Taint

Message From Foreign Number

Highlight the car lights moved away and left the yard of Ms Fatimah's house. Me and him standing at the doorstep letting go, Brother Darren. The ring box I still hold tightly in my grasp, there is a sense of haru that burst into khalbu. I never imagined that anyone would love me and accept my disgrace.

"Mother is so happy today, you finally received Darren's proposal. Mother always wishes you all the best, Kirana, may this marriage be a wonderful beginning for you." Fatimah's mom grabbed me and rubbed my arm.

"Amin, I hope so too, Mother. I'm gonna learn to love Darren and forget all the memories that have gone by. Thank you, Mother," I replied.

"No need to thank, Mother is just trying to help you. Darren has long harbored feelings for you, while you also need a male figure to be a companion to life." Ms. Fatimah invited me in and sat on the living room sofa.

"Mother has been a long time, yes, knowing about her feelings Darren?" my question, curious.

"No." Fatimah's mother shook her head. "It's only been some time and that's also because someone told Mommy" he continued.

"Someone, who, Mother?" my question is, the more curious.

"You remember, when Mother told you to deliver cosmetics to Aunt Nia's place?" Fatimah asked back.

"Yes, remember." I answered while nodding.

"Say, you're a little bit of a fuss with Darren. Well, from there Aunt Nia knows that the woman Darren loves is you. Aunt Nia talks to Mother, and she also invites Mother to your soul mate. Mother thought, there is no harm in trying. Darren is a good man, according to Mother he is quite suitable to be your partner," replied Ms Fatimah who then made me flabbergasted.

I think back to that time, when Aunt Nia called someone and talked about cooperation. As it turned out, the cooperation in question was only an arranged marriage, not an evil plan like I thought. Oh no, for days I consumed coconut water, and it turned out to be useless. I silently looked down and smiled to myself.

"It's ridiculous" I said in my heart.

"Kirana, immediately tell Mbak Ambar yes, he must be waiting for your decision," said Bu Fatimah.

"Yes, Mother, I'll call Mom tonight." I answered while nodding.

"That's great. Yes, just call now, the night hunt," said Ms. Fatimah.

"Yes, Mother." I move while smiling. "Then I go to the room first. Good night, Mother, good rest," I said.

"Good night, Kirana."

I stepped towards the room, leaving behind Ms. Fatimah who was still sitting in the living room.

I went in and kissed Dara's sleeping forehead. Then I sat down on the couch and grabbed the phone I put on the table. Then I called Mom's number.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Kirana," said Mother, when the phone connection was connected.

"This just came into the room, what's wrong?" Mother's voice implies worry, it's not usually I call at night.

"There's good news, ma'am" I replied.

"Good news, what?"

"Mother's niece turned out to be Brother Darren. That's you know, Mom, the guy who used to be at the same college as me, who had contracted near our house. You remember, right?" I asked back.

"Yes, remember. Then ... Have you made your decision?"

"Already, Mom. I received his proposal. He said that in the near future he will bring his parents to see Mom. He also said, as soon as possible will justify me," I told Mother.

"Thank God, O God. Kirana, I'm so happy to hear this news, son. May your choice be the first step to your future. I'm very appreciative of your decision, son," said Mother. From his voice, it was clear that he was deeply moved, and it made me smile.

"Amin, I hope so too, ma'am," I said with a thumping heart.

"Let me again if you want to come, so that I can welcome them with a little banquet."

"Yes, Mom, I'll call you back. Yeah, well, now I'm taking a break, yeah, I'm hanging up the phone" I said.

"Yes, you're also quick to take a break, son," said Mother.

"Yes, Mom. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Getishalight."

I took a deep breath, after ending the phone call. It felt so good to hear Mom approve of my decision. Then, I put my phone back on the table. I moved and wanted to rest. However, I just stepped foot, suddenly my phone rang.

I turned around and checked the message I just received. I frowned, because the sender number was not listed in my contact list.

"Who is this," I murmured, slowly.

So, I opened the message and I read it word for word on the phone screen. Suddenly my heart was beating fast, and it felt like my body was also in the heat.

Seriate...