Still waiting for you

Still waiting for you
try to understand



Still clinging to the memory of how Nature looked when she came home that night, she looked at me as if asking me to be patient to wait for an explanation to come from her.


I gave her a sweet smile as I drove her home, hoping that my smile would explain a little that I would be patient with her.


Umi's words are enough to strengthen my heart, from which I know that Nature really wants me.


I must try to understand and be more patient for the sake of Nature. He fought for our relationship. Now, I'm the only one left to be his companion. Is it not in every step we always find gravel, steep rocks, even holes that can make us fall?.


At exactly ninety-thirty Novy came home, his presence helped me a lot today.


"Thank you Nov, I don't know what this show is like without you."


I said it as sincerely as I did.


"Crazy yeah. Alam said you anyway, invited to talk about the clash of doang lu already so kalem gini"


"No mellow can be invited by you, and go home there. My employer saw you.!"


"Gini gini my dearest wife lo deck Ami, the most beautiful again at home."


Mas Abi, Novy's husband chimed.


"Why can you have a crush on Novy, no gini morals."


"Eh., that language can do a little bit."


"No, especially for lo, the dictionary is different, no polite word, can be passed out if I sopanin."


"Waaaaah ngelunjak nih chick. Buk, this whole marriage is a child, only Nature can prune her horns."


"Ready Nov, mom's all right. The unconscious is ugly to him."


"For nothing! Whose mother's son? Why am I not in the woods.."


I left without waiting for Novy to leave.


Finished cleaning myself, I took the time to open the phone to send a message to Nature.


"I'll patiently wait for your explanation Mas, one you should know, I definitely believe you."


I put the phone down without waiting for a reply from him, I put myself in the bed.


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I realized it was morning, already,


I've never slept so comfortable tonight. Is it because of my relief from the priestly candidate whom God gave?, or because I have opened my heart to Nature?.


Although our family is not classified as religious servants, but sunnah worship such as dhuha and teaching after dawn prayers is a routine thing that should not be left behind. This routine is used since I understand what prayer is. Ibuk said, the day that we start with the sunnah will run more easily and blessings.


"Astaghfuirullohal!!"


"O Allah, Ami, I am shocked!" Nature appeared along with the door of the room I opened.


"I should have said that!"


"The new mas will knock on the door, want to take you breakfast, masakin special loh for you." It has changed the viewer mode.


"Ck, aren't you tired? This morning I am here. Stamp the masakin me anyway."


"Here are you any more attention why see me this early anyway?." Nature passes by with a stern expression. I followed him to the kitchen.


"It's hard to dream what the hell is pregnant Ami." Ask Nature with a face slash on her two palms on the dining table.


"Duh, why Lam.? You know how ugly Ami is, right.? Am, I told you, ugly in simple first. At least until your Halalin nature. If Alam does not win you how.?"


"Hwahahahaha"


Kusumpal mouth Nature with a fried bakwan still hot.


"Swayahng twegha banghet.huffh hah.."


"Who told me to laugh impolitely at the house this morning.!"


"Emang really is Lam's house, not medusa's nest.?" Wow, I apparently fought a war.


"But if the medusanya is beautiful like this can be buk menggurusin eat every morning."


Laughter of Nature and mother echoed, wooo, they are very compact for this one business.


"Tomorrow it's KK.nya, throw away my name."


"Well, can't wait for him to open up to be like Nature."


Again Nature and mother laughed, damn it! This is called the weapon of eating sir.


"Eh, but baby. KK it stands for your version what,? Your Family Card or Your Room?"


"Ohaha...."


Ibuk laughed loosely this time, until leaning against the kitchen wall while stroking his stomach yabg keelian.


This house is rarely created by laughter, in spite of my frustration, I see my mother is so angry. Never have I seen a mother's countenance as bright as this morning, my smile was on its back, in my heart was recorded hope, may God be made into a lantern for the rest of our lives.