Should We Get Married?

Because Beautiful

I don't know what demon is in my heart. After Eyang came out of the room, I immediately went to the simple dressing table beside the window. My hand grabbed a scissor stored in his drawer. Now, the scissors are right in front of my face, gaping, ready to rip.

Well-favoured. Because I was beautiful I got this kind of test. Previously everything was still fine, although because of having a beautiful face, I was often made uncomfortable by male friends who sent greetings, not even rarely looked at with a gaze that I did not like.

Because of this beautiful face too, once, a classmate almost hit because I was considered tempting his girlfriend until they broke up. At the time, who was her boyfriend, I didn't know.

This beauty really makes me suffer. I hate the face in front of me. For this reason, I must lose a precious crown for every woman.

Quickly, this moving hand wanted to injure the beautiful face that was bouncing through the glass. But suddenly it crossed over into Yuda as we made our pilgrimage to mother's grave. I was nine years old then.

Ma'am Tika complains, misses mom. The pilgrimage does not really treat the longing because he wants to hug his mother.

"Who said mom really left us. Mother still leaves something that can treat our longing for mother." said mas Yuda, while glancing at me. "See Ayu, our sibungsu. Her face was really exactly mother. It was a duplicate mother. One hundred percent is similar, no difference. It's just, Ayu's younger version of mom. Aren't you, dad?" Mas Yuda asked for the father's opinion and was guaranteed with a nod.

"Oh yes, right. Although mother is gone, but mother left the youngest who really looks like mother." chirped mbak Tika.

My two brothers hugged me. While I was still dumbstruck, thinking, am I really a duplicate mother? So, my face really looks like mom?

Actually at home there are some photos of mom, but I only saw her once. Being left behind by my mother since I was a child made me not close to my mother. Dad, mas Yuda and mbak Tika can always replace my mother figure for me. Their affection, although certainly not the same as the mother, but abundant enough to be my miss port.

"Mother," I cried as I rubbed this face. Remember the words mbak Tika so that I always keep this face, because if he misses mother, he can hug me.

The hand that was holding the scissors instantly trembled. I can't imagine if my face was broken with scissors, surely Tika and Yuda mas would be sad because I can't see my mother's face on my face anymore.

"Astagfirullah Ayu!" suddenly there was the sound of a small running eyed scream approaching me. His hand trembled no less, immediately grabbed the scissors in my hand, then kept him out of range, after which he took me in his arms. "Don't do. Don't do that nduk. Who knows how sad you are right now, we feel the same way, your heart, your father, your brothers, everything is also broken. But if you do, we'll be even more devastated. Maybe, he'll die ...."

"Astagfirullah eyed," I who was still in an eye embrace immediately roared. This wound is deep, but I can't be selfish, making new wounds in the hearts of those you love so much to escape from all this.

"Don't ya nduk. Ask for help, don't do this. We'll all be with you, nduk. Whatever happens, we will try to protect you. Ayu is a favorite granddaughter, eyang does not want to happen things that are not the same as you. Your future is long, nduk. He said you wanted to be a doctor. The spirit is nduk, eyang befriend." She hugged me tightly, we both cried.

Forgive me for my stupidity. Forgive me for allowing the devil to influence me until it almost happens.

Everyone told Dad everything. Early in the morning; father, mother Tika and mas Yuda called. From his voice I was very sure they were anxious, afraid that something might happen to me. Actually Mbak Tika wanted to follow to the house of eyang, but was delayed because he had to fit clothes for the preparation of his wedding which was just counting days. In less than a month, Tika will be married to her heart. My older sister has made a choice, she will marry young. I know, Mbak Tika deliberately married faster because he wanted to ease the burden of father. Ma'am Tika wants me to focus on financing my college course.

"Well it's okay. InshaAllah, this will never happen again." I promised them. A promise I made solemnly because I didn't want to add to the burden of their minds anymore. After what happened to me, they must have been very dizzy, let alone have to be added to this exam again.

"Yu, accompany me to the market, yuk." he stood in front of my door. The woman who had given birth to the father was neat with her veil. She looks so beautiful despite her age.

"To market?" I frowned. Remember memories from childhood. The thing I like the most is being invited to the market by Eyang.

In the past, when I was a child, I could fight with my cousin Tika and Arum just to be chosen to accompany him to the market. Actually, the market is very close to the house of eyeang, can be reached on foot, only, eyeang will only bring one grandson only so as not to bother when carrying groceries.

Anyone who is quite known in this village is always worried, every take his grandson to the market, will definitely be called by neighbors who happen to also sell in the market. Sometimes they even ticked us until we cried. You will feel troubled when we get to tantru . Therefore, he decided to bring only one person and the one who was often chosen was me because I was the smallest grandchild.

"Yu, come to the yuk market. You've been a long time, haven't eaten the lupis and the gituk lindri? Let's buy it, but it's still morning. Vegetable shopping to prepare for lunch. Mr. De mu wants to come." said eyang.

"Sir De Ikang?" my many.

"Yes. Which one do you have, Mr De? The child only two. Mr. De and your father."

"Oh, yes" I forced a smile. Mr. De and his family will come. Either they're all or just Mr. De and Mr. De. But I felt uneasy, remembering the incident when Mr. De came to the tempo house the other day and argued with dad. I guess, eyang seems not to know about the incident, so just look lightly will be visited by his eldest son.

"Yu, hunt, put on your veil, nduk. Don't change clothes. Later to hunt down the chicken village. Mr. De you love to eat kampung gulai, he has not come home for a long time, so he wants a good masakin for them" said eyang with enthusiasm.

Anyang, Ayu what if I meet Mr. De. To be honest Ayu still felt disappointed by Mr. De's attitude at that time. He wants us to make peace with the man who ruined Ayu's life!