
I really couldn't sleep at all, the message this afternoon made me feel really depressed. Even just now I kept rolling left to right looking for a comfortable position. But still these eyes do not want to be closed.
Until the sound of knocking on the door made me surprised and immediately woke up.
I smiled when I saw who was knocking on my door and I immediately let Aunt Melati in.
"Auntie's not asleep yet? "
"Auntie just keeps thinking about you,"
"Have you decided on the answer? "
"Choor ...,"
I just came out because I was really confused by everything.
"Follow your heart, son. Aunty just doesn't want to force you to accept it or reject it. For your aunt happiness is the most important. Whatever your decision will be, aunt will be supportive,"
I was moved to hear the words of Aunt Melati who cared so much about my happiness. I feel grateful to be in this family. Even though I have no parents and can't feel his love anymore. However, God replaced with the affection of the figure of aunts and uncles are so extraordinary.
"You deserve to be happy baby, it's been two years you've been enough to open a new page. What new sheet is that you build another palace or a new sheet set the ideals that were delayed. Aunty will always be supportive, but you must remember! don't close your heart's door too tightly when someone asks for permission to enter."
I fell silent at the sound of the sentence that Aunt Melati said. Don't close the door of your heart too tightly when someone asks for permission to enter, I repeat Aunt Melati's words with a straight forward look where Aunt Melati has left after saying that.
I walked up to my window and opened it.
Srggs...
The night wind rushed straight in on my face. I lifted my head up and saw the moonlight so perfect.
Huhhhh..
I breathed out loud and deep. At least my heart was a little calmer looking at the moonlight.
"Mah Bi tomorrow is the day that I have to step in the direction where I lead her to happiness on the other end. If I choose my happiness is in my ideals whether you are happy with my decision. I'm not ready to open my heart again. May Mamah and Abi not be angry with any decision I take tomorrow."
My monologue was still staring at the moon as if to greet me with a smile of beauty. Then I closed my window when I felt better.
I put my body back on the bed and pulled the blanket. I hope tomorrow is much better.
The tension that gnaws at my heart I can't shake. It felt different to how I felt when Mas Vandu proposed to me. Maybe at that time mas Vandu already know and establish a relationship first. But this time it was a man I didn't know at all. I don't even know what his life is like and how he behaves. Of course it all scares me, what if He is a rude, temperamentous, full of emotion, and impatient man. Just imagining everything made me tremble in fear. Even cold sweat soaked my temples with my hands clutching the sides of my dress.
"Why, Son. You scared? "
Uncle Fahmi's question made me nod quickly. Uncle Fahmi stroked the top of my head behind a veil that matched the robe I was wearing. Uncle Fahmi smiled as if to reassure me that everything was fine.
The rubbing of uncle Fahmi's hand on the top of my head made me think of abi. Abi always does that when my heart is broken.
I just kept my head down, not daring to go up where there was already a narrow-eyed man sitting in front of me.
I turned my head when aunt Aisyah and aunt Melati held each of my hands making me smile thinly at the smiles of my two aunts as if saying that they accepted my decision.
I ventured to look up at the figure of the narrow-eyed man who had faithfully sat waiting for me to meet.
"Sorry sir Andrian, Lian or Chu I have to call you, either,"
I said hard, I was trying to control my nervousness. I'm not a girl anymore who has to stay down without daring to meet. I have to dare to express doubt in my heart because I don't want to someday regret my decision like I did before.
"Aren't you a boss, there are certainly plenty of women out there who are willing to be your wife. Why choose me, you know. I'm just a wasted disabled woman, aren't you ashamed to pick it up?"
"I've decided say ...,"
"Unfortunately I don't care about your status or disability. All I care about is my heart that has chosen you to be my master. Even you are only one defect but I have a thousand defects and that I have told you through the message at that time. If you refuse me, never make your shortcomings. If your reason is only one, a fear! "
I fell silent not expecting the man before me to dare to cut my words and what he said really struck my heart. Flat face with a sharp gaze does not talk much now this man speaks at length with his firmness. This man seemed to be able to read the fear that I had just hidden and why the unlucky man named Andrian could easily guess. Makes me wonder who this Andrian really is, from his aura alone makes me sure he's not just anyone. Moreover, his style of speech was so firm and uncomplicated to make me shrink.
I wrote the lyrics to my aunt and uncle who still look the same. Smiling supports my decision. My aunt and uncle didn't convince or persuade me. As if it was time for me to talk instead of them, because I decided where I was going.
"Don't we not know each other, why is it that your heart is so sure to choose me? "
"Maybe you don't know me but I know you. You are in Bandung! "
Degs...
I glared in disbelief at what Mr. Andrian said. So easy he said he knew me. Is he a spy or an agent! how could Mr. Andrian easily know me alone in Bandung.
I frowned as if remembering something that I had actually met him. But I don't remember her at all, even her face is so foreign to my memory.
"How, did you accept my proposal or say ..., "
Yes Rohma what should Laila say now. Laila was really scared, what else heard her words.
O Rohman, O Rohim, may what Laila decides be the best course of Thy, my inner cry shuts my eyes and I open them again.
I took a deep breath and threw it away slowly. I am confident in my decision and this is my decision.
"Ma .. sorry! emm .. sa .. I accept you,"
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