Single-minded

Old House

"Where are we now?" Saying Bayu flat, Farah turned towards Bayu.

After nearly an hour Farah and Bayu meet company co-worker Fatih. Farah wants to take Bayu, but somehow Farah wants to go somewhere? It also happened that Fatih sent a message to meet at the place Farah was going to go. Without saying where to go? Just ask Bayu willing or not to go with him? Farah even took Bayu to go where he wanted. As a result Bayu can only resign, where will Farah take him?

"Where are we going?"

"Can be quiet no, I won't do you any harm. In fact I'll take you to meet your heart!" Farah said leisurely without burden.

Bayu let out a long sigh, he felt both happy and scared. Bayu is happy to go with Farah. But tucked away in fear, if Farah will bring him to meet Nafisa. The woman who had been the main topic of Farah and Bayu's conversation. Sayu's sigh, as if Bayu's signal was uncomfortable with Farah's invitation.

"Well, where did you go? As long as you are okay!"

"Thank you for the approval, but even if you don't agree I'll go too. I brought the car anyway. So like it don't like you're going with me. Unless you want to go home on foot!"

"Street!"

"Hmmm!" Farah said, nodding slowly.

"why walk?"

"Look around you, maybe there's no car to take you home?" Said Farah casually, again and again Bayu could only sigh.

Bayu sees a different Farah. Farah was quiet, now talkative and cheerful. Although Farah's cold still felt. But Bayu felt a cold that was far from the word frozen. Farah was so warm, the distance that always limited Bayu to Farah was invisible. Bayu felt warm, the taste stored for Farah was getting bigger. He sees a person full of love and affection.

Ciiiiitt

"Down!" Tell Farah, just as Farah stepped on the brake pedal. Farah's car stopped right in front of an old house.

The old house Farah never visited. If you can say, Farah had only stepped on this house for the first time. Do not visit this house, knowing the location of this house only. Farah's the first time. Farah accidentally came, after getting sharelock from Fatih. Since morning Fatih has been in this house. Farah came to follow. Farah was curious about the meaning of this house for Vira, her beloved mother.

Bayu came down with a chaotic feeling. He was astonished when he saw a small and old house. A house that is spacious, there is not even half of the front yard of Farah's house. The house was so ordinary, but it looked so precious in Farah's eyes. Bayu clearly saw how happy Farah was.

"My house!" Farah said softly, at a glance, a smile touched by the tiny lips of Farah. A smile that is so soothing to Bayu. Very beautiful and happy Bayu heart.

"Whose house is this? Why are you so happy when you look at her? I haven't known you for a long time, but I realize. It's not easy to make you smile. But without anything special, you present a smile that is so soothing. Is this how simple you are to smile? If it's still a chance to make you smile. Let me fulfill a simple thing about you. So I can make you smile sweetly. A smile that fills my heart. Tell Farah, let me see that smile again!" Inner Bayu, while glancing at Farah who was amazed by the old house in front of him.

"Whose house?" Say Bayu, Farah turned his head without saying Bayu.

Farah stepped inside the courtyard of the house. It wasn't the iron gate Farah was passing through. But the wooden door looks rickety but still very strong. Farah walked with a stick. Bayu walked right behind Farah. Bayu was afraid Farah would fall.

"Revelation!" Shouted Bayu, along with Farah who almost fell.

"Don't come any closer, I have ablution!" Farah forbids. Bayu nodded while stepping back.

Farah tried to balance her footsteps. Farah walked happily to her dream home. The house where Vira grew up. The atmosphere of the village is quiet, beautiful nature. The more make Farah calm, Bayu can only be silent following Farah's steps. At least this is all that Bayu can do. Keeping Farah from afar, though Farah never wanted her.

"Wait, isn't that Fatih's car. So he's here. While I'm meeting with clients!" Gerrutu Bayu, immediately Farah turned her head. Farah's sharp gaze, became the answer to Bayu's grunt.

"I'm sorry, I got carried away!"

"I'm in or standing outside!" Take Farah, Bayu nodded.

Farah and Bayu walked into such a simple house. It looks like an empty house without furniture. Not a marble floor, but a cement floor. Farah touched the door leaf plan, a little porous even though it looked strong and sturdy. Bayu continued to observe Farah's changing face. A second ago Farah looked so happy. Now Bayu sees the sad Farah.

"Assalammualaikum!" Farah said softly, slowly Farah stepped in with her right foot. Shortly after Farah removed the shoes she was wearing.

"Glamma!" Bayu said, Farah looked down while wiping a clear drop of her tears.

Farah put her crutches outside the house. Farah walked creeping on the brick wall that was starting to dull. Some of the walls begin to moss, the house sky looks porous. Farah continued walking, her hand holding onto the wall of silent witness Vira grew. A house that means so much in Farah's life. More valuable than his house.

"Farah, whose house is this?"

"Grandma!"

"You mean, this is Aunt Vira's house!" Bayu said in disbelief, with a nod of his head. Farah answered Bayu's question.

"The house where mama, om Rayyan and aunt Vika grew up. Grandpa's little house. The house where Grandma left mom forever?" Farah said softly, Bayu turned to look towards Farah.

Farah looked straight at the wall not far from her. There is a very old photo. But still clearly visible, who is in the photo? Bayu never knew Farah's family. Bayu believes the photo in front of him belongs to the Vira family. It appears that a mother is holding a small baby girl and on the left-right side there are boys and girls who have stepped on adolescence.

"They're a family of mama, a grandmother who always loved mama. A mother who must be defeated by the insults of the Atmaja family!"

"Flood!"

"Not to be surprised, it's all true. Grandma died right after mom and dad got married. Grandmother became the target of Atmaja's great master's anger. The family that always humbled you!"

"How do you know all that?" Sayu astonished.

"Why wonder? Is it because I never knew the Atmaja family? So you think I'll never know all the things that happened in the past!" Farah said firmly, Bayu looked down feeling guilty. He did not expect, Farah would easily read his mind.

"Many things you never know about me!" Farah said, while stepping forward towards Photos. Farah slowly rubbed the photo in front of her. Farah's heart began to ache, Farah's breath began to suffocate.

"Sorry Farah, I didn't mean to!"

"Why do you always keep your sorrows? Many people love you. They want to get to know you, at least be a backseat in your crying days!" Bayu said, Farah shook her head weakly. Bayu was surprised to see Farah's head. As if the cold attitude of Farah, deliberately done by Farah to cover the fragment.

Farah took a photo that was stuck to the wall. Farah sat cross-legged on the cement floor. Farah took old pictures of the Vira family. With the tip of her hijab, Farah cleaned the photo. Many times Farah wiped a picture of her late grandmother. Farah's tears fell right on her grandmother's face. Bayu was worried to see Farah's tears. Bayu felt crowded, seeing Farah's sadness.

"What's Farah doing? Why are you crying?" Bayu said anxiously, Bayu sat right in front of Farah.

"Look, sister, how beautiful is Grandma Farah? His hands were so warm clutched mama and om Rayyan. Obviously his legs are very strong, when holding a cute Aunt Vika!" Farah said softly holding back the crying.

"Lantas, what makes you sad? Your grandmother is so happy with her children!"

"Grandmother is happy, until papa comes into your life!" Said Farah cynically, Bayu was surprised by Farah's words.

"Farah, don't talk like that!"

"That's the truth, sister, such a beautiful love story. But it was a very deep suffering. Mama loves the family successor who made her mother die. Such a cruel and cruel family. They only think about social status, no matter your kindness!"

"Thinking that makes you not want to know love. Men are like Mr. Azzam. Think if a rich family will always underestimate you!" Sayu firmly, as if Bayu was saying his heart. Farah nodded without hesitation. The final answer that made Bayu lethargic.

"If I can be honest, sometimes I want to know love. But when love approaches. I always remember my mother's tears. Mama's cry in her prostration. A cry that came out from the bottom of his heart. The pain made my mother unable to speak. Tell me brother, can I erase those bitter memories? The tears I saw were almost half my life!"

"Can, if you let me paint a smile on your face. Write the word happy in your heart. Replacing your bitter memories, with our sweet sheets of memories. I'll make our world happy!" Saying Bayu loudly, Farah looked up to stare fixedly at Bayu.

Bayu subconsciously said his entire heart. The sadness he saw, gave Bayu the power to say something he had been saving. Bayu doesn't care, if Farah accepts or rejects him. Bayu just wants to protect Farah in any way. For Bayu, Farah's happiness is the most important today. There is no fear or high self-esteem. If it comes to Farah's happiness.

"No way!"

"Why? Am I not worthy to be a priest of the Quran? Maybe my faith is weak, but not my intentions and love!"

"I'm sorry, brother, but I'm not the right woman for you. The reason I brought my brother here. For my brother to see my heart. The darkness that is in the soul of a Farah. Big brother deserves to unite with a more spruce woman!"

"You speak too sweetly, but it hurts my heart. You rejected me by humbling yourself. But really you just want to say, if I'm so low!" Said Bayu loudly, Farah shook her head weakly.

Farah got up from her seat, with her legs starting to hurt. Farah stood closer to the window on the right side. A window facing the garden. Seemed a towering mountain, calming a heart filled with anxiety. Farah looked at the clear blue sky.

"Sister, I never wanted to demean anyone? Especially you, an older brother who wanted to protect and protect me. Today I brought you to a home that means so much in my life. The house I first visited and it was just with you. Now tell me, is it possible that I humbled you? No, brother, I respect you a lot. That's the reason that makes me sure. Brother would be happy without me!"

"Why without you?"

"Because my legs are too weak to follow in your footsteps. My hands are too cold to hold and warm your body. My heart is dark without light. No light can erase the darkness. Your race is too pure, so I can't take it!"

"That means you rejected me!" Sayu said, Farah was silent. His lips were cupped, he was unable to answer such an easy question.

"Why silence? Since then you have been outspoken, saying all the things you think are right. Then, why do I feel like you don't want to reject me now? Tell Farah, what does your silence mean? Don't make me wonder with silence that won't answer my question!"

"I'm not the best!"

"Who said? What right do you have to judge the good or not of yourself? If you're bad, when did I become the best?"

"So I have no right to be happy!"

"I want to be happy and happy with you. Do you realize my pain and tightness? When I look at the drops of your tears. Ever since I heard your sweet voice. My sleep was restless, I forgot the word sleep. I can no longer feel good when I eat. You ruined my life, your shadow filled almost my entire mind!"

"Sorry!"

"I don't need an apology from you!" Shouted Bayu loudly, Farah silently lowered her head. Bayu's anger peaked, he saw a love that seemed to be held back by Farah. Bayu could no longer hold back the feeling that was in his heart.

"Farah, be honest with me!" Pinta Bayu welcomes, Bayu nanar's gaze. Staring at Farah who kept silent.Not a word came out of her lips.

Allahhuakbar Allahhuakbar

Sayub heard the voice of azan, Farah immediately looked up. Farah turned her body 180°, Farah walked towards the bathroom. Farah has always rushed to pray when she heard the sound of azan. Farah walked past Bayu.

"Farah, please be honest!" Pinta Bayu weld, Bayu's hand tightly grasps Farah's wrist. Withholding Farah's footsteps. Hope Farah answers all the restlessness of Bayu's heart.

"I have to pray!" Farah said softly, while brushing Bayu's hand. Farah let go of Bayu's hand. Then walk away from Bayu.

"Flood!" Sayu Bayu waned, Farah turned her head.

"If you don't mind, we can pray together. Be my prayer priest!" Pinta Farah warm.

"Why are you so afraid to say your love? Why are you making my heart hurt? You asked me to be your prayer priest, but you refused me to be the priest of your hereafter. Why is Farah your heart so cold!" batin Bayu's.

Buuughh

"Only the patience and sincerity of love is able to open Farah's dark heart!" Fatih said, right after hitting Bayu's shoulder.

"You!"

"Thank you for loving my sister. If it wasn't Farah who accepted your love. There is still a cheerful Breath!"

"Shut up!" Saying Cold.