the bird, son. Wow, that's funny.'' Appointing Haris' favorite bird in the cage. 

Bilal began to slow down his voice as if he was responding to Mr. Indrawan's words. Sometimes his eyes follow where the grandfather's finger moves. 

''Relax, yes. Opa was sure that mom would be home soon, he whispered in Bilal's ear. 

Ms. Ida approached and gently tucked Bilal's head which began to overgrow soft hair. Then kiss the baby's forehead. 

''Maybe she misses her mom, Pa. May Ainaya come home, said Ida bu expectantly. 

Because, he still hopes that Ainaya and Haris unite and immediately propose his marriage in the office of Religious Affairs.

''Even if we don't, we don't have to force. Ainaya also had the right to determine his own life. With whoever he gets married to, we have to keep supporting him. Being his parents.'' 

From the bottom of Indrawan sir was hoping Ainaya would come home, but he could not force the heart of someone. Moreover, the past of the woman and Haris is not very good. 

Mother Ida nodded in agreement. 

The sound of stuffing from the direction of the door made Mr. Indrawan and bu Ida surprised. They looked towards the source of the voice and smiled. 

''Asian...'' Ms. Ida ran over to the daughter-in-law who looked tired. She hugged him tightly and cried. 

Haris who stands behind him can only be a spectator as well as Mr. Indrawan and Andik. Come along with that meeting. 

''Finally you go home too, son. Madam Ida rubbed Ainaya's back which shook violently. Calm him to silence and also tell him that Bilal is fine.

Mr. Indrawan walked over to Ainaya. ''No mother is evil to her son. In fact, they bet their lives on the behalf of the child born from each womb. So did you, you left because there was an urgent matter. So, never feel guilty.'' Gently rubbing away Ainaya's long unraveling hair.

Ainaya took over Bilal who began to fall silent, then kissed him to unravel the longing that had been harbored so far.  

''Forgive me, son. Sorry mama.'' 

The atmosphere felt so moving that it made everyone tear up, including Andik and the two friends of Ainaya, Lidya and Ajeng. They did not expect this meeting to be a dramatic moment. 

''Now you rest first, must be tired.'' Mother Ida led Ainaya into Bilal's room, while the others waited in the living room. 

Haris came to the room and put Ainaya's shirt in here. He deliberately brought his wife's clothes to Bilal's room, because he was sure he would not sleep in his room at this time. 

''I came out first, '' said Haris to Ainaya who was still busy with Bilal. 

Ainaya nodded and smiled allowing signs. 

Haris approached everyone and sat down beside Mr. Indrawan. Although he was unsure and desperate, he finally got a positive result. 

***

''I want to,'' Ainaya replied straightforwardly. 

Haris could not express his happiness with words. However, the look on his face changed drastically, indicating that he was very happy to hear the answer from his wife. 

''Alhamdulillah, they finally got along, '' said Bu De while rubbing his chest. Relieved, there are at least wide opportunities for Haris and Ainaya. Maybe by opening each other's hearts will unite them into a family of sakinah. 

''But that doesn't mean I accept you as my husband anymore. 

''It's okay, ''' Haris replied quickly. It was his duty to open Ainaya's heart again, and he did not mind. Most importantly, Ainaya and Bilal re-assembled as before. 

Unexpectedly, other than Haris and Ainaya, there were other souls who were intrigued by the presence of a special person. They looked happy after jogging this morning. 

Who else if not Didin and Lidya and Andik and Ajeng. They smile like kasmaran people. 

Could there be a love that is starting to grow between them? Or are they just amazed at each other.

''You why the hell, from earlier look at Lidya?'' reprimand ma'am De followed towards the eye Didin looked at. 

Didin shook without a sound. 

''You like Lidya?'' guess Miss De investigated. 

''Just like it, Mrs De. Because it is impossible for me to be in a relationship with him, Didin said slowly.

''Why ''Why?" ask mom De seriously. 

''I am not a wealthy businessman who can buy whatever he wants. I'm just an extension and a small farming business, where maybe I can make him happy.'' 

Bu De let out a long breath. ''Happiness is not measured by money. As long as you and she trust each other and love, Ms. De is sure you will remain happy. Moreover, it looks like Lidya is good and what is like Ainaya, not pretentious like your sister. Hopefully your sister got a rich husband like Mr. Andik, so as not to demand much.''

Didin chuckled, now he steadied his heart to express his feelings to Lidya. After all, the girl said she broke up two months ago because her boyfriend was not ready to marry her.