Rinai Longs from the Sky
Decisions
In fact, time cannot wait. In the end, each heart must be able to make decisions and set the next direction to stretch the story.
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"Thank you for the visit, welcome back."
Rana gave the best smile to the customers who had just left Sakura. A special customer he's known for the past two years. His name is Hadi, an elderly man who already has four grandchildren. Every 12th she would visit the Sakura Shop, looking for the best sunflowers.
"For whom, sir?" ask Rana at their first meeting.
"My wife" replied the man whose hair had partially turned silvery.
"Gee, you're so romantic."
The man smiled. "For the man who has dedicated his life to me, there is no romantic word, there is my thanks to him."
Rana's mouth gaped, amazed at Grandpa Hadi's explanation. Rana could feel the sincerity of love in the figure of the man who was no longer young. "I was curious about him."
"Unfortunately, I can't possibly bring him here."
"Loh, why?"
The next thing Rana knew was that the man's wife was gone. The 12th is the date of his death. That is why he always buys sunflowers every that date.
Rana was still looking at the black sedan car until it was no longer visible. He then sighed, will his love story later run like Grandpa Hadi's family? After death separates, it does not necessarily make their love fade.
"Excuse me, Mommy?" A sweet girl in a ponytail smiled towards Rana.
"Yes, can anyone help?" Seeing the girl's well-tuned appearance, Rana seemed to know the intent of her arrival.
"Meet me, I'm Lisa, who was contacted yesterday for an interview."
Rana nods, then brings Lisa to meet Sakura's boss. Bian was struggling with his laptop when Rana knocked on the door of his slightly open room. After informing him of the suitor, he resigned.
For a moment Rana's eyes watched Bian, the man's invitation yesterday he had agreed. Rana sure, Bian not only want to eat banana epe as he said. Perhaps, Bian would ask the answer to his proposal. The hijab girl sighed, last night she had thought hard, weighing all the possibilities. And hopefully his decision will bring Rana along with a figure like Grandpa Hadi.
***
The sun began to slip to the western horizon as Bian and Rana descended on the epe banana seller's premises. Not a fancy dining place with good service. The place they went to was simple, but the visitors were quite booming.
The distinctive aroma of the burnt banana welcomes the arrival of Bian and Rana. The hum of the chatter of the visitors who almost occupy every side of the room. They got a spot in the corner, near a window that was directly facing the black street.
"How's the new contract?" Bian started the conversation after a moment of silence.
"Lumayan is comfortable," answered Rana interspersed with a smile. Although he is not too familiar with the neighbors boarding, but so far Rana feels calm living there.
"Thank God. What about Bara?"
Rana's brows were scowled, hearing the name made her remember the conversation with Bara the other day, about this man in front of her. About Bian who asked Bara's opinion for the sake of being close to Rana. So great was the man's effort, Rana was also unlikely to forget with Bian who gave up his time to drive home when his sister died. So how much did Rana do to hurt Bian by rejecting his proposal?
"What?" bian's response was a little startled, not expecting that Rana would directly shoot him with such a question. "Oh, that's ...." Bian's sentence was paused because the waiter brought their order.
Two servings of epe bananas that are still steaming with a distinctive aroma are presented at the table. But, Bian suddenly lost his taste. What Rana said just now is true. He deliberately invited Rana here because he wanted to know the answer about the proposal. Call Bian impatient, he just wants to quickly know the contents of Rana's heart. For a few days, he could barely sleep. The shadow of the hijab-wearing girl danced in her imaginary world. Knowing that Rana should support her mother and two younger siblings makes Bian sympathetic. He wants to help, at least be a place to lean when tired. And the most disturbing Bian is Rana who has to live alone. When Rana's old contract burned, a bad thought had fouled her brain, what if Rana was there? Bian could not imagine if he had to lose Rana.
"We eat first, then we talk, okay?" pinta Bian, who is possessed by Rana.
Actually Bian was just stalling. He knew there would be two possibilities later, accepted or rejected. And thinking of the second possibility made him choose to enjoy the remaining time. Although to swallow a banana burn is not as smooth as usual.
"How's your family doing?" bian asked after a few mouthfuls. The silence that had been royal because of their activities made Bian even more anxious. Moreover, isn't he trying to be someone who is comfortable for Rana? So he should be more chatty, right?
"Thank God, they're good, sir." Pause for a moment, after Bian nodded. "What kind of Father?" Rana bit her lips, still not used to engaging in this intimate chatter. Ask each other about their families as if they had a special relationship.
"Your mom is healthy, thank God. And romantic as always." Bian's last words made the two smile.
Bian cleared his throat, the hand that was on top of the thigh tightly clenched. His heart seemed to be racing with what. Asking for answers from the sensation Rana is more powerful than when expressing feelings first. "Sup ...."
"Mr ...."
They chuckle because they sound almost together. For a moment the two threw at each other who spoke first. Rana asks Bian first, while Bian does the opposite.
"Well," Bian relented, he cleared his throat again before saying, "On the proposal," he gulped, "you have ...."
"I accept it."
Bian had not had time to finish his sentence when Rana actually gave an answer that was beyond expectations. Bian took a while to digest the words of the girl who was today wearing a salem blouse and a black skirt. "What Rana?" He even needs to confirm once again.
"I accepted Mr. Bian's proposal" Rana said more fully, peppered with a shy smile at the end of the statement.
Bian gaped, still not believing his hearing. What dream did he have last night until he got this beautiful reality? The corners of his lips were drawn to the maximum, so happy he almost grasped Rana's hand, but when he realized that they were not halal, he hurriedly apologized.
"Thank you Rana, thank you," said Bian sincerely. He thinks he will sleep well later that night, or maybe he can not sleep because the reality he is facing now is more beautiful than a dream.
***
"Yes, Ma. Anyway empty Papa's schedule with Mama later this month." Bian was unable to stem his happiness. After his proposal was accepted by Rana, a smile endlessly adorned the lips. It feels like smiling Bian is willing. Yeah, it's all because of Rana. Calling the girl's name actually made her chest shake. One more step left and he will become a priest for Rana. One more step Bian and Rana will be under the same roof.
Bian had never felt this spirit. In the past when starting Sakura, her spirit flared but not as intense now. So excited, Bian hopes to roll up the time to immediately meet Rana's family and make an official proposal, including determining the date of their wedding.
"Yes, Honey. All will be arranged by Mama. You just take it easy."
What else did Bian expect? The ideal wife in front of the eyes, parents who are full of support, it seems like God really is loving Bian at this time. Everything feels so smooth.
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