Taint

Waiting for Answers

Since that day, Ms. Fatimah never again asked about Daniel, nor did she ever mention what he meant.

Every time I try to ask, he just answers with a smile.

Regarding Aunt Nia's plan, I slowly began to forget. There is nothing strange about his attitude. We met again and again, there was no sign of hatred that he showed.

Did I hear wrong that time? Or maybe it's not Kirana I?

I don't know. Whatever the answer is, I hope it's not something that harms me.

After passing the long wait, finally the time to take me to a predetermined limit. Two months has been the time, including since Daniel asked for the tempo to know Islam.

Since waking up from the lena, my feelings began to be shrouded in anxiety and anxiety. Daniel called me and said he'd give me the answer today.

"May God guide your father, son, that we may live happily in love." I combed Dara's hair with fingers while I stared at her half-covered brown bead.

"O Allah, Thou Knowest of how the servant feels, Thou art All-Knowing of what is good for the servant.

May what I have planned not differ much from what You have outlined, O God," I said in my heart.

After calming Dara down and making her fall asleep again, I got up from my sleep and stepped out of the room. Many times I rubbed my face rough, in order to remove sweat spots that wet my forehead and temples.

"Mother," called me, after arriving at the kitchen.

Ms. Fatimah turned her head and looked at me with a smile, and so was the case with the servant aunt.

"Why was he left?" ask Ms. Fatimah.

Dara is 6 months old, and she grows up to be an active child. He began to learn to sit and crawl. This makes Ms. Fatimah often worried. He prevented me from leaving Dara alone in the room, fearing that she would wake up and fall.

"Still lackey, Mother. Sleep well," I replied.

"You sure? He's getting active, Ra, don't be reckless." Fatimah said as she washed the carrot pieces.

"Related, Mother." I smiled broadly as I stepped closer to Ms. Fatimah.

"But Mother is worried, Ra. Your bed is very high. Besides, just cook for breakfast anyway, let Mother and Aunt prepare." Ms. Fatimah still remains on her worries.

"Mmm, Auntie," call me to Aunt's waiter.

"Yes, Mommy."

"Let me help Mother, Aunt who takes care of Dara, yes," I said.

"But, Ma'am." Aunt scratched her head.

"It's okay, Bi. Want huh?" I asked for the second time.

"Alright, then I stay, Ma'am, Buk." My aunt smiled and walked away from us.

I breathed a sigh of relief, now it is just me and Fatimah Ma'am who are in this room. I used to talk to him about Daniel.

"Mother," call me.

"Yes, Ra." Ms. Fatimah replied while concocting the cay cap seasoning.

"Evening ... Daniel called me, Mother," I said slowly.

"Oh yeah, what's he saying?" asked Fatimah enthusiastically.

"She__"

"He failed to recognize Islam?" concluded Bu Fatimah.

His eyeballs widened, and his line of laughter began to appear faint.

"No, Mother, it's not like that" I said quickly.

"La .. then? He fell in love with our religion?" madam Fatimah asked, this time with a bit of nervousness.

"Oh so. Yes, Kirana, calm your mind, don't worry too much. We can plan, but only God has the right to decide. Believe me, Kirana, whatever is outlined by God, that is the best for your life," said Ms. Fatimah at length.

"Yes, Mother." I nodded with a smile.

________

The clockwork keeps rotating the stringing of minutes as well as time. The second by second that walked, led me to a growing nervousness.

The sun was already crawling high, and Ms. Fatimah had already left for the store. Now, I was alone in the room, waiting for Daniel who said he was on his way.

"What the hell is Daniel's answer," I murmured, slowly.

I clenched my fingers as I stared at the tiny face of Dara playing on the carpet. Unknowingly, my mind began to glare far away. In Dara's smile, I saw Daniel smiling at me. The faces of the two were very similar, it was only natural that I would remember Daniel every time I looked at Dara.

Shortly after, the door was knocked from the outside. My heart started beating fast, could Daniel have come?

"Mr," call Aunt the waiter.

"Yes, Bi." I answered while opening the door.

"There are guests looking for Ms. Kirana," said Bibi, when the door was wide open.

"I .. yes, Bi," I replied a little nervously.

I lifted Dara's body and I took her out of the room. Aunt walked towards the kitchen, while I headed straight for the living room.

My heart thumped hard as I looked at the figure of Daniel sitting on the sofa. He floated a sweet smile as our eyes clashed against each other.

"Kirana, how are you?" daniel asked, without fading his smile.

"I'm good, he's good too." I answered while looking at Dara. I deliberately turned my eyes away, because this feeling was more and more awkward when staring at the chocolate bead.

"It's big now, sweet Dara. Here, son, hold Daddy, I've missed you so much, son." Daniel grabs Dara's body and takes her into a sling.

I sat on the sofa smiling bitterly. I still don't know how Daniel answered. Can I heal the wounds of the heart, if only he could not love my faith?

But slowly, my bitter taste began to fade. Dara's laughter sounded crisp as she joked with Daniel, and subconsciously, I smiled as well.

"Kirana," called Daniel, who then made my heart beat fast again.

"Hmm." I muttered while looking at him.

"As I said last night, today I will give my answer to you" Daniel said.

"Tell me what your decision is" I said quickly.

"I___" Daniel's words came to a standstill because the servant's aunt came to us.

"This is the coffee, please drink it still warm." Auntie put a cup of black coffee in front of Daniel.

"Thank you, Bi," said Daniel.

Aunt nodded and then walked away from us.

"Daniel, say what___"

I was stunned and stunned for quite a long time. Dara played Daniel's shirt button. The color was indeed striking, it was natural that he was interested. Now, the button was loose, and I saw clearly an object that Daniel had never worn.

Instantly, my heart and feelings were stirred up. My chest was tight, as if there was not the slightest cavity to breathe.

Oh my God, could it be Daniel?

"Kirana, what's wrong with you?" ask Daniel. Maybe he realized my suddenly changed expression.

"Kirana, hey, what's up?" Daniel's voice went up an octave, but it didn't make me open my voice. I still need time to get my heart set.

Seriate...