The Bridesmaid

The Bridesmaid
Part 1 (Isaac and Wulan Story)



A man drives his car on the highway at moderate speed. Occasionally his eyes glanced at the window, looking at the surrounding vehicles. This is Isaac, the proa who just graduated today. Even the batik uniform was still attached to his body.


Isaac braked his car suddenly, when a child in a high school uniform crossed without paying attention to the street. Fortunately, he quickly stopped his car, if it was not confirmed the child entered the Hospital.


Isaac got out of his car when he saw the boy standing there in shock.


"Sir, are you okay?" Ask worried.


"I.iya Mas's. Ma.sorry. I didn't look around" the boy regretted.


"Yes. What matters is that you are okay. Next time be careful" he advised. The boy nodded.


"Why do you look so rushed?" Isaac asked again.


"I want to get to Mas' house soon. Want to meet Grandma soon to give my first salary" explained the boy honestly.


Isaac was shocked. "First salary?!"


"Yes!"


"Aren't you in school?" Isaac was really curious.


"Kok Mas school. I work part time. But today I was allowed to go home first with my boss" the boy explained.


Isaac nodded in understanding. "Whose name are you?"


"Ilham Mas"


"What if I take you home? let's get there fast. I'm curious about you, at this age of you who can act more mature. Many teenagers choose to spend their time having fun"


Inspiration fell silent thinking about the offer. He looked at Isaac in doubt, making sure that the man before him was not a bad man.


"Good Mas. It doesn't bother you"


"Absolutely not. If so we go now, so we can get there quickly" asked Isaac. The two then entered Isaac's car.


"Have you been working part-time?" and Isaac asked when they were on their way.


"It's been a month. If my brother is already three months old, it's just that our workplace is different"


Isaac turned for a moment towards Ilham. "You have a brother too?"


Isaac's car went according to Ilham's instructions. After a few minutes, they finally arrived.


"You were here on foot? aren't you tired?"


"Yes Mas. Not tired really, it's used to it" Again Isaac felt insinuated to hear the words of Inspiration. The boy was able to walk this far, while Isaac, as close as he could, would carry his vehicle.


"Let's go in Mas. The same grandmother, Sister Wulan must have gone home" Invited Ilham.


Isaac said that he followed the steps of Inspiration into a simple house, but Isaac knew that it was full of warmth.


"Assalaamu'alaikum Grandma!"


"Wa'alaikumussalaam" came the answer from inside.


"Let's go in Mas! The same grandmother as Kak Wulan must be in the kitchen" Isaac also complied, following the child's steps.


"Eh, who are you Ham?" ask Wulan who just came out from inside her room. The girl seemed to have just taken a shower, as evidenced by her hair that still looked wet.


"It's Mas....." Inspiration looks confused. Isaac had not spoken to him since he had introduced his name.


"Shak! My name is Isaac" Isaac said.


"Eh, yes Brother. This is Isaac's"


Wulan watched Isaac's appearance for a moment. He thought for a moment, Where does his brother know Isaac? He feared Isaac was a bad man.


"Calm Mom, I'm not a bad person. I was just saying Ilham came home, because he seemed to rush his way. That's it!" clearly Isaac. Wulan looked at Ilham for an answer as to whether Isaac's words were true or not.


"Yes Brother. Right exactly. If this Mas is not a good person, Ilham will not come here"


Wulan did not say anything, the girl left the two behind. Wulan was not disrespectful, it was just that she had a trauma with a rich person. With one look it is certain Isaac came from the upper class.


"Are you like the other guy?" ask Isaac.


"No. It's just that, Brother Wulan is like that because of something that I can't explain to Mas" replied Ilham while staring at Wulan's back with a wistful tone. And all of that was caught by Isaac's vision, but he felt he had no right to ask any more despite being curious.


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