Rinai Longs from the Sky
Crucial Phase
Nothing will last long if it is not from the heart.
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Bian's house looked crowded. His family and close friends began to arrive. Starting from the front yard to the middle room, people passed by. They say hello, share stories, and occasionally laugh together. Bian and Rana have just arrived. After Bian made sure his car park didn't bother road users, they walked side by side. If at previous family events Bian more often separated, now he seems very enthusiastic to greet the people he passed. The presence of a beautiful girl with green tosca, combined with a matching colored hijab, fosters the confidence of the man. Bian intended to go straight inside to meet his parents. He was impatient to introduce Rana, even though he only wanted to be introduced as an employee.
"Ma, Pa ...."
The couple, who were greeting guests, now turned their attention to the source of the voice.
"Bi, you're old, loh. He said just for a minute" protested Darma.
"Macet, Ma."
"Who is this?" The attention of Darma and Santo turned to the graceful woman next to Bian.
"Oh yeah, I know, it's Rana."
Rana immediately grabbed Darma's hand and touched her forehead. Afterwards, he turned to Saint and did the same.
"Ooo .. So this is what you often tell Mama?" god Darma, who succeeded in making Bian wrong.
"What, the hell, Ma?"
"Sir Bian told me about going to Auntie?" Rana suddenly awkward. If true, for what sake does a superior tell his subordinates to his parents?
Darma nodded with a smile. The 47-year-old fell in love with Rana. Typical of his dream daughter-in-law seems to be perfectly summarized in Rana.
"much. Almost every day he talks to you," said Darma without hesitation, ignoring warnings in the form of blinking eyes from Bian that had lasted since.
"Ma!" Bian really doesn't taste good to Rana. He forgot to anticipate the attitude of his mother who really likes to go off track.
"How long has Bian been acting to you?" Darma is unstoppable.
Rana was confused to answer. "What's the way, Auntie?"
"Roof, no?"
"No. It was really good Mr. Bian."
"He never said he liked you?"
Rana shakes her head shyly.
"Ma!" If only he had not been afraid of sin, Bian would have smothered his mother's mouth earlier.
"He actually likes you, but my son is terrible at romance."
As an adult woman, of course, Rana can read the implied meaning behind the small concerns that Bian has shown behind his stiffness. Maybe because of that, hearing Darma's statement, whether true or not, he was not too shocked.
"Believe can't believe, at this age, she's never been together."
For some reason, Rana was amazed to hear it.
"really suck. Though Papa shot your mama in the second meeting, you know." Santo added, making Bian a teat.
The married couple laughed, as if completely satisfied 'naked' their son in front of the girl he loved.
Rana responded with a clumsy smile.
"Ran, we're going to the park, yuk. It's hot pepper here." Without waiting for approval, Bian immediately turned around and took a long step.
Rana soon followed after his farewell to Darma and Santo.
***
On the wedding anniversary this time, although fairly simple, Bian's parents carried the concept of outdoor style. A fairly large page is covered in such a way. Cone tents adorn several angles. Below it is a round table surrounded by seven chairs. In addition there are also benches arranged neatly on both sides of the road that divides the park from the end of the gate to the front of the terrace. The left-right side of the terrace is transformed into a booth of various foods and drinks. It is guarded by several people from the catering side, who are very dexterous when supplies start to thin. Although the atmosphere outside is quite warm, some guests turned out to be more comfortable gathering inside. Darma and Santo had to pacing back and forth to greet everyone.
While Bian and Rana were now on the balcony, watching the people chat a lot from above. Both of them while enjoying the cup pudding in each hand.
"Aren't you sure Bara?" Bian intended to break the silence, even though choosing a topic became very difficult after his mother was outspoken earlier.
"So sure, but it's busy." Rana remembered Bara's expression when he came to his unit after the magrib. The man was pensive at the table. I was writing, but the laptop monitor in front of him still displayed a blank word page. Rana knows exactly why, but he has not found the right word equivalent to simply convey, that his reaction is not appropriate.
"Oh yeah, that wasn't true, was it?" Rana's not going to talk about Bara, but the subject is really bad. If he could, he was eager to retract his words, making Bian never hear them.
Bian knew exactly what Rana meant. The navy-blazer man put down his cup pudding, then gripped the rim of the railing while adjusting his breathing pattern.
"If it turns out to be true, why?" Bian felt like he had just spewed out a lump of iron that had been stuck in his throat. Relieved to be amazing. Although accompanied by fear, Rana's attitude will change after this.
"Sorry, sir, I'd like to grab a drink first. Would you like to get taken?" Rana had even turned her body, although her gaze was still attached to Bian's face.
"No need. I'm going down, too. We join the others." To spend the rest of the time, it is better not both. Despite starting from the bluntness of his mother, at least Bian has managed to make Rana know his heart, something that made him upset for several years.
***
Bara was playing guitar on the porch of his unit, more precisely daydreaming while holding a guitar when Rana emerged from behind the car door that Bian had just opened. So solemn was his daydream, to the point that he did not hear the sound of a car. Know-how the black sedan was parked on the side of the road in front of the kosan. His appearance was as if using a summoning spell.
Bara put down his guitar, then docked to the side of the road.
"Cieee .. already like the prince and princess of a fairyland," seduced Bara. "Honey, the car ride, not the bad train" he added, then chuckled.
"The name is also millennial generation." Bian smiled broadly.
Again Rana felt strange seeing the interaction of the two. But ... never mind. There was a much more important thing that Rana had to think about right now.
"Thank you for tonight, sir. It's great to know your family."
"So someone's been introduced to the family, huh? Whoa!" timpal Bara sok.
The reflex shutter elbowed the waist of his unit's neighbor.
Bian just smiled amusedly while shaking. "Together, Ran. I even have to thank you."
"But, if you need privacy, I can go in, really," Bara said.
This time Rana pinched her stomach. Bara pretended to grimace.
"Yes, I'm home, yeah." Bian pamit's.
Rana just nodded.
"Be careful, Bro!" Bara raised his right thumb to chest level.
After Bian died, Bara thought Rana would tell her something. Actuallyno. The girl went straight into her unit and closed the door tightly. Bara. He again took his guitar and began to create melodies while humming softly.
***
"Good morning, Princess," said Bara as soon as Rana appeared from behind the door.
Rana was happy to see the thick-browed man was no longer as usual yesterday. But ... Why be a princess?
"Kok, princess?" rana protested while stepping closer.
"And I've met the prince." The coals raise their eyebrows.
"Don't hang on, deh!"
"What's less, anyway, Ran?"
Rana frowned, quite surprised to find Bara as if he knew further.
"No need to use a fortune teller, anyone can guess that Bian likes you." Bara answered the question implied in Rana's eyes.
Rana just took a long breath.
"Your future will be assured of her."
"Know where?" timpal Rana's.
"He's a hard worker, independent, forward-thinking, has a business, just like him you'll be fine."
"You forgot one thing, heart. Nothing will last long if it's not from here." Rana pointed at his chest.
"You're in for another shot, huh? How, baperan terribly?" Bara felt strange with Rana's attitude this morning.
"No need to be mature if until now you have not been able to escape Luna."
"Kok, so turn to Luna?" Bara is not out of thought.
"Udah, ah, I'm riding an angkot." The shutter goes long towards the shaft road.
"Well, aren't we together?" Bara immediately start his bike and follow Rana.
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