Short Stories Romance
Separated Because Different
Author : D. Naveen Kenan
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A golden-yellow tinge has adorned the morning sky. The cool air and the singing of birds made me fall asleep, as well as see a colony of sparrows. They fly freely without being shackled by customary ties or beliefs.
A cup of coffee accompanied me. I still see the view from the room when I go to the office. The cold air was really bone-chilling.
Dddrrrt!
The phone vibrated from above the nightstand. I walked over and grabbed it, then I shifted the screen of the phone that was already in my grasp.
[Nav, I'm waiting at the end of the street where we used to meet,] fill in a message from Naysila.
[OKay! I'm on the way, wait for me there!]
Naysila was my boyfriend, almost a year we were dating. I thought she was a pretty, nice girl in my eyes. The key was on the nightstand and grabbed a bag containing a laptop.
We work in the same company. Our meeting also started at work. The closeness became more intense when we were met in an office project.
“Beauty, Breakfast first, yuk!” bring your mother in front of the dining table.
“Sorry, Naveen is in a hurry, Ma!”
I kissed Mama's forehead and hurried off to the car that was parked in the yard.
Riding a silver car at high speed. Time shows six past a quarter. It's still early in the morning, because I usually have breakfast with Naysila.
Naysila was seen waiting for me at the end of the road, a little far from her home. Naysila wears a pink baby shirt and subordinates wear knee-length skirts with heels that enhance her appearance. A small sling bag is stained on the shoulder. Her face is beautiful with a natural makeup look polish has become her mainstay.
Chequek!
I opened the door, then got out of the car to get to Naysila.
“Udah long wait?”
“Just ten minutes ago,” answered her in a smooth voice accompanied by a smile that made her face look even more beautiful.
“What breakfast are you having?”
“I'm coming.”
“OK!” I opened the car door for her, “Please enter my beautiful girlfriend.”
Naysila smile, “Gombal!”
We went to one of our favorite places to eat. Not a restaurant, just a small restaurant. But, the taste of each food menu is always good, right on the tongue.
Naysila's a special woman to me. Besides being beautiful, she is also smart. No doubt, the boss united us in one office project. From there also our love relationship intertwined until this moment.
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We started to struggle with work. When we work, we try to be professional. Girlfriend status is set aside for the sake of focusing on the company. Until it was not felt, lunch time had arrived. Naysila and I went to lunch. Not too long, because Naysila had to worship.
“Nav, I stay first, yes?” naysila said goodbye to perform her worship.
“OK!”
I waited for him in the cafeteria. Naysila went to the mosque across the street. Still visible from the cafeteria, Naysila was already wearing a face and preparing to perform her worship. I noticed every movement of the prayer and Naysila's facial expression after the prayer. More beautiful when wrapped in white face that he wears.
Finally Naysila went back to the cafeteria and approached me.
Strange, after washing the water wudu, Naysila's face even looked more beautiful and charming.
“Dih, why see that cake?” her protest when I looked at her beautiful face intensely.
“Like aja,” answered me who is still staring at her beautiful face.
“Can't!”
“Why? Is there a ban? Kan, you're my girlfriend.”
“New girlfriend, not yet so su-” she said disconnected when about to say the word.
Husband.
Yes, that word made Naysila so heavy to say in front of me, because we had different beliefs.
I smiled, “Means, if I was already your husband. Sure, yeah. I look at you all the time?” i tease.
Naysila turned her gaze away without answering a word from me.
Both Naysila and I. Both hold fast to each other's beliefs. Why did our love last for almost a year? Because we keep trying to find a way out to unite our love.
I appreciate it when he's worshiping, and vice versa. We appreciate each other, but old man? Will be able to accept? I don't know, obviously we're still trying to unite our love.
***
Tonight I'm taking Naysila to dinner. Grab a phone, then start typing a message for her.
[Nay, dinner, yuk?] I sent a short message for him.
[Aren't you going to church?]
[Udah, this afternoon.]
[Yes already, meeting in an ordinary place, huh?]
[Okay!]
I grabbed my wallet and my phone. Rushed to grab the car keys and sped off after I was dressed neatly.
“Nav, where are you going?” ask Mama.
“You picked up the woman of dreams!” my words that pass away.
Rushed into the car and stopped the car, immediately hit the gas and slid to where we had agreed.
Justjust right. Naysila had been waiting for me at the end of the road. As usual, the beauty of her face was able to hypnotize my heart. He is the most beautiful work of God for me.
Chequek!
I opened the door and Naysila got into the car. The fragrance of rose essentialelle had already become the distinctive scent of her body. Now the atmosphere of the car has been contaminated with the fragrance of Naysila's body. The car is traveling at medium speed.
“Nay?”
“Iya?” Naysila looked at me.
“You are ready not to meet Mama?” I said while parking the car.
“Hah?”
“When are you ready to meet my parents?”
Naysila.
There was no talk on this car. Just the sound of car and motorcycle horns blaring tonight. Until finally, I parked the car in a fairly crowded cafe.
“What message do you want?”
“I order hot chocolate,” pinta Naysila.
I called waitress and ordered a hot chocolate and a moccachino.
The song in the cafe was beautiful, but not as beautiful as our circumstances that suddenly mute.
Silent.
“Nay?”
I broke the silence.
“Iya?”
“Back from here, you come with me, yes?”
“Where?”
“Ke home, meet Mama.”
It seems Naysila was confused by my invitation, but how else? I want Naysila close to my Mama.
Finally Naysila nodded faintly, “Yes already, yes. I want.”
“Thank’s yes, Nay.”
As I held his hand.
Not too long ago, we spent time at the cafe. Naysila and I got in the car and drove to my house.
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Tong!
I scowl the house bell.
Chequek!
The door opened and looked to the middle-aged woman behind the open door.
“Malem, Aunt?” say hello to Mama.
“Night, let's go in!” said Mama who seemed confused because there was a woman I brought without her knowing before.
We had a warm conversation in the family room. I'm grateful that Naysila is good at taking Mama's heart. Until the time, time has shown at nine pm and Naysila was saying goodbye to Mama.
“Tan, Nay pamit, huh? *** ....” said Nay was cut off, almost slipped. Maybe Nay remembered, if our relationship is still not said to be official, because there are still differences that can not be united.
***
From that night on, Naysila disappeared. His phone could not be reached and his house looked empty. He disappeared after giving me happiness that night.
I am still working, though my heart is troubled to think about it. In every corner of the workspace, as if Naysila's face flashed.
Nay's? Where are you, honey? You disappeared this week without any news. Do you remember, tomorrow is our anniversary date? I miss you, Nay!
My concern keeps drifting. Work was a little neglected because the wishful thinking continued to think of Naysila.
Dddrrr!
Mobile vibrates. I reached into the phone from my pants pocket.
“Naysila?”
My eyes were round when I saw the message from the name of the woman I loved so much.
[Nav, I'm waiting for you at the usual cafe, tonight at seven.]
“Yes! Naysila called me!”
I hurried to call her phone number, longing to hear Naysila's soft voice, but not active.
“Why, yes?”
Not wanting to get dizzy, I was getting ready to go home from work. Don't forget to buy a bouquet of her favorite red roses.
Arriving at home, I rushed to take a shower and put on neat and fragrant clothes. I tried calling his phone number again, but still could not be reached.
“Maybe Naysila would like to surprise me at anniversary.”
I always try to think positive things.
Darting around in a silver car and carrying a bouquet of red roses, towards the place where we had arranged our appointment. I sat at one of the empty tables. But, Naysila has not been seen either.
I tried to turn my eyes to the device in my grasp.
“Assalamualaikum,” says a hijab girl.
“Naysila?”
My eyes were round when I saw Naysila's new appearance tonight, with a hijab covering her beautiful hair.
“Sorry, Nav. I want to straighten out our relationship.”
“Means?”
“From my family has been instilled about our Religion. Sorry, if I decide not to continue our relationship.”
“Why, Nay?”
“I am afraid, to love His creation (Human) more than the one who created (God). Because of my uniform, it is strictly forbidden to have more love than the Khalik. I'm sorry, Nav!”
Instantly my heart was broken. Removes the headless. One year of being in love with her had to run aground due to differences in beliefs. However, he opened the eyes of this heart, indeed a servant should not be worthy to love his other servant more than love of his Lord.
Our love ended in the first year. The anniversary I imagined was beautiful, quite the opposite. Just convince yourself that God will give you the best partner. Maybe in this life, I'm not a match with him but I don't know in the future.
°.The eternal affection, belongs only to Him! There is no eternal love other than His love.•°
.End.
Lampung, September 24, 2020
