Single-minded

Azzam Aulian Son of Atmaja

The night is getting late. The wind opened the white curtain behind the window. Thus, showing the face of ayu with sad eyes. Her net looked outside, staring blankly. His heart grew riled up, when he heard that the day of unwanted matchmaking had arrived.

Hey cold man ...,

If it is not a match, I will abolish all my race that is tempestuous. That short meeting, it was useless.

But not with my race to Mas Riwan, let me keep this taste tight. How could I ever erase how I feel about her. While the flower buds in my heart are blooming he made. Let it keep blooming though, without its body. Forgive me for not being able to fight for the majesty of this taste.

“Nduk, your future husband has arrived. There we meet first.” Ibuk's orders disperse Rinjani's daydreams.

“Astagfirullahaladzim ..., be aware Rinjani. This must be dreaming.” He patted her on the cheek repeatedly, but the result was nil. This match is real.

“Nduk, come on hunt. Kasian, if you wait.” Tegur Ibuk made him stunned.

“But buk, Rinjani is not ready. We don't know the guy either, do we, buk?” rinjani replies whining like a kitten that spoiled to her mother.

“Hust ..., ndak can say that. I know his son. His face is handsome, sharp, white, his body is tall, good again the person.”

“But buk ..,”

“Already, here, ibuk dandanin.”

Rinjani just resigned. She was the face of the princess, with thin makeup and a small bun on her head. However, it remains graceful in view. His face was so bright, different from Rinjani.

His heart grew increasingly stifled, he saw the reflection of a mirror. Seen the appearance of his body, wearing a sea blue kebaya in a batik patterned strip.

Want to run, but what about my family's good name? What a shame, if I had to risk the honor of family for my ego. Should I accept this match? But I don't know who he is, where he came from and what he looked like?

“Nduk, you know Mr Marno right?” mother asked me to throw Rinjani daydream.

“Njeh buk's. Mr Marno Mas Riwan's father, right?”

I nodded my head at the sign of truth.

“Iya, nduk.”

“It's busy, why didn't you tell me from earlier? If the candidate is, Rinjani just agree. Ibuk first njeh, later Rinjani nyulus.” The originally sour face, turned bright.

See your guest in the living room immediately. Then, his steps were blocked.

“Lho, Where is Riwan?” rinjani's question made the whole room wonder.

The tail of his eyes was fixed on the man who was almost similar to Riwan. But, he was not Mas Riwan. Who her? Why didn't Mas Riwan come? What the hell's going on?

“Haha .., you are funny to nduk. Earlier, this is my son Rivan Riwan's brother. It just so happens that Riwan is sick so can't come here.” Obviously Mr. Bardi.

“A ..., what, so it wasn't Mas Riwan who was betrothed to me?” Rinjani.

There was a tightness in his chest, his breathing was hunting. I want to be shed all the disappointment. However, his little heart said not to do it. Only patience and resignation can be done at this time.

“What is this Mas, my future husband?” ask Rinjani to make sure.

“Iya.”

Ah, it's bitter. Only yesterday my heart flowered and this fast it had to drown out all my hopes.

My tears are pouring down to the ground. But soon I wiped it fast.

suddenly I felt more and more. My eyes started to blur and it was getting darker.

Bruk ...

Body collapsing. Something's off my head. Ah, it turns out that my little konde came loose right in front of Mas Rivan. I should have fainted. Since my condition was loose, I immediately expressed my fainting intent. What else is this experiment?