The Perfect Love

The Perfect Love

It's sunny tonight. The sky is so beautiful because it is filled with stars. Inversely proportional to the atmosphere of Prasetyo's heart at this time. His head was completely dizzy when he remembered the incident earlier this afternoon.

"This match cannot continue" his mother said, leaving you and his parents shocked. How not at that time you contact them that he proposed a man. How happy they are. At least you finally have someone who will be responsible for him and also the priest who will guide him later.

"Mother double?" Your father said in a questioning tone.

"Don't mess around Our mother from afar came here not to be celebrated like this," said Mother Andari who seemed to be getting angry, but trying to reduce her anger.

"I'm not kidding, I'm serious."

"Mom, aren't we in agreement...." Prasetyo's father could not finish his words because his wife quickly cut him off.

"Mother changed her mind, sir."

"Why?"

"We don't know you very well."

"But according to your father his son is good."

"Don't be fooled by her outward appearance sir."

"What do you mean by mother saying that? Our son is not such a good boy." Your mother said with a tone of voice starting to rise. He began to be unable to contain his anger. He really doesn't accept you being said that way.

"Well, I get it now."

"You hear me, we came from far away not to be insulted like this" Your father chimed in with a voice not inferior to his wife.

***

Prasetyo was startled as someone held onto his shoulder and squeezed it slowly.

"You're the patient yo le" his father said to make him turn away. His father went into his room without him noticing.

"But why sir, I have to believe Ayu's words. Not everyone is the same as Mas Hendar. I've known you long enough. Your behavior outside the cottage is still awake."

"Mother knows that. You talked to your mother, but your mother stuck with her stance."

Unlike his mother, for his father, the case of Mas Hendar is a learning in the future to be more careful in choosing a life partner. But his father did not act like his mother. Always be suspicious of someone who is not well known for no apparent reason.

***

Parangtritis beach tomorrow.

You sit on the sand. Next to him sat Prasetyo. His face looked tangled, while not far in front of them seemed to be crashing waves and the sun was starting to lean west. The waves of Parangtritis beach today are not too high. Some teenagers seem to be engrossed in playing RTV cars on the beach, racing who gets to the end of the coastline faster. Some andong full of local and foreign tourists also appear to pass not far in front of them. There were also some children of SD age playing by the beach while being watched by some adults who appeared to be the parents of some of the children.

"I understand that after what I told you about my mother, I let you down. My mother shouldn't have behaved that way."

Prasetyo had just told about Ayu's conversation with her mother a few days ago and about the figure of Mas Hendar to Andari, which eventually affected her mother and led to the cancellation of their marriage.

"Andi!" a man about thirty years old shouted, then pulled a boy about ten years old, who was too engrossed in water play by the beach. At first glance it seems like the child almost broke the safe limit set by the SAR team. In Parangtritis Beach there is indeed a warning board that is tracked on the beach about the safe limits of playing by the beach.

The man, who was likely the father of the child, sent the child home. The boy did not seem to be sent home by his father. It seems the boy still wants to play by the beach. While the father of the child then dragged his son from the beach. The boy's face seemed to be bent now.

"I just don't think, why Ayu to slander me to the extent, what my fault actually."

You begin to cross out the pattern of indeterminate rudu on the sand of the beach by using a straw of tea bottles Sosoronya. Earlier this morning in a taxi he drove his parents to Adisucipto airport. His parents returned to Pontianak with wounded pride. His mother before entering the airport to check in, advised him to be careful and meticulous in finding a life partner so that this non-wearing incident does not need to be repeated.

"Because from SMU until now Ayu still loves me. I have absolutely no love for him. He still expects me to accept his love and will always be jealous if I'm close to another woman."

Prasetyo then told Andari, when he was close to a girl named Yundari SMU. Yundari is his underclassman. However, his relationship with Yundari did not go smoothly because of Ayu.

Ayu always terrorizes Yundari. From locking it in the school warehouse to putting Yundari on facebook. Yundari then complained to me about this. He also ended his love affair with me. Yundari then chose to move to Jambi. It just so happened that Yundari's father was from there. I then lost contact with Yundari because it looks like he changed his facebook account and email. His cell phone number could not be reached either.

***

One year later after a week before Andari and Prasetyo graduated in the JEC building, Andari then packed to return to Pontianak. He actually wanted to stay another year in the boarding house but his parents did not allow him. For his parents, education for five years in the boarding school can be said to be enough.

"Don't forget anything that has been taught in the boarding school," was the advice of Nyai when you meet him at his house to leave before he went to the airport.

"And greetings to your parents in Pontianak" continued Ms Nyai again

You then ask to be transferred to Adisucipto airport. Luckily Indri because his parents allowed him to stay in the boarding house for another year.

Upon arrival at the airport mobile phone Youari issued a dial tone. He then looked at his phone screen. The name Prasetyo is there. He then answered the call. Andari later said he was already at the airport. A few minutes later as he was about to enter the airport to check in, he saw the figure of Prasetyo running towards him.

"If God determines that we are partners we will definitely meet again at any time but if not, I pray Mas can mate better than me." Those were the last words from Andari before finally getting inside the airport to return to Pontianak."

***

"Just like Yundari, I also lost contact with Andari. Her mobile number could not be reached. Same with email and Facebook. You seem to be changing your email address and facebook."

"I then had the desire to go to Pontianak to find you. I then expressed my wish to my parents. As I suspected, my mother strongly opposed my wishes. We quarreled. My mother suddenly fainted. My mother was rushed to the hospital but her life was not helped. The brainwash on my mother's head broke. My mother does have a history of high blood and that's what caused my mother's death." Prasetyo. Her eyes looked teary now."

"Mas," Riska unconsciously squeezed the five fingers of Prasetyo's hand to calm her future husband. He is really worried now with Prasetyo.

"Sorry," Riska took off her clutches on Prasetyo's finger.

"When you get to Pontianak, go to this address." You handed me a piece

the paper contained a home address for me. I started packing because tomorrow I was going to Pontianak on the first flight."

"First time studying at UGM I had a close friend named Ali Mutahar. It is native to Pontianak. Later when you arrive in Pontianak father will contact him."

"Le, just one father message, love must be fought for but if later not a mate do not be forced because later it will torture yourself. It's better to open your heart to receive another love" continued my father again before finally leaving me alone in the room.

"On arrival in Pontianak I went to the home address given by the father. For a while I stayed at my friend's house."

"I accidentally found an invitation thrown into a garbage can as I swept the yard of Mr. Ali's house. I took the invitation. Inside the invitation contains a photo of you sitting in a chair. Next to you stood a man. They wear a Muslim wedding dress with a Malay pattern.

"It seems you are shocked to see the invitation" said Mr. Ali.

"Because this girl's the reason I went to Pontianak sir."

Mr. Ali breathed his breath out

"That girl is not your soul mate. Their wedding reception was held a week ago. The groom's name is Fahri. His father was a friend of SMU's time."

'After that I tried to forget you and as my father said I had to open my heart to others because it turns out you are not my soul mate."

"After a week at Mr. Ali's house, I decided to live independently. I decided to buy a simple house on Alianyang street. I also decided to open a new branch of my restaurant in Pontianak. My restaurant in Jogja is held by my father."

"And then I met you finally. God willing you are the best soul mate God has prepared for me."

"God willing, I am also the best mate God has prepared for me."

They smile. Riska then remembered her first meeting with Prasetyo. He sometimes after work decided to have dinner at a restaurant owned by Prasetyo . The office of the construction company where he worked as a staff sdmistrasi is not far from the restaurant owned by Prasetyo. Less than a hundred meters. At first he got a recommendation from office friends who had eaten at this restaurant that the food menu in this restaurant is quite delicious. Riska then tried to eat at this restaurant. He was a little disappointed because this restaurant did not include noodles as a menu list. He is a true noodle lover. But according to him the Balinese chicken rice in this restaurant is quite delicious. Similarly, the rice crab sauce Padang so the second favorite menu. Because both menus are still faithful to visit this restaurant.

"You are the one who protested to the waiter why this restaurant did not include noodles as a menu list" Prasetyo said and it was his first meeting with Prasetyo. Prasetyo's words embarrassed him. He did have a protest to the waiter of the restaurant at that time about noodles that were not included in the restaurant menu list. That time may be the influence of he is coming months and how piled up work in the office. Making him stress and protest sentences that only want to be spoken in the heart even just come out of his mouth without being prevented.

"You wait for a moment here," Riska frowned. Prasetyo entered the kitchen of the restaurant. A few minutes later the man came out with a tray. On top of the tray there is a mee and ice shingle typical of Malaysian bandung.

"May you like. It's me who made it."

"But I didn't order this menu."

"Try it first, if it's not good don't eat it."

He then tasted mee and ice shingle typical of Malaysia made by Prasetyo.

"Enak," He said and indeed the mee and ice shingle of the typical Malaysian bandung made by Prasetyo is exactly the same as he ate when he visited Kuala Lumpur a few years ago for a vacation.

"It used to be sure to major in Grooming right after college so it can cook as well as this."

Prasetyo smile.

"I used to study Economics."

"Seriously."

"I'm serious."

"I didn't expect the Economy kid to cook this well."

"The cook can be said to be an art. If you are diligent in practicing God willing anyone can cook."

He then often visited the restaurant managed by Prasetyo and Prasetyo always gave a surprise to him in the form of processed noodles. Another time Prasetyo made a typical Palembang celor noodles for himself and another time Prasetyo once made spicy ramen noodles for him.

A strange feeling then appeared within him. Taste that sometimes makes a person difficult to sleep and also lost appetite for food. Grateful he did not experience both because he was still able to control the feeling. It's just that his heart is always beating out of control if it is adjacent to Prasetyo.

He did not expect Prasetyo to have the same taste as him. But his guess was missed when one day Prasetyo again made spicy ramen noodles for him. At the base of the noodles is composed the sentence will you marry me with a piece of dried seaweed. He believes it takes hard work for Prasetyo to compose and make the sentence. He also without hesitation said 'yes' to Prasetyo's request.

***

Riska and Prasetyo were married a week later in the RRI building of Pontianak. Both look harmonious with Muslim wedding dress with white Dayak pattern with purple les.

"May you be a sadinah, mawwadah, and warromah family, " said Fahri when shaking hands with Prasetyo on the lap. He approached Prasetyo and whispered something to Prasetyo.

"And thank you for taking good care of my wife" Prasetyo smiled as well as Riska and you who heard Fahri's whispers. It seems that you have told Fahri everything about Prasetyo. Arini herself was unable to attend the Riska and Prasetyo wedding reception. He has often complained lately about his waist which always hurts if you stand or sit a lot. After all, the doctor said he had to rest a lot and should not be too tired for the safety of the child in it.

NOTES

Sampeyan: You. In the Javanese language mention you there are three levels of kowe is a rough level or ngoko. Sampeyan level half rough or ngoko alus and the last Panjenengan the most refined level or crowbar. kowe is usually used by children or teenagers to call their neighbors or older people to the younger ones. Sampeyan is usually used by older people to call each other. Panjenengan is usually used to call to elders or older people such as to grandparents.

Tracked: Plugged.

Dilter: Diomel.

Mee bandung: Mee read noodles as well as bandung meaning mixed or couple in Malay. Mee bandung looks like noodles doused in rendang sauce. This noodle is rich in spices.

Ice cream syrup: This drink is in the form of rose syrup mixed with milk.Sometimes mixed with soda water and one ice scoop send vanilla as its topping.