OWNER OF HEART

Eps 42's

Two days passed, now my mother and I are getting ready to go to Jakarta. To prepare everything before my wedding reception with Rashid on the title.

I leaned my head on my mother's lap. Listen carefully to the message from him. Reluctant to interrupt. Although in my heart the various questions overlap.

"Mhet... Why do you seem to be sad? In a moment, we're going to Jakarta, Nduk?" The mother who noticed the silence, started a conversation.

I smiled gently.

"Are you thinking about something?"

I just kept quiet. Mused. We will soon be going to Jakarta. Not the best impression for Mom. I instead let his heart raging with my attitude that seemed to be bulging.

And again I can only be dumbfounded when the mother told me with sparkling eyes, about herself with the late father, when she was getting married first.

"Why daffa? Have you been in some kind of news?"

Why do you care about Daffa? Wasn't it some time ago, Mother had a dispute with Mother Daffa? For me to be late, the question had already slid out of my mouth. That's it, I'm still curious waiting for Mom's answer.

Without leaving the busyness of putting some clothes in the suitcase, Mother explained at length.

"Yes, because after all you have grown up together, even though not one house... And that time..."

I followed every word that came out of Mom's lips. But, Mom didn't say anything more.

"What else will happen, Mom?" I touched Mom's soft shoulder.

"Oh, yes, Daffa once said to Mother, salute your persistence who still wants to be a famous writer, even though you're a doctor. And then she told me, too. If you do not leave the ideals that you have pioneered from zero."

"Continue?"

Mom seemed to remember. His mouth was rounded, "and he said it, the time is right to say when that day."

Hearing him, I smiled gently.

"Aren't you smiling?"

Mom poked my cheeks.

"No, Ma. Remember when Mheta and Daffa fought over Mheta's desire to be a writer."

"Ooh... How do you keep going? He has told you that in four days you will marry Rashid?"

"Mom!"

I got up, my right hand twisting the tip of the hijab.

"Mom!"

"Yes, Nduk."

"Why could Daffa's mother be so angry with us? When he found out, if Mheta was going to marry another young man. Is it true that the late father ever wanted us to be together?"

Mom jerks. Since the departure of Father for ever, Mother is more daydreaming despite being active, which causes her to be surprised more often. Especially if it offends the late father. Mother's face will turn one hundred and eighty degrees.

I look to shake my head slowly.

"Seriously?"

Like not enough with an answer that is only a head bobble. I'm trying to keep chasing Mom's answers. Mom looked up, like she was thinking about something, remembering past events, maybe?

"You're just friends. Even from a long time ago, your late father would often leave you to Daffa if you were traveling. Not because I wanted to make Daffa my daughter-in-law. Nope. But, because we want a boy in this family." Mother seemed to explain slowly.

"Mom sure?"

"Why do you doubt your own mother? In fact, the anger of Bi Sum is the same Mother, Mother considers a misunderstanding. And after your wedding with Rashid. I'll meet him and apologize."

I saw Mom's look as if she had been sucked into a hole in the past. Time that kept the Daffa family as blood brothers.

It seems like Mother will not forget all about the Daffa family. Also that day.

"Sorry Mheta, Mom... Mheta just wanted to make sure. If you're not reneging on a promise with the Daffa family."

*****

The morning sun began to peek from the eastern sky. Hustle and bustle of people passing by want to start the activity. Today, my mother and the Rashid family are preparing to head to a building in the Cijantung area. Precisely in the building Nanggala Group three Kopassus.

My heart was really scared, both sides of my knees felt heavy when I started to step into the car to get to the building.

I smiled pias. My heart panicked.

"Don't be afraid.it's still gladi. The day after tomorrow, you've become Mrs Rashid. And will be Mother's first daughter-in-law." added Rashid's mother while holding my finger gently.

Again I can only throw a smile at my future in-laws.

In my heart, I tried to read some of the sacred verses, from Al-fatihah, An-nas, Al-Falaq, to Al-Ikhlas.

I can't look groggy, let alone scared.

****

Arriving in front of the building, I immediately rushed down from the car. Look at all directions. Seen asri. Greener. But that's not what I'm looking for. Except looking for a toilet. Either because it is caused by excessive panic, to make me like I want to pee.

"Where are you going?" sergeant Mother Rashid.

"Will I go to the toilet for a second, Mom?"

Rashid's mother laughed.

*****

The dusk on the western horizon began to look yellow copper. I don't know, ever since I knew the Traveler, I liked the red clouds that day.

Speaking of the matter of the traveler, he has not had any news with me since our meeting in front of the Al-Mubarrok mosque the other day.

In fact, it looks like the profile wa the traveler is empty. Either he blocked me or he accidentally missed a picture? I don't know.

*****

"Mheta... Congratulations, the day after you were officially Madame Rashid." a message sent by Daffa, seen she slipped an emoticon of a sweet smile at the end of the sentence.

I choked, understanding the word for word he sent me.

"You daydream what tha Nduk... Cah Ayu?"

It turned out that without me noticing, Rashid Mother had been standing for quite a while before me. He even asked me some questions I was not aware of.

"Eh... Mom since when is she here?" I stammered, looking at Rashid Mother who was taking a sitting position beside me.

"Since you daydreamed... What was? Why daydream?"

"No, Mom... What did you ask?"

"Tonight Yasinan will be held here, before you and Rashid get married." said Mrs Rashid.

I smiled as I nodded slowly.

"Your phone is on... Looks like someone's on the phone. Mom's out first, you ready?" finally, and then passed from the room.

"Daffa?" I exhaled before finally touching the green button. "What's wrong?" ask, after saying hello.

Daffa asked me if I was ready to be a part of Rashid's life. Then I answered too. Ready is not ready, I am obliged to always be ready.

Then Daffa told me. If I can't waste Rashid. For him, Rashid was the right person to take care of me after my father's departure.

I took a deep breath, then threw it wild. I asked Daffa, how did he know that Rashid was a good man to me?

Daffa replied from the end of the phone. If it turns out, all this time Rashid asked a lot of news about me to my childhood friend.

"Then, if you're close. Why did you have to go to Korea before our wedding?" I said raucous.

For some reason, something is heating up on both sides of my eyes. My chest vibrates. Remembering all the events that happened to me before resting on this land of Jakarta.

Daffa was silent, five minutes, seven minutes, nine minutes we were still silent to each other without a sound.

Again I asked him a question. Still hoping that Daffa would answer my question.

Daffa simply replied, if he had any important matters that could not be left behind.

What kind of shit is that? it's a cliche, isn't it? Since when does Daffa have a busy life outside the fields and gardens?

But I just said. May Daffa always be well. And hope that someday we can still be found again.