Stuck in Matchmaking

The Heart of Ocean

For several days I was busy with wedding preparations whose implementation was only a few days away. Because of my busy life, I rarely came to Khansallium to check on the progress of my restaurant. But from Wiwi and Anya too, I know what the visitors are like. The main restaurant, which has been around since my childhood, because this restaurant is one of the papi businesses that are special to me, like my restaurant in Singapore. No wonder the visitors here are cross generations. People of papi age also often spend a moment hanging out just to reminisce.

We never limit what time restaurants close, but especially Friday night, I deliberately require restaurants to close at nine.

Because on Friday night I always get orders for rice boxes, or light snacks in large quantities for Muslim activities at one of the mosques near Khansallium, in addition, it is also a form of respecting routine events in the mosque.

Tonight I am in the mansion of his grandparents Aksa. For the first time I came here because Aksa said, Grandma wants to see me. And precisely, I am currently in the room of the late father of his mother Aksa.

My eyes warmed as I stared at the photo of a couple hanging on the wall. I'm sure it's a picture of papa mama mas Aksa.

As my eyes continued to be fixed on the large frame, I could not imagine if I, who was in the position of Aksa mas, was left behind by two people at once. Until I didn't understand how devastated Aksa's feelings were at that time. I tried my hardest to hold the puddle of water on my eyelids. Just imagine in the position of Aksa mas alone to drain tears like this, let alone experience it, maybe like losing half of my organs.

"Honey" Call grandma who I think still looks very beautiful, even though it is clear wrinkles on her face.

"Yes Grandma" I answered nervously, she was rolling me over to the edge of the bed.

When we were both seated, Grandma's outstretched hand pulled the desk drawer on the side of the bed. He took out a jewelry box that I thought was very antique and rare.

Her lips covered in a smile, then her hands moved to open the box.

I didn't budge as long as Grandma opened the box that I knew contained the necklace, she noticed the diamond.

The Heart Of The Ocean. This necklace became a very popular necklace when it first appeared in a romantic film, one of which was the movie Titanic (a film that tells the story of the tragic love ending of Rose DeWitt Bukater with Jack Dawson). In my heart I hope my love story with Aksa does not end like them, but like his parents who were separated by death simultaneously.

Necklace with a very simple shape but able to show the impression of elegance for the wearer.

"It belongs to the grandmother" she said, "But it belongs to Shafira because the grandmother gave it to her on the eve of the wedding of her mother Aksa, and before she died Aksa, he had time to leave Aksa to grandma to take care of her and take care of her" Grandma paused for a moment to take a breath. As seconds passed, he returned to voice. "And this necklace to be given to the woman who will accompany Aksa. And now, grandma leave this to you, this is your wedding gift from your mother-in-law"

Grandma's words, really touched me, and can no longer hold the water that pooled.

Grandma closed the box and handed it to me. "Take it and wear it on your wedding day"

I accepted it with doubt. If you can be honest, actually this is very excessive, especially this necklace is hereditary from the Gallileo family. And all I know is that it's very expensive. I feel like a special person in their family.

I think this necklace is the symbol of the highest award I have ever achieved. From the heart I promised to keep well my mother-in-law's gift, even though I did not have time to meet in person, they did not come at the sacred event of her son, who was, but by wearing this necklace on our wedding day, hopefully we can feel the presence of papa and mama to give our blessing.

"Thank you for accepting Aksa" Grandma's words made me look up to meet our netra. "One bad habit that Aksa has" he continued and instantly my forehead shriveled.

"She is very lazy and does not like to wake up in the morning"

Waah Meira to these two. Every time I wake my sister up to the head bobbles, plus I have to wake up my husband, it seems like I have to be ready to stock patience a lot.

"Aren't we praying at dawn?"

"She said she's sleeping again" I'm grandma

Fix this is Meira's twin. I think I got him because I care about him every morning.

"Mother" suddenly someone called out from the doorway. We turned to the direction of the sound.

"For a long time not to this room" he said with a bowed position while supporting the side of his head with his left hand. His black bead moved around circulating around the entire corner.

I saw a smile on my grandmother's lips.

"You who have never gagged to enter here" said Grandma chimed in Aksa's mass speech.

"Your love, the same marriage of people who already have no papa mama, so do not have in-laws right?" ledek mas Aksa's. I don't know what his head is made of, I was sad as soon as I entered this room, he even made a joke that sparked my annoyance.

"Are you not sad remember them?" my lot frowned

"Sad" Mas Aksa replied calmly. "Sadly already from a long time ago, like eating already the most satiated to not be able to do anything, now is the time to snack on them"

It is also true what Aksa said. But it's sad that I experienced it. Like mamih that sometimes up to no appetite if remembering his parents, and papi who sometimes got dizzy if again kangen same mami Puspa.

Yes, papi does like to remember his wife who died, but mommy is not jealous at all. Precisely even mami who always remember papi to nengokin mami Puspa. Mami's sincerity is what makes papi accept mami. Moreover, unfortunately, my mother to my brothers is not at all different from me and Meira.

"Well, is that done with his business?"

Grandma just smiled in response to Aksa's question.

"In between home yuk" he continued glancing at me.

I'm just like my grandmother who responds with my body language, Nodding.

******

"Can you tell me a little bit about papah and mama?"

He took a quick glance at me, then refocused on his wheel. "The person is silent, does not like to dispute the talk of mamah. But even though papah is so, mamah never dare to be the same papah, and always take care of papah well" Mas Aksa said while continuing to focus in the front, while controlling his car. "If the mamah person is firm, but good, he's the first person who will scold me all out if I'm naughty"

"Do you like being naughty?"

"A little bit" he said briefly. Until it did not feel we had arrived in front of the gate of the house papi. While Aksa deliberately did not go straight in and parked his car in front of the house.

"Wait a few more days I'll beat you up"

I was amused to hear Aksa's words just now, and suddenly my heart was beating. He took my hand and approached. "That's one of the reasons why I want to be as soon as possible" continued Aksa with a distance face that is very close to my face.

When my eyes squinted, he even stole the kiss on my lips, then repeated it again this time not just kissing, Aksa mass swept my lips gently, and then I did not kiss again, the same kiss I felt a while back at the restaurant.

When I asked for a pause, our breaths hunted each other with our eyebrows barely touching. For some reason since receiving his presence, I became difficult to control myself, especially for a skinship problem like this, I was really carried away to the deepest sea.

I moved closer to him to kiss him again and Aksa greeted him warmly, until the sound of the car windshield knocking, making us suddenly cut off.

Meira!

Seriate