PREDESTINATION

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I gasped at the words of my mother who still thought that I was still holy and had never been touched by anyone.

"I'm sorry I did. If you knew what really happened to me, you would be very angry and disappointed with me. I'm really sorry about all that. It all just happened like I asked" My mind is sad. With a weak step I wanted to accompany my mother who was cooking in the kitchen back to my room.

Well the pain and destruction I feel back. It was as if it had just happened again. I really can't just forget that incident. Sometimes I often cry alone in the room when the incident re-remembered in my mind with his own tampa I asked. It's true what my mother said. This world was devastated when the one most precious treasure that would be offered to my husband with pride was now destroyed in the rips of the same lecherous man.

"You're good there with your little family. Enjoy a day of burden and feel guilty towards me that you have tainted. I have never been sincere in the afterlife with what you get from me" My mind again shed tears of sorrow. I had made my mother who believed in me so much disappointed that she knew the truth.

"Ai, where did that kid go. He said he wanted to accompany me to cook and help me. Now it's gone" said my mother when she saw I wasn't in the kitchen.

"Well, Friendly" Shouted her.

"Yes buk" I said from inside the room.

"His word is to help mom cook, why is it missing?"

"Yes, I'll be here soon" I said again.

"This dirty plate is already scattered. You did the washing"

"Yes buk. Let it be there first. I'll wash it off" I said again.

"Sorry buk, I'm sorry" I said softly closing the eyes that had been spitting out a clear liquid earlier.

"Allah forgives my sins and forgives all my sins. I fear that my mother and father will be tormented because of me, because of my sin. Forgive me, O God, forgive my parents" My mind again.

Well really sad his taste. I cannot imagine that later in the grave my parents were tortured for my behavior.

"Keep if Dika finds out about my situation does she still want to be with me again?" Ask me to myself.

"I can't imagine how disappointed their hearts would be if I knew what happened to me. Wanting to sue is not possible because the incident was long ago" Inner me again.

"O Allah, please give me a servant who can receive me. Who can accept my unholy condition again to bring up my past" My mind again prayed.

"Do I have to be honest about what I'm going through. And if she still survives and still accepts me, our relationship will continue. But if not, yes I have to sincerely go away he left me and get a better girl than me. Before this taste deep" I again convinced the heart to be honest with Dika aka Dodi.

***

"Assalamualaikum" said a greeting heard from the front door of my house.

"Waalaikumsalam" I answered and opened the door to my house. The happy face is now engraved on my face. I greet the coming of the man with a flowery heart. She was the first person I brought home and I introduced her to my parents.

"Let's go in" I said.

Dika entered my house which is indeed the pelvic house.

"Yes that yesterday?" Ask me where that question includes when Lebaran that year she visited my sister's house with my other friends.

"That's my sister's house, I told you yesterday" I said.

"Why don't you just take us to your house"

"My brother asked you to go to his house. Besides, also make soto food for you. So it's impossible for me to transport all the food my brother made here" I explained again.

"Oh yeah" he said again.

My mom and dad just came in from the kitchen because they just finished dinner. Dika who was sitting on the floor is now standing to greet my mother and kiss the back of the middle-aged woman's hand.

"Buk" said he smiled.

"Yes" answered my mother.

"Sir" he again switched to kissing the back of my father's hand.

My father only answered with a smile.

"Where are you going?" I asked when I saw my father carrying his sandals and came out of the open front door earlier.

"Road to the stall there. Want to find entertainment" his reply continued to pass from before us.

"What entertainment?" Ask Dika kepo.

"In the corner shop there, there are some people who are playing dominoes there. So my dad went there. For yes come to play for entertainment rather than just sitting still at home makes him sad" explained me to Dika.

"Oh so"

"Well, can you play dominoes?"

"It can be"

"If there is no activity, just follow my father there to join the fathers just playing domino" said I.

"You are love. No way I'm playing with the boys"

"Lo, what's wrong try"

"Don't want love, I don't feel good anyway I joined the fathers in the area because I don't know them very well"

"Yes too"

"Oh yeah, what do you want to drink? Tea or coffee?"

"Teh aja" He said.

"Okay a minute, I made her tea" I said, going straight to the kitchen to make her warm tea.

"Here's the tea" I said serving a warm tea before Dika earlier.

"Thank you" Dika said to me.

"Name"

"Have you eaten?" Ask me.

"Not yet, the plan is I want to invite you to eat outside" said Dika again.

"I asked my mother first" I said again.

"Oh, even though tonight her plan is only at home because the first time she came to the house. But pity him too he's starving" My inner.

"Oh, I want to go out the same way, okay? He wants me to eat out of the buk. Can you?" Ask me again.

My mother looked at me with a difficult look to understand. Of course it makes me deg with that look.

"Go away" said my mother to give me permission.

I smiled because I got permission from my mother.

"Awhile I'm getting ready" I said to go into my room to change my clothes.

"Want to eat outside of you?" Ask my mother to Dika.

"Yes buk, understand that there is nothing masakin in the office. His name lives alone" Dika replied with a smile.

"Yes buk, we just go to eat" replied Dika.

"Already, let's go" I told Dika as I was ready to leave.

He got up from his seat.

"Buk, take Friendly out for a minute huh" he said again.

"Yes, remember that mother's message. Don't go home at night. Nine o'clock deadline" said my mother again.

"Yes ma'am" answered us simultaneously.

"Where is good food?" Ask Dika to me while we're on our way.

"Eating a chicken penyet there is not far from the house Siti, sambal chicken penyetnya very good anyway he champion in this place" explained me.

"Okay, let's go there" take Dika.

***

"Sit down here. Better and more comfortable" I asked Dika to sit in Lesehan after we arrived at the chicken penet place.

"The chicken set two yes, drink his iced tea" said Dika said our order to the brother who was in the chicken penyet place where the brother was the owner of the business.

"OK for a moment" he said immediately made the order we ordered earlier.

"Photo yuk for memories" said I took my phone to capture the moment we both.

"This please enjoy" said the brother of the owner of the penyet chicken shop that presents our order on the table.

"Thank you" I said again.

"Because I have got a job, I treat you to eat" said Dika.

"What if you have money? Not yet the beginning of the month for payday" I said.

"You take it easy, Mr. West has arranged everything" said Dika with confidence.

"Yes already" I said again.

We also ate the food in front of our table.

"Where? Yummy, right?" Ask Dika.

"It's true what you said, it's good to eat here too. The paste fits snugly on the tongue"

"Yes, but strangely this place is not too crowded by visitors huh. Though the food is very top" said me again.

"Yes yes, it's true what you said"

It is seen in the chicken shop that is not too crowded visitors. When we ate there only one or two people ate there. Even every time I come home from work where I pass in front of the street chicken shop that penyet also not too many who eat there.

"Where are we going now?" I asked after we finished eating at the restaurant.

"After home, I asked your mother's permission just to go out to eat"

"Oh yes if so" I said.

"Eh, but what does your mom like to eat? We buy food for your parents" he told me.

"You don't buy this chicken penyet only" said Dika again.

"Don't buy any more chicken. My mother had eaten. Later even mempijir not eaten" I explained again.

"What do we want to buy for your mother and your father?"

"How about we buy some grilled meatballs for them. Because the meatballs burn it is including food that is not heavy. So they will definitely eat it later even though they have eaten rice earlier"

"OK, now let's go buy some grilled meatballs for both parents. Where they are my future in-laws" said Dika smiling teasingly at me.

I just answered her words with a smile while shaking my head.

"Let's ride we go find the grilled meatballs" Pinta Dika told me while I was still standing next to her bike.

"Okay" I was riding on the motorbike.

"Where is the love of his good grilled meatballs?"

"Besides the police station. There the grilled meatballs are really good" I explained when we were on the way to find grilled meatballs for both my parents.

"You know, you always know the best food in your place.

"Yes dong. If it's a culinary problem, ask me if I know everything. But only the culinary limit is yes if the others mah I do not know" Obviously me again.

"My sister and I always go on a tour to explore the culinary food in this place. So of course I know everywhere where the food is good" I explained again.

"It turns out you're very close to your sister"

"Yes dong. It was just me and my sister in our house. Even though my brother is married he always takes me everywhere. Yes because he has no friends to go to and fro and as a chatter friend that's why he invited me" Explain to Dika.

"Oh, good as well"

"Yes dong. Whatever I ask for, he'll buy it for me. But just the right thing. Especially if the culinary problem is sure he will always be quick to buy it for me"

***

"Assalamualaikum" I said after we arrived at the door of my house that was closed because my mother lived alone in the house.

"Waalaikumsalam just push not locked" answered my mother from the inside.

I pushed the door of my house open wide.

"It's buk" I said giving a pack of grilled meatballs to my mother.

"What's this?"

"Bakar buk meatballs. Dika who bought it" answered me.

"Jeez, just bother. Mother is full too"

"Gak ngerepotin kok Bu what's wrong once in a while, besides not much kok bu" said Dika.

"Yes, thank you"

"Yes buk, then I go home first yes" said Dika while kissing the back of my mother's hand saying goodbye to go home to his office because the day was getting late.

"Oh yeah, you're careful on the road" my mother said.

"Yes buk"