The Matchmaker Competition

CHAPTER 81

Dira tried to close his eyes. But he seems to be very hard to do. His heart was agitated, sitting for a while in bed. Occasionally shuffle her hair.

His eyes glanced at the Little pony doll that was the size of a pillow. As if finding a interlocutor, Dira stared at her graduation gift doll from Arjuna.

"Poni, why am I like this, huh?"

"You know, bangs. I've tried to accept Rian, learn to love him, I've also tried to forget Juna's sister even though it's very difficult. But why am I like a debt collector victim who's after to pay off his debt."

"Yes, maybe because I'm still living around here, yeah. Where every corner, every place there will be memories of me with brother Juna and also Rian. Even more with sister Juna than Rian. But I want to live quietly.

Do I have to accept Han's opa request to stay with him. There may be no memories that remind me of them."

Dira put his little pony doll on the nightstand. Foot down to the floor to walk towards the front porch. At least sitting in the gazebo can make his heart calm. Looks like the atmosphere of the house has begun to quiet, Dira guesses that people are already on break. His eyes glanced at the wall clock, still at half-nine but it already felt like midnight.

The footsteps stopped looking at the pair of human children who were laughing cheerfully. Dira turned his body around but a voice greeted him.

"Sister,"

Dira looked towards the owner of the voice. Smile despite being forced.

"Sister, I'm sleepy. Brother accompany sister Juna for a moment. He's gonna go home soon."

Dira rounded his eyes. At this hour a guest was still in his house. What the neighbors said. Dira is getting upset because Vira just stayed. He was forced to walk towards his sister's guests.

"It's night, brother. Better get home."

"Ra," Dira felt that someone was holding her hand.

Again he tried to shake everything. His heart was racing as the hand landed on his arm.

Oh God please!

"I want to talk for a second." the baritone's voice was already close. Dira turned around it turned out that Juna's body was already 2 centi away from his view. Dira swallowed his saliva, the heartbeat felt faster.

Suddenly Dira releases Juna's hand and moves away from the man's body. His feelings are getting worse, he remembers everything. About Juna who has crushed hope in fertilizer since childhood. About Juna that he won't be able to get. All of that kept rolling in his brain memory.

"Ra, I just want to talk to you for a second. Before I have to accept the figure that my parents' relatives will match. I just wanted to see if what I felt was the same. Am I the only one who still loves you? or maybe the other way around.

You know, Ra. I already know everything. I already knew that it wasn't Delia who gave me the signal of love, but you, Dira. Sorry I realized it too late. I'm sorry that I've been responding to what's going on between us for so long."

Dira is still silent. He chose to just lower his head. No longer want much hope with Arjuna, the man he loved since childhood. Dira walked away from Arjuna.

"Ra, I love you. I'm serious about you. I want to realize your old goal of being my wife."

Dira turned to look at Juna lazily. It was as if he was tired of those words. Juna told him that the man would be betrothed to his relatives, and now says love to him.

"Not her sister Juna said she would be paired with family choices. Why you even say love me, please yes brother Arjuna Bramantyo, I am not making a runaway. My sister used to approach me because Delia went missing without any news. All runyam because of Juna's sister, people are hostile to me, Rian broke off the relationship, it's all because of who? because brother! So please don't bring any more feelings."

No Dira, you're lying! your eyes don't say that. Don't cover your feelings. I know you love me. Inner Juna.

Dira walked towards the door of his house. A few moments turned back towards Juna.

"From now on don't bother me anymore. Brother continue life, so do I. I have received an arranged marriage from my grandfather and my brother also received a candidate from my brother Juna. That illustrates that we cannot be together. That already illustrates that my brother and I will not be able to unite. So now I ask Brother Juna to come home. Sisters must be worried if their children have not come home especially at this time should not be able to receive guests anymore."

"Well, if that's what you want! I'll accept a candidate from my family. May you and your grandfather's choice be happy. I'm sorry if all this time I hurt your feelings. I'm sorry if I've never been so sensitive to this feeling.

Assalamualaikum."

Juna sat in his car. Wreaking everything in his mind. Occasionally bends his forehead on the steering wheel of the car. It was difficult to see Dira's attitude that was still ketus. If time could turn, it would be like to change things, no feelings for Delia, no matchmaking with Delia.

Little Juna: Dira do you have goals?

Little Juna: What are your goals, being a doctor, an engineer, or being president?

Little Dira: I want to be Juna's wife.

Little Juna: Why should I?

Little Dira: The name is also an ideal, Kak Juna is always there for me, different from kak Feri. That brother is my hero.

Little Juna: Oh, yes, I promise you there will always be for Dira.

Little Dira: (His face sparkles) promise?

Little Juna: (his hand is linking at the pinky of Dira) promise.

Dira and Juna: always together and any circumstances.

Juna remembers their childhood. At that time, he promised to be there for Dira. Where when Dira came to his school pension in a pale state, he felt very worried about the girl. But at that time his sensitivity was still blunt. He felt that it was his attention based on his little promise.

And now I realize it's not a promise but love.

Dira sat on the wall of his room door. Realizing speech is not in harmony with his heart. But he had to be firm, let alone already accept Han's opa request. He did not want to get drawn into his feelings for Juna. Who knows his Opa choice man better than Arjuna.

Juna has arrived at Jamal's house. His face looked as crumpled as before on the iron. It looks like Jamal is not home, Juna was sitting on the front porch of Jamal's house. His hands danced over the flat screen. Breathing as if showing his decision felt heavy. But how else, the girl had already rejected him.

"Assynolt, ma"

"Waalaikumsalam, son. You've been contracted?"

"Already, ma. Juna is home."

"Yaudah, you rest it's night."

"Ma, uh,"

"Yes, son."

"June... Jun .."

"What's up, kid? looks like your mom's son is upset."

"Ma, Juna wants to accept Mr. Burhan's offer to be betrothed to his grandson."

"You sure? what about Dira? think with a cool head, son."

"Already, ma. Dira's settled with his choice.I can't understand if he doesn't want to."

"Jaudah, you pray istikharah, or maybe you try tahajud. Who knows, it could calm your heart."

"Yes, mom."

"Assalamualaikum, Juna."

"Maalaikumsalam, ma."

Juna ended his communication with his mother. He calmed down a little after being given a solution by his mother.

It may be true, said Mama, everything when the heart is hot will not be good in the end.