Pursuing the Love of Siti

111. Akbar

The sky began to show orange light. The sun had already begun to hide changing tasks with the night light. The hot air of Jakarta changed into a cool rolling transition of time. The wind blew slowly making some of the leaves sway.

But not for Akbar, the shift in time did not make him try to move. From the middle of the event until the event had begun to disperse, he remained sitting on a bamboo bench near his mango tree.

"Bang!" call Mayang when he sees the man still pensive under the mango tree.

Akbar turned to look at the young lady sitting next to him. Long time he looked at Mayang's face until the beautiful carving on the man's face.

"Why look at me like that?" Ask Mayang

"Given you were a kid. You like to complain to your brother if someone is cheating. Now your status is a wife. It feels like time is so fast, may." Remember Akbar.

Mayang smiled knot. On the pat the man's shoulder then tightly grasped the two burly hands. They looked back at the sky that was already dark.

"Bang, come in soon adzan magrib." Bring Mayang.

"Bang, Jihan's brother called" Mayang reported.

"You said it was like brother's instructions?"

Mayang sighed "why lie anyway? If you love him, fight. Not avoided."

Akbar just melengos go to his room. Leaving the younger brother who was still confused by his brother's thought. Ever since he came home he never saw his brother so moody.

The flashback

"Why can't you accept me, han. Is it because Rangga is richer than me? I'm aware that I'm not a businessman's son." Akbar said when he received a rejection from Jihan.

Jihan. He also likes Akbar, in his eyes Akbar is better than inspiration or Rangga. But he also realized that Akbar must get the perfect woman and that woman is not him.

"Sorry, bar. It's not a rich thing or not. It's a matter of the heart, I'm starting to like it equally. So I beg you to remain my best friend for nothing more than that." Jihan told the man a little lie.

Han, since our closeness after the party is non Tiara. I've always been there for you even though I'm sure you have a similar taste of me. But, when this feeling is growing and you choose another man instead. It hurts, han. This may be our last meeting. Sorry jihan, I can't continue this closeness.

"Han, I'll go home first, yeah." Pamit Akbar leaves Jihan's house.

Jihan hugged Akbar's back "I'm sorry, bar. I'm sure you'll find a woman who can accept you for who you are. And if you find her, know me, yeah."

Akbar let go of Jihan's hand that was coiled around her waist. His feet stepped away from the woman who had filled the recesses of his heart these two months. Wishing the woman had held him back but it turned out to be nothing like her expectations.

I'm sorry, bar. Looks like we're better off like this. I don't want to ruin the friendship we've built. Even if there's a little filling up for you. You deserve a better woman than me.

Since then, there has been no communication between Akbar and Jihan. Akbar went home when he heard that his sister was getting married. Many neighbors wanted to introduce their daughter to Akbar. But it seemed that the man had not moved closer to the other woman.

"Bang, I'm sorry if I stepped brother." said Mayang before the marriage contract began.

"No papa, your soul mate is faster than your brother." Akbar said as he escorted the youngest brother into the event room. Where the head and future husband are waiting.

Akbar sat next to the ruler because he was going to marry Mayang.

"Brother Arif Rahman, I marry you to my sister named Mayangsari with a dowry a set of prayer tools paid for in cash."

"I accept her marriage and Mayangsari's marriage with a dowry a set of prayer tools paid for in cash."

"How, legit"

"Saaaaah."

"Mother .. mr. .. I've led Mayang to his new life. My job is done as a parent." Akbar wiped his tears as he looked at the happy hue on the sister's face.

"When do we need to?" a woman suddenly appeared beside Akbar.

"Come? When did you come?" Akbar greeted Sari

"I've been here for months, bar. You're the only one who never came home when both were in Jakarta." Say Sari while pinching the spoiled arm of Akbar.

"Aaaauuwww, pain. You haven't changed a small body but a ferocious hand." Akbar stroked his hand.

"Hahahahhaa .. I don't think your big body works with pain." Tempted Sari while nudging Akbar's arm.

Both of them sat in front of Akbar's house. Sari is Akbar's ex-girlfriend. The two dated while still in High School, they also promised to get married after graduating from High School. But unfortunately parents sari against their wishes. The reason is because they are young to build a household.

Until Sari was busy studying at a private university in Bandung. Akbar entered the military academy in accordance with his ideals. They never contacted again either. Akbar got a recruit from his school to become Adolf Ford's Bodyguard.

"You still work at Gunawan's office?"

"No, bar. I've been working two months at Parmalex"

Ohuukk ... Uhuukkkk

"Parmalex?" Akbar is shocked to find Sari working at Jihan's office.

Sari nodded "Why? is there anyone you know there?"

"Nothing" said Akbar.

Flashback Off

While in the room, Akbar lay down his body on the sheet. Instantly his mind floated about his encounter with Sari, but on the other hand he also thought about his feelings that were still lodged for Jihan.

The voice of Adhan reverberated calling his people to perform maghrib prayer. Akbar took off his suit and replaced his white shirt with a plain t-shirt. He should have prayed immediately, but because his body felt sticky and sultry, he decided to take a bath.

After bathing Akbar changed his clothes with cocoa and then stretched the prayer mat. Akbar began to fervently pray complaining about his feelings for the almighty. He grabbed his prayer beads that were placed on his ration table.

After the prayer Akbar opened his phone. True said Mayang, Jihan several times tried to contact him.

"Congratulations, bar. May you and your wife be part of the same family. You didn't invite me anyway. We're not friends. Anyway I'm waiting for you to introduce your wife to me."

Akbar was silent as he read the message from Jihan. He wanted to tell the truth, but his prestige was held back. For him, even if he was honest still would not change Jihan chose Rangga.

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