The Marriage Order

Between Idealism and Reality

The night is getting late. The car that Baruna was driving just stopped in my yard. I step foot out of the car. Brother Baruna walked up to me from behind.

"Wouldn't you stop by?" my many.

"Yes for a second. You smile don't be sad anymore. Later the house people worry," he said as he smiled a small smile in front of me.

I too got carried away with the feeling and smiled. My heart has improved a lot.

I glanced at the phone in my grasp, a notification of two missed calls from Fandy drew my gaze. Maybe I'll block the number later so he can't call me.

Reza opened the living room door. He was so surprised to see me both with Brother Baruna.

"Can we be together?" tanyakanya.

"I didn't meet Za on purpose" replied Kak Baruna.

"Hei Bar ... How are you? Isn't it still in Japan?" Reza welcomed her best friend and hugged her.

"Well, how are you? Just until this afternoon continue to meet first in the cafe. Keep on accidentally meeting Sheryl."

Reza turned to me, "Go to the cafe who are you, Dek?"

"You know it. You two talk. I'm going to go to the room." I say goodbye and leave them.

"Live a break. Don't stay up!" brother Reza's orders.

"Yes ka. It's already yes." I hurried to leave them.

I had just finished taking a shower when my phone suddenly rang. Fandy's name was on his screen. Then I answered the call.

"What else is it?"

"Are you serious about what you said?"

"You think?"

"Do you still love me?"

"What does my love mean in comparison to all the dreams you have?" I started to get emotional. Tears began to pour down on both cheeks.

"I thought you would support all my ideals. Turns out I was wrong. You don't support him at all."

"I'm sorry, this is my support. I don't want to be with you anymore. I think we're going to get into a more serious relationship in the near future but it turns out that I've also misjudged you. There is no me on your agenda. Ah ... Forget it!"

"Sheryl, understand that you are also on my agenda. Please be patient. We're definitely getting married. Do not make age a benchmark of your life to get married. When I'm all set, I'll marry you. Be patient."

"I've been patient all this time, Fan. Maybe you can't feel. I'm a woman who needs certainty."

"What do you want? Do I have to propose to you to convince you?!" Fandy's voice sounded with high intonation.

"Do I have to repeat my words again?!" My voice is rising. Only emotion remains and it will definitely make us fight again.

"That's tomorrow I'll call you again when our heads are both cold and can think healthy."

Fandy disconnected his phone unilaterally. I took a long breath. Still want to put it on.

Can't all men pick up on the signals that women give when they're angry? I just want an answer 'let's get married', that's all. Is it that hard?

Not long after the phone call came back. This time Baruna called. I wiped my tears and answered her phone.

"Not Brother." I replied with a hoarse voice.

"You still crying?"

"No Brother. What's the phone?"

"I'm going home. I had a conversation with Reza and your papa. Do not be sad for long. As I said earlier, if you need a shoulder to lean on I'm ready to be next to you."

"Thank you, brother. Tonight, my brother has been very kind to me. I don't know how to pay it back."

"Hmm ... What is it? It just so happens that there is a movie I want to see. You must accompany me, yes" he asked.

"Ehm .. may."

"Sip. I'll take you home tomorrow."

"Yes Brother."

I hung up the phone, silent.

Maybe watching will cheer me back up.

Four years ago I found out that I was betrothed to Kak Baruna. Brother Baruna's father whom I call Om Anton is papa's best friend and business friend. They plan this matchmaking in the hope that their company can unite and add intimacy between families.

It's not that I don't like Baruna. He is the type of man that many women crave. His face was handsome, his body was dashing and athletic. The fight is good and polite. His job is well established. A class of directors of a company that has gone worldwide, surely many women who want to approach him.

Surprisingly when she found out she was betrothed to me she didn't refuse. He just followed what his parents said. But I can't be like that. I have no heart for him. I love my lover. He knows it and is good to me. I can't be too confident, maybe he's like that because I'm his best friend's sister.

I lay my body on the bed. Tiredness enveloped my body. The fragrant fragrance of the firefly that comes from scented candles in the room accompanies a quiet night. I still remember the words Fandy then began to cry again until finally unconscious and asleep.

Morning ....

The night did not seem to pass so quickly. The sound of the phone alarm woke me up. I saw the clock showing at seven less fifteen minutes. I gasped in shock, my eyes opened with a single eye shock. I noticed my delay this morning. Soon I took a towel and took a quick shower.

Swollen eyes adorned my face so that it made my mood disappear when reflecting. Reza's voice rang out calling me from behind the door.

"Dec chipset! You want to be with Brother no? Brother and Papa are late for a meeting."

"Yes, Brother, go first. I can go alone" I said.

We always go together. Brother Reza, me, and Papa. Papa's company is not far from my office. Reza works at Papa's company. Little is still learning the business and helping Papa in his company.

I styled my hair and grabbed a brown bag hanging from a bag hanger, rushed out of the room in a hurry to get to the dining room to meet the mother who was already there.

"Sher, breakfast first," Mama called me.

"Sorry Ma, I'm late" I said as I grabbed a glass of warm white milk and drank it.

"Yes already, this is mama make provisions. It will be eaten in the office. Oh, there's Fandy's son waiting for you on the porch."

"What is he doing, Ma?"

"Yes, pick you up. Kasian he's been waiting a long time."

"Yes Ma, I'm leaving ya." I hugged Mama and kissed both her cheeks and parted.

What'd he want to come home for? Our relationship just broke up last night. I'm not ready to see Fandy again. How'this? Avoiding it also feels free. So no matter what happens I have to face it.