Pledge of Love for a Life of Heaven

The Beginning of an Effective Meeting

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"Please sit! I'm sorry, but I just like this" I said, inviting Reyhan and his friends to sit down.

"Akh, just like gubugku Nin," Reyhan said as he landed his body on the mat, followed by his five friends.

"Where's Asti?"

"Asti's out, Rey. You looking?"

"No, Nin. What I'm looking for, Asti's mom."

DEG DEG DEG

O God, hold my heart ....

"Oh yes .. mmm, briefly .. I made a drink first Rey," I said with my head down, hiding a red hue that was clearly printed on the face.

Reyhan smiled and nodded faintly. " Yes Nin."

I walked into the kitchen, followed by Azizah.

"Sir, Rey looks like Lee Min Ho?"

Pfffft .. hhhahhaha, I chuckled in my heart when I heard Azizah's exaggerated speech. Seen from any angle, Reyhan is nothing like our idol Korean actor.

"Not like a Deck blouse," I replied with a stifled laugh.

"But his face is cute. Like a real Korean. His skin is quite white, his eyes are narrow, his body is tall ...."

"Hmmm, still SD... already know cute guy, Zah," I said while pinching Azizah's cheek.

Azizah, she's my youngest brother who is 8 years old. When Azizah was 3 months old in her mother's womb, she left us forever. He died of bleeding in the brain after slipping in a stall.

Shown back to those sad moments ....

"Mother why?" a question accompanied by anxiety was thrown from my lips, while my father slipped.

"Father just slipped, Nin." He gave me an answer without looking at my face. It was as if there was something he was hiding from his daughter.

"Sir, Father's face is pale. Better, you rest first. We'll close the stall."

"Father is fine Nin. There's already buyers lining up, pity them."

"But Sir-"

"That's it. Better, help Mr. .. serve the buyer!" father's Decree. He started cooking orders ... Chinese food's.

For some reason, my heart ached when I saw my back. As if something was going to happen to him.

I went home at eleven in the evening, while my father and mother .. they were still in the stall until 3 in the morning.

"Nr ... Anne." The cry of someone broke the silence when I made the ink rise in the third of the night.

I moved from the top of the prayer mat, then opened the door.

"Waste ...."

"Nin, your father .. your father was taken to BTD Hospital."

I gasped when I heard the words.

"Mr why, Mbah?" tanyaku accompanied by a clear circle that always fell without permission.

"Your father's bleeding brains, Nin." The lips are shaking. His face was framed with grief.

"Instatus ...." I tried to hold back the body that was about to fall.

For one week, I accompanied my father in the hospital while chanting kalam kalam in love.

I was struck with emotion when I heard the inappropriate words coming out of the lips of my husband Budhe. "If you want to die, just die. Don't bother the family. The operating costs are expensive."

My blood is boiling, my hands are clenching, my eyes are staring. "Hehhh, as long as you know yes .. I definitely do everything possible for the recovery of the father. The cost of anything, aren't you the one who bears it?"

I raised my clenched hand and prepared to land the raw bogeman on the face of the man who was my Buddhist husband. Luckily, Ajeng prevents small cats from going berserk. He was trying to stifle my emotions.

If Ajeng did not prevent me, it can be ascertained .. The face of the man who cannot keep his mouth will be destroyed.

After two surgeries, he breathed his last. He faced the Divine with the arch of the lips that adorned his face. Inna lillaahi wa innaa ilaihi raaji'uun' ....

Even though my father's grave is still wet, my family has gathered to discuss the cost of the hospital. They .. budhe, mbak Ajeng and her husband, and mbak Ratna.

"I don't agree if this house is for sale" I said.

"But Nin-" Mbak Ajeng's voice choked.

"Whatever the cost, God willing.there must be a way other than selling this house. Pity mom and Asti if this house is for sale. Where do we stay ... ?"

I left those who were gasping when I heard my words.

Thank goodness, washankurillah ... God has truly prayed my prayers. The prayer of an orphan who lost his father. The hospital costs can be paid off thanks to the struggle mas Arjun and husband mbak Ratna (mas Alex), without sacrificing our home.

However, the grief was again greeted. A few years after his father died, Alex (husband mbak Ratna) followed him.

"Mr, Anin ...." Azizah's voice broke the daydream.

"Eh .. yes."

"Sir, Rey is waiting."

"Yes, Zah."

I walked towards the living room with a tray containing seven cups of warm tea. Azizah followed while bringing bananas to our guests' treats.

"Sorry to wait a long time" I said as I landed my body and placed a tray of seven cups of warm tea on the mat.

"Please drink!"

"Thank you Nin, Reyhan said with a very sweet smile.

"This is Mas, the banana ...." Azizah put a bunch of bananas in front of Reyhan. Instantly, the five Reyhan friends chuckled at Azizah's innocent behavior. I don't know what came to their minds.

"Extm ...." Reyhan. He gave the code for his five friends to stop their laughter.

"I'm sorry Nin."

"No papa, Rey."

"Nin, he said .. You sell bakmi java huh? Is it closed or on holiday?"

"Rey's Holiday. Once a week .. I have a day off from selling. To rest."

"Owhh. Yes Nin, even though the spirit picks up windfall, keep your health!"

"Hey, Rey. Oya, where did .. kog come from?"

"We're from home, Nin. The kuprit asked to be cemented," said one of Reyhan's friends named Dilan while glancing at the oppa.

Azizah giggled with amusement because she heard the sound of Dilan being mayu.

Not surprisingly, Reyhan has a very charming friend. In fact, he nicknamed himself, Dilandeng. Lickering. 😁

Our chatter ended when the wall clock pointed at eight p.m.

"We say yes, Nin. Asalamu'alaikum ...," Reyhan said before stepping away.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Thanks Rey ...."

"Thanks?"

"Hehem. Thank you for visiting my club."

"Owhh. Back to you, Nin. We'll continue to text."

"Yes Rey" I said with a smile.

The beginning of the meeting was very memorable for me, and probably. Reyhan Kurniawan Handyka.

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