RAGIL (First Love)
TWENTY SIX
At least time continues to stretch, giving additional plot for the story that has not arrived.
-azka
Azka sat on the sofa accompanied by Ocha who she asked to come over an hour ago. Azka's face couldn't hide her feelings. Many times He breathed a sudden rough breath. His expression was like he was thinking hard.
"Ka, you don't gini dong" said Ocha who was next to him
"This is how Cha is?" azka replied still in her position and expression. Nothing has changed one bit.
"You, don't you want to try this first? Everything is in front of Ka's eyes"
"It doesn't end here, Cha. You know what? Even all night Ragil always pops into my head Cha. All this is so stifling" Azka said after repeatedly taking deep breaths. "I'm afraid all this will not be good for my relationship" Azka sighed for the umpteenth time.
"But Ka, you should also think about your Mama and Papa. Especially this is a family that is very close. Aren't you?" Ocha began to issue advice to Azka. Ocha thought, that this was almost hopeless to wait for Ragil or Saga. It is also impossible for Azka to refuse the arrival of the family for unclear reasons. It is not clear sharia, nor is it clear whether the Azka wait was as fruitful as He had hoped.
"I'm sorry Ka" said Ocha at last
"For?" Azka knitted her brows, turning towards her already lowered best friend.
"I'm sorry I couldn't help you. I'm sorry I can't do anything for you Ka"
"Jeez Cha. You don't have to apologize for that. You've always been there for me and you've been more than helpful. I'm grateful to have you here, Cha" They both hugged each other, shedding tears that were no longer held back.
The clock on the wall shows eleven o'clock over fifty minutes. Soon the dzuhur adzan reverberated, not long after that time will enter lunch time. There has been no news or information about the arrival of Robi's family. Mom and Dad looked worried. Azka and Ocha who had stopped crying were also worried. I'm worried if anything happens to the family. Although on the other side of Azka's heart there was cheering for something else.
At least time continues to stretch, giving additional plot for the story that has not arrived. Azka.
"Ka, we pray first yuk" Invite Ocha to nudge Azka's arm slowly
"Eh, Yes Cha. You go to my room first. I went to Mama first" Azka approached Mama who was sitting alone. Papa had already left for the mosque to pray dzuhur congregation.
"Ma" Call Azka. Mom looked and smiled.
"Your mother prayed? Prayers first yuk. Wait for his Aunt Ani continued if you have finished praying" Invite Azka
"Hopefully their families are all right, Ka" said Mama patting slowly the back of Azka's hand that grasped the hand of mama.
"Aamiin" Azka then bade her way to her room.
"Innalillahi wainnailaihi rojiun" Papa's voice heard from Azka's room was very surprised. Azka immediately came out of her room followed by Ocha.
"Who died Pa?" Azka asked timidly. His ears and heart were prepared to receive the terrible news of what he was about to hear. My mom in the kitchen joined the family room.
"Well, are you going to worship?" ask Ocha who was beside him.
"It's like Cha" said Azka Lirih
"Well, would I go home?" Azka nodded, then smiled.
Mama and Papa and Azka visit the village of Sewah which is about thirty minutes from home. When it came, it was seen that the family of Om Robi and Aunt Ani had gathered. Everything surrounds Sewah. Some read the Qur'an, some sobbed while hugging. The atmosphere of haru and sad really felt, like there was a thick gray fog that shaded the place. Mama gets closer to Aunt Ani followed by Azka. Mama offered her condolences while continuing to provide reinforcement to Aunt Ani. Papa did the same thing to Om Robi. Azka circulated her gaze, but no one saw Ani's aunt's son there. There is no Mas Banan, Romi, Hana, or anything else. It seemed like everyone was helping with the funeral preparations for that afternoon. After finishing polishing, Mama and Papa and Azka say goodbye. The funeral has not yet been held because it has to wait for the family who are still on the road.
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After the departure of Sumpah, there was no news from the family of Aunt Ani and Om Robi. No more talk of marriage. All evaporated just like that in the midst of a miserable storm that came suddenly. It was as if everyone had forgotten what was planned before that. So, today Azka said goodbye to Mama and Papa to return to Bandung. To the overseas land where he will restart his life.
"You be careful, De. Later Mama will tell me again how it goes" said Mama hugged Azka.
"Yes Ma. Ade pamit yes. Whatever happens later, Ade will try to keep everything going. Doain ade ya Mam" said Azka, He then switched to hug Papa who was also standing there.
Azka entered the night bus bound for Bandung, occupying a seat behind the glass-blocked steering wheel. He sat down by the window, watching Mama and Papa standing next to the car taking off his departure. Azka waved her hand until the figures of the two parents who were so loved were already invisible.
During the journey he could not stop thinking about what was going to happen in the future. God was so kind, giving a wonderful scenario in Azka's life. Perhaps the prayers he always chanted yesterday arrived. Azka was very grateful that at this time he did not have to face a proposal from anyone. He was given the opportunity to prepare his heart and his feelings. No one knows what will happen next day. Maybe he will accept the match, let go of his feelings for Ragil for a man chosen by mom and dad. Perhaps also, he will actually start his story with the person he had been waiting for. Finishing something that has been hanging around for a long time, waiting to begin. Perhaps, too, he will spend the rest of his life with the person who loves him wholeheartedly, accepting himself for who he is, even with the imperfections of heart Azka has. But like what He said to Mama, Whatever happens later He will try to live it all. He will follow the scenario of what God gave him. It seems like it's time he didn't choose fate too much.
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Mama and Papa were sitting in the living room in their own casual clothes. Enjoy the fresh breeze that blows from one of the doors in the room that is associated with the backyard where there are pendopo and fish pond. Two cups of tea with smoke still billowing accompanied the chatter of the two. Not to forget also a plate of fried bananas that had been delivered by Bude from the kitchen. It is still early morning to start activities outside the home. The house felt so quiet after Azka's return. Both Azka's sisters live outside the city, and Azka's sister has returned to her boarding school. It makes Mama and Papa just enjoy the atmosphere of the day alone.
Sayup-sayup heard a knock from the direction of the door in the living room accompanied by greetings. Bude wandered across the room to get to the door in the living room of the house. The door opened after another knock and greeting from a voice that seemed to sing in Bude's ear.
"Siang Bu, Mama and Papa Azkanya are at home?"
"There we are, let's go in. I call you Mama" said Bude. Bude immediately headed to the living room after allowing his guests to enter.
"Mas, Ma'am, there's a guest up front. Nyariin Mas Hatta Siska. It looks like Temen De Azka" as soon as Bude called Mama and Papa Azka, to notify the arrival of guests who had been sitting in the family's living room. Mama and Papa immediately headed to the living room. It was obvious curiosity on the faces of the two.
Azka Temen? Wh who? Azka has returned to Bandung. Mamma.
"For Om, Auntie" A man's guest greeted with an expanding smile on his face. Mom and Dad looked at each other. The frown on the forehead both signaled confusion. What was the purpose and purpose of an Azka male friend coming to the house this early? He even came when Azka himself was not there.
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"De, someone is coming to the house" Mama's voice sounded a little whisper, but Azka could clearly hear the message that Mama delivered.
