The Match is Not the Wrong Address

Happy News or the other way around?

A few hours had passed, Arjuna was still struggling with his mind and heart. He decided to leave the room, accidentally passing Ziya who wanted to go to the kitchen.

"Eh! Where are you going, brother?" ask Ziya. His sleepy eyes suddenly started to melt again.

"Find the wind" Arjuna replied briefly.

Ziya saw the wall clock still showing at 2 p.m. "He? Where do you want to find the wind at midnight? AC's dead?" ziya said again.

But not reply again, Arjuna waltzed into the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator and poured water and sipped it quickly. Ziya who had wanted to drink followed him.

After that, Arjuna did not go back to his room. He was sitting in a dining chair not far from the kitchen. Both of his arms support his chin.

"What are you thinking?" tanya Ziya watched from earlier.

"It's none of your business!" arjuna answered without looking.

'Well, that feeling was good. Now ketus again. Cake ABG labile aja, huuhh .. patience Ziya, patience. He saved mom. And yes, I had it wrong, but 'he was fine, ' he grumbled inwardly.

"Enorm ... Brother, if I may know the purpose of Brother to this city what? Sorry, I read your address at the ID card when paying bills" I bit Ziya on her lower lip.

Arjuna glanced at him sharply, making Ziya look down. I heard Arjuna's heavy breathing. His eyes shifted forward. "I'm looking for my girlfriend. He left, but I proposed to him. The information I got, he moved here. And yes, I've seen it," said Arjuna flatly and moved from his seat.

Ziya blinked his eyes repeatedly, "Astagfirullah, what kind of human model is that? It only speaks sometimes. Sometimes it's irritable, sometimes it's wide. Or maybe just be depressed again? Iih, Not clearly," he muttered and returned to the room.

At dawn, Ziya rushed to perform the dimusholla prayer in her house. Usually they and their families perform congregational prayers. But this time, he had to pray by himself.

Afterwards, Ziya took the Koran, read it solemnly'. Hearing the melodious chants of the holy verses, Arjuna woke up just closed a moment ago.

His heart trembled hearing it. Leads his foot to the source of the sound. He dyed, then his eyes caught the light that shimmered in a room not far from his room.

Arjuna folded his arms, then leaned in front of the door. Look and listen carefully. Until Ziya finished the tadarus, Arjuna was still riveted. Ziya then folded his face.

"Loh, Brother?" call Ziya.

At once Arjuna was aghast. She wiped the tears that came out in the corner of her eyes.

"You want to pray?" ask Ziya.

Arjuna shook his head, then turned to walk away. Ziya hurriedly prevented it. His hand ventured to touch Arjuna's arm. The man stopped his steps.

"Why crying? And why does Brother not pray? Even though the KTP is registered in Islam!" cecar Ziya's.

"I ... just crispy to hear you teach. And ... I remembered my late mother," replied Arjuna lowered his head.

"First, my mom used to teach me prayers, but God took them even when I was a kid. I feel like God is unfair to me." The clear circle fell back from the corner of his eye. She was always weak when she remembered the woman who had given birth to her.

Ziya understood, perhaps because of that Arjuna never prayed again. Ziya pulled him to sit on the sofa.

"Sister, this is wrong! The life and death of a person is predestined by God. Brother, now I ask. If you were asked to pick a flower on a large flower bed, which flower would you pick?" Ziya looked at him seriously.

"If you were told to choose among thousands of withered, rotten, nice, beautiful flowers, which would you choose?" ziya toilet again.

"Of course it's the best" replied Arjuna.

"This is how God took His servant. God will take the noblest man before Him. Never think that God is unfair. It is precisely that we are still breathing, keep improving ourselves. And one more. Don't let your mom down. He has taught me many things, why don't you practice them?" ziya's lecture which was even more mature looked his thinking. Their age is far away.

Arjuna pondered over every word of Ziya. The woman patted Arjuna on the shoulder, making him turn his head.

"Sister, the only thing our parents look forward to when they are gone is the prayer of their children."

Ziya's words were a crushing blow to him. His mind seemed open. He immediately took ablution and fulfilled his duty. Ziya smiled seeing her.

"No, you didn't wake up, Zi? Thankfully not bad luck!" rio's grouse passed through Ziya in a hurry.

"Beeeh, hands of ampere are on your doorstep" murmured Ziya.

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As the days change, Meysa gets closer to Ziya and her family. Their presence was quite comforting to Meysa. While Arjuna, still busy looking for the whereabouts of Meysa who never met.

One week after she stayed at Ziya's house, Arjuna was forced to go home. Because the father kept calling him. Although still heavy, but he did not want to disappoint his father. His single parents. Since his mother died, Papa Andreas has no interest in remarrying.

Arjuna gets back on the bus, as he will return to Yogya to find half his soul.

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Exactly a month later, Ziya and her family were shocked by the news Reza delivered while they were having dinner.

"What?! Not wrong with this? Brother wants to get married? Who would want to be the same person who is stiff, cold, never smiles brother cake? Geez, it seems like the girl's eyes are troubled" Ziya said as she ate her dinner.

"Hust! Don't carelessly talk to Ziya," refuted Mother who had improved her condition.

Ziya downed the drink then put it down a little rough, still carried away by the surprised atmosphere.

"The most beautiful book of all time is second to none except Ziya, Reza's sister will never know any woman to us. You suddenly want to get married?" Ziya still could not believe it.

"That's called ta'aruf, Dek. Yeah nice dong, marry without courtship. Dating after marriage is great. I'll also like that later," Serobot Rio raised his eyebrows.

"Yesampun, Brother. We also want to know dong before becoming keluraga. How it is, seedlings bebet and its weight. I don't want ya if the brothers all get a woman carelessly. He really should love his sister! Singles for more than 30 years can not really women. Loss dong! One more thing, other than what I mentioned earlier, the main thing is that he should love both mother and me, too" Ziya's irrepressible cerocos.

While Reza still casually enjoy dinner ignoring his sister's nagging.

"Mother is sure, your sister will not choose wrongly, Zi. Believe me," Mother replied calmly.

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