Pursuing the Love of Siti

1. One

The Sukasari village

One week before the wedding

A prayer hall was preparing, to conduct the marriage contract of one of its citizens. Everything there is nothing relaxing, everyone there has their own activities. Some were cleaning, some were making decorations, some were preparing food for the workers.

Why is mushola so rame? Because there is a beautiful girl who will let go of her bachelor. A girl who was actually the dream of the men in the village. Who will she marry? With a man she doesn't really love.

That guy's a good guy. But half of his heart had already been carried away by a man far away. The girl, sitting down as her body was given the traditional treatment so that the aura of her beauty was radiated, that was all she knew from the elders there.

Ham, I beg you to come. Prevent this marriage.

"Ti." a woman's voice came into his room.

"Gita" said Siti.

Siti looked at her best friend who was pregnant. There was envy that always lingered on the chest. What Gita has always made her envious. Surrounded by handsome men, prospective husbands who have now liked his best friend, Ilham ex-lover was almost married to his best friend. Although in the end his best friend back to anchor his heart to his cousin sister.

"Hey! bride-to-be don't daydream." greet Gita when Siti looks at her for too long.

Siti can only grin. Gita seems to know where Siti's mind is. Suddenly he whispered

"Want me to call Ilham?"

Siti would love to call Ilham, but what power, inspiration would definitely not want to lift. Since the quarrel at that time they seemed to move away from each other, maybe more precisely Ilham who began to move away. Yes, Siti is aware that their relationship is still based on learning to love.

"You don't! Mumpung has not kabul yet." persuaded Gita.

"Call who?" they were shocked by the sound of Nature suddenly pouring into their room.

"This is what the hell! men enter the girls' room." Gita hired her husband.

"Oh, mother is sick. long ears father later." whine Nature when Gita nagged ears.

"Not out!" drive Gita to her husband.

"Dad, kangen same baby time should not. Where are you two roommates anyway. I was in the room with Jonathan. Where Jonathan snores is strong." confided Nature.

"It's really like that. It's worse! Ngorok yes, ileran yes, ngigau yes also." said Gita.

"Bun, can't Lo. open the disgrace of the husband."

"But just now my sister opened the disgrace of my future husband." said the city did not want to lose.

"Not out!" gita's nagging has taken out all her eye muscles.

"Ti, I borrowed the pregnant woman first. From yesterday I couldn't be close to my son. After he nempel same you continue." bargain pulled his wife out of Siti's room.

Siti laughed a little when she saw the behavior of the husband and wife. Since a week they returned to Sukasari there was a small commotion that made them more friendly.

At least there was entertainment for her heartbroken self.

Actually he can't accept Jonathan. But it seems his family liked Jonathan more than Ilham. Moreover, inspiration is a widower. His mother owes Jonathan a favor. A series of problems always approached them, strengthening himself on the stand of his love. But not with Inspiration. Siti felt Inspiration had not fully loved her.

POV Siti

My name is Siti Marlina. I'm 28 years old now. Not a young age anymore, where all my friends were married, while I was still on the verge of doubt.

I am currently in a relationship with a man. A man who's been bailing around with a few women including my best friend, Gita. That's also why my family disagrees with this man.

"You must not be the same Inspiration. You forgot what he did to my sister Raisa, until she died."

I don't like the way Jo says that about Inspiration in front of my family. What I'm afraid is that they believe what Jo said. Including my mother who really likes Jonathan.

Sure enough, my mother immediately concluded that Inspiration is not a good man. For me, what happened to Raisa was not entirely the fault of Inspiration. What happened to Raisa is karma. Why do you say karma? because Raisa is evil, she destroys the love story of Ilham and Gita.

But I thank Raisa. If there was no Raisa maybe I was not this close to Inspiration. Bad as it may sound, but this is how I feel. I don't know when that love came back, maybe since Gita fell into a coma when Alam went to jail.

But maybe even the love that was not lost. The love that blossomed when Gita found out from Ilham, the love that blossomed when she knew Gita there was still love for the brother of Nature.

Yes, love that blossoms at the wrong time. Wrong because I know Inspiration loves Gita so much. Wrong because I knew when he expressed his feelings for me but he was still thinking about Gita. I tried to infiltrate his heart, but why is it getting harder.

"Ti." My daydreams fell when the figure of the man in front of me came.

Jonathan. A 12-year-old man above me. The man who is now four-headed, but does not seem like his 40s. Her hair was shaggy shoulder to shoulder, pigtailed but did not melt her good looks.

The man who is now proposing to me, will probably be my husband in a week. The man who at the beginning of his presence accepted my family. But why can't I accept it with all my heart.

"Have you eaten yet?" he sat on the porch of my house.

"Shocked? you are daydreaming yes. Not good daydreaming, ntar jin ganteng kesambet. Want to!" Goda.

"If the genie is handsome, I will, om." I replied.

"this is me bringing the marrow porridge, said your mother has not eaten from morning. I'm bribing ya?"

"No, om. I can eat by myself. I'm the baby in every bribe." I took the porridge from Jonathan's hand.

"From now on don't call me, om again. Call me mas!"

Uhuuuuk

It felt like this esophagus was like something was stuck when he asked to be called a mas. God, why is she so sweet? But no, I'm still waiting for Inspiration to come. I wish he'd come to see me cancel this wedding.

Slowly the spoon entered my mouth. It was not I who ate it myself, but he who put it in my mouth. Um, you're a good person, but why can't I love you yet.

The flashback

At a night market event in Jakarta square. Common place held PRJ, a crowd. The hand held me, like a new ABG boy. It's my first time dating, first time falling in love with her.

We went around the bazaar, several times he invited me to play in the arena. His hands never came out, he said he was afraid I was gone.

"Why don't you just carry handcuffs,ham. Let me not disappear."

"So long though my heart is in handcuffs just like you." he said.

"Buck!" elakku.

"Ti..."

"Yes." Yeah."

"You want to be my girlfriend!"

"No.."

"Why?"

"No offense ... weeeek" I ran out my tongue greeted him chasing my body.

"So we're dating?"

"You think?"

"I think. We're already made."

"Yes" I replied.

I honestly didn't think that Ilham shot me that fast. His hand immediately kissed my finger with a gaze that made me melt.

We stopped at a fast food shop. I had trouble eating the food in addition to not matching my tongue, I was also not used to chopsticks.

"I'm bribing ya."

"No need. I'm a baby with all the bribes."

But inspiration immediately drew my food, and fed me with the food he said was nugget.

"Enak" he said asking for the taste of the food.

"Enak." I replied.

"If I bribe like this?" Ilham bit the nugget and thrust it through his mouth.

"soot!"

"Romantics, I want to bribe Gita like this."

The gita! why the first day of the anniversary should drag that name.

I put the food on the plate. My Mood disappeared while she was still bringing the name Gita into our relationship.

Flashback off

So, the story today

Thank you to everyone who wants to come to this post. Sorry there are so many typos.