Safaries

The safarah 18

I stepped out with various chafing from my co-workers at this hospital.

Of course they were curious about the flowers I brought from Doctor Faira's room.

Before arriving at the parking lot, someone stood carrying a banner that read, (SORRY...I PROMISE NOT TO REPEAT THE FOOLISH DEEDS. PLEASE DON'T BLOCK MY PHONE NUMBER)

I can't see anyone's face behind the banner. But of course I know the guy. That man is....

Mas Firman's.

Very reckless, fortunately the parking lot today is quiet. So no one sees the ridiculous behavior of the Word.

The Word is still standing there.

I walked up to him, I took the banner. I see a gloomy face.

" Sorry..." Her speech.

" Yes, don't repeat it again..."

" Yes.but unblock dong..I can't call you." The whine is exactly like a child who does not get a snack.

" Yes.tomorrow I open."

" Now!"

" Morrow."

" Now!"

" Yes.now." I pulled out the phone and canceled the block on the Word mas number.

" Now!" I showed my phone to Mas Firman.

He chuckled, "thank you dear..." His hands are starting to mischievously want to try my chin.

" Dude...!" My eyes glare.

" Yuuu. Sorry." Firman hit his own hand.

" Let's not be naughty, this chick isn't just any chick." The murmuring of the Word was slow, yet it still sounded clear in the ears.

" Let's go for a walk, yuk!" Take the Word.

" Where?"

" dine... "

" I don't think I can." Refuse me subtly.

" Is there anything more important than me?" A sour face began to radiate on his face.

" Hm.okay deh... Get me at eight. Now I go home first. Take a break."

I'm turning on the two-wheeled iron horse. Without waiting for the answer, I drove at medium speed.

Arriving home, without bathing and cleaning my face, I immediately nyungsep in the bed. " God, I'm so tired today."

***

Trings.tring..

My phone went off a few times, but my eyes couldn't compromise. Finally I ignored a phone call that I didn't care who I was from.

Finally my eyes closed tightly again. The call on my phone did not stop. After being satisfied with my sleep, I checked my phone,

" oh God... The missed call of the Word is two hundred and three calls."

I was in a hurry to call back. The connection is directly attached, "h.helo mas.." I'm nervous.

" You still alive?" Insinuations.

" What's the matter calling, mas?"

" Aren't you and I already making an appointment to meet at eight? I've been waiting for you for two hours, Ara..." The voice of the Word sounded flat.

" Huh?" As quickly as possible I ran to open the door without hanging up.

Oh God! Sure enough, the man was already in front. He got out of the car.

Now he is standing in front of me. The black man smoked his cigarette deeply, he looked at my appearance, "haven't had a bath?"

" huh? A. I.." There's a sense of shame because I've been wearing a work shirt last night. My face must have looked so cute.

" There is no need to answer, go take a bath to smell. I'm waiting in front ya." The Word sits on a chair. He plays his phone.

I rushed in and took a shower.

It didn't take long, now I'm fresh.

When I wanted to meet mas Firman, how surprised I was, because in front of the Word there was already warm rice that was appetizing.

" You ordered mas?"

" We don't have much time to get out. So I decided to order food. Let's eat!" Bring along.

The man washes his hands in the tap water available in the yard.

I was a little surprised by the man in front of me, he ate with his hands.

It is very different from Virhan.

" Why not eat? Did just seeing me make your stomach full?"

" Hm... "

" Don't be surprised to see I eat not using a spoon. I enjoy eating with my own hands. Try it if you don't believe it!" He said while chuckling.

" How? Favors right?"

I blushed in shame. " Alhamdullilah.it feels full." I said while rubbing my stomach. " Thank you, ma'am."

" yes. The safarah?"

" Hey?"

" Can I propose to you?"

" Isn't it too fast? And..are you sure? I'm not anymore, ma'am. If you want, you can still get a girl and certainly a virgin."

" I don't need a virgin, Ara. I just need a girl who loves me, with my parents, my family. And it's all on you... Mama feels right for you. The day after tomorrow I'll go back to work. And I'll be back in six months."

" Yes.so..." Uh. It is hard to accept reality. The proposal, then he'll be gone for half a year. Can he be loyal?

" why? If you mind, we can get married without a proposal.

But.you should be able to accept getting married without a party. Most importantly, we are legitimate in the eyes of religion and will follow in the eyes of the state."

" She, give me time to think yes..."

" It's only Safarah tomorrow..." The Word reminds me again.

" It's eleven o'clock, I go home first. It's fine at home."

I waved my hand at Mas Firman.

God.Why is the Word the man you sent to accompany my life?

***

I don't know where Firman came from, I know he picked me up.

" Wear this yes, I want a couple with you."

Without denying I obey the requests of the Word.

" Beautiful.." praise me Firman.

" Thank you, man."

" Have you got an answer to my question last night?"

" It's been." Reply steady.

" What?"

" I want us to get married without a proposal."

" Even without a fancy event?"

" Yes." Yeah."

" Thank you..."

The cup! Mas Firman pecked my cheek.

" Dad...." My atonement.

" I'm sorry Safarah.I'm happy." Saying to Firman.

" Yuuu."

***

We have arrived at the house of the former mother-in-law or mother Virhan.

" Safarah.hold my hand."

" What are you for?"

" To prove to your former mother-in-law."

I frowned, does she know the attitude of mama-in-law? But from where?

Firman took my hand forcibly.

" Don't forget to smile." His whisper.

I follow the orders of the Word.

Apparently, there are many invited guests who attended the ceremony of naming Virhan mas children.

Fatimah greeted me kindly while holding their little baby fruit of love. Of love? Do they love each other? But the presence of this baby answers everything. Without explanation, adults will know.

" Fatimah.healthy?" Sapaku with a smile.

" Thank you be healthy, ma'am. It's just that Afifah still likes to stay up." His complaint.

I looked at the face, a little dull and there were dark circles in the eye area. Most people say it's like a panda eye.

" Sir papa.dedek baby must be adjusting. Can I just carry a sling?"

" Of course I can." Fatimah handed me the Afifah.

My hands shook, I brought my face to Afifa. I breathed his body. I don't know why I'm overwhelmed and confused.

If only Afifah had been born from my womb, of course me and Virhan are the happiest people.

I tried to hold back the crystal that meets the sense of sight from falling. I actually failed. Clear crystal details drip vying to get off crammed.

" God.I want a baby like this..."