OWNER OF HEART

The eps 39

If I may, I want to ask God, why did you pick me up so soon? I haven't even been able to spell memories, but dad's gone.

After this morning at Daffa's house. I spent time in the room. Confined, so that no look of sadness by the mother. Actually there was a sense of wanting to ask mother. Why did Daffa's mother come to that polish against me? Did my family and Daffa family ever talk to us about it?

Because, all this time I knew. My mother and my late father just reminded me, so I wouldn't get too close to Daffa because we're the opposite sex. About our quarrels over time. My late father only gave me advice. So that I wouldn't do that to Daffa, it's because we grew up together from childhood to adulthood.

But, it is undeniable, if my closeness to Daffa, used to be so much in the fields by the villagers. If we're going to end that friendship in the first place, then. In fact, I also had time to hope, long before the quarrel between us occurred. So is Daffa, perhaps.

But humans can only plan, right? The only thing that determines all plans is God. If Daffa and I are not together. Not that we also have to avoid each other, hostile, even have to hate each other. I'm not that kind of person.

about Daffa's mother's sudden change in attitude towards me. I'll try to understand it. But what I fear. Daffa's mother would be the same way she behaved towards my mother.

******

"Mheta... I'm really sorry for my mother's treatment of you."

A message from Daffa came in. I catch my breath, close my eyes for a few minutes. Thinking, what kind of reply should I send to Daffa.

I have not been able to turn away from the name Daffa, among the rows of names in whatsapp messages. However, another message suddenly came in. A message so unexpected.

The traveler suddenly sent a message. No, this is not really a message. Yeah, 'cause he just sent me a smile emoticon.

Then, I haven't had time to reply to the emoticons. The traveler again sent a message with an image.

"Today this time was completely different. I felt like I was playing in the middle of the twilight that would soon vanish into the dark."

A sentence is inserted by the traveler under a picture of the sky that began to fade.

My chest was really pounding irregularly. My left hand was silencing my mouth. My fingers felt so clumsy, when I was about to write a message.

No. This time I should be able to resist the urge to serve the Traveler's message. We're not lovers, we're just good friends. I was the first to call him a good friend.

I left the name of the Traveler, then moved to the name of Daffa.

"It's okay. I see, Aunt's feelings may be in shock. Because you have to go." I read over and over again, weighing the sentence I was about to send to Daffa. I was really afraid of mistalking to him.

"Thank you Mheta. I wish you happiness with Rashid."

Something is heating up on both sides of my eyes. When I read back the Daffa message.

"Aamiin.." Maybe that's the only word I should send to reply to Daffa's message.

Five minutes passed. I haven't seen Daffa return a short message from me.

I'm breathing out. Tapping the phone screen with your fingers, while waiting for a reply from Daffa.

Fifteen minutes passed. Daffa's name began to sink by some incoming messages.

*****

"Mheta.." Mom's cry sounded a little loud from the back of the house.

I immediately tiptoed, tracing the room, walking towards the arrival of Mother's voice. "Yes, what's up, Mom?"

"It's you... You haven't bought grass for goat feed, have you?" Mother looks busy feeding the goats with the rest of the grass that looks have begun to dry.

Today, I completely forgot to buy grass for my late father's goats. "Sorry Mom, Mheta forgetfulness," I slurped with a flat smile.

"Alah Nduk's...Nduk, you're a habit." Tukas Mama shook her head. "Yawis, you'll buy some grass first. It's not too late." Reciprocity.

******

A bottle of blue mizone that I had just stared at without even a hint of lusting after it, I had chugged it out. Although I have no intention to drink it, but what can I do. My throat is really dry.

I guess a little tear from both corners of the eye.

I have not been able to leave any memory of the incident at the Daffa residence yesterday morning. To this day, my heart still wonders, could it be that Daffa's mother was also being demiant towards mother?

The night breeze that burst out behind the window of the room, as if calling out to join humming softly with him. The sound of crickets from the rice fields behind the house sounds loud and simple to each other.

"Mheta.." apparently without me noticing, my mother was standing in front of me. I tried to wipe away the tears that kept on pouring out on both cheeks.

I tried to smile, then replied as my mother looked at me by linking her eyebrows together. "Have you been in your room for a long time, Mheta?" my voice is so raucous.

She smiled, then took a seat beside my right. My mother's breath was so heavy it sounded in both ears. "You why cry? Your wedding day is six days away." While the mother with a smile, but can not be denied, if the mother's face looks so sad.

I can't answer Mom's questions. I immediately hugged and shed a cry on his shoulder. Yes, this time I can no longer hold back the cluster of grief that is tiled in my heart.

"You have a problem with Daffa?"

A question that made me cry.

I shook my head, not wanting to let you know that Daffa's mother had cursed me yesterday morning.

"Bi Sum, angry with Mom. She said, I shouldn't have married you to Rashid." I looked down. Sometimes it sounds like heavy breathing. "You have the same taste of Daffa?"

"Why can you say that?" I said in a soft voice.

"Mom never taught you to lie, did you, Mhet?" Mom breathed back. "In fact, when mom told you to marry Rashid. I told you before, if I didn't force you." This time, those two aging eyeballs looked at me sharply.

"Mother...."

"You should be honest with mom. Do you love and love Daffa? Did he ever express his feelings to you? Is his departure this time, really because you're getting married to Rashid?" My mom asked me a lot of questions. The question I answered was not thought of.

I'm choked. Something's clogging my throat. It hurts, it hurts so much.

"Honestly, Mhet... If you are in love with each other. I'll make sure that if your marriage to Rashid fails."

"Don't, ma'am." I hurriedly said the sentence. I can't be stupid about this.

I'm with Rashid to have a wedding. Even our wedding will soon be on the title in a few days. It is impossible for me to destroy everything. Who me? And it will proudly destroy all the dreams of those who have chosen me.

"Mheta never had any taste for Daffa. Even Daffa's departure this time was not caused by Mheta's marriage. He's going to Korea because he wants to pursue his future."

Both of Mom's eyebrows look intertwined, "front?"

I smile, "yes, Mom. Masadepannta was there. Her name's Nadia.." I said.

"Nadia? But why did Bi Sum get that angry at mom, huh?"

"It's Mom. It seems Bi Sum misunderstood. Let Mheta talk to Auntie." I said to calm my mother's heart.

"Lha how can you? 'And you and Daffa have nothing to do with it? Or the... Is it actually Daffa who has put your heart into it?" it seems like my mother was suspicious of Daffa's treatment of me all this time.

"Already Ma... Mom don't have to think about it first. What you should think is that right now, Mheta's wedding is just counting the days. I pray Mheta, so that all goes well without hindrance."