Three Years Different

Section 13

Bakda magrib Umma Sarah asked him to come to the office. She was so grateful that her eyes were back to normal, not so hard this morning. Because of the obstruction, Mardiyah had reached the office before Umma Sarah came. He chose to sit, in front of waiting for him while looking at the dormitory.

This afternoon, it was cold. Though it was not raining, but the winds blew against the big tree behind the dormitory.

"Lo's? Why?"

A voice from someone he knew. Lutfan. What is he doing here? He thought that by noon Lutfan had returned to the city.

"I'm waiting for Umma."

"Gue open the door. Wait inside" said Lutfan.

Mardiyah. "I'll wait outside."

"Gue's just gonna grab a laptop, really." Lutfan has opened the door. "After that you can enter. Wait for Umma in aja. He's been a long time about it."

"Yes." Yeah."

That short? inner Lutfan. After that he quickly went in to take the laptop, and came back out, looked at Mardiyah and said, "Sook."

"Yes." Yeah."

When Lutfan turned around. Mardiyah said, "Lutfan ..."

"What?"

"Thank you, Lutfan. Sorry to bother you."

Lutfan's forehead shrivels. Thanks for which one? On the way back to the orphanage or on the food given by Inayah earlier?

"Yes, equally. I'm back," said Lutfan.

Mardiyah. About fifteen minutes of waiting suddenly Umm Sarah came with a big smile she said hello. "Son, sorry for long, huh? It was from earlier, huh?"

"It's not too long, Umma."

Umma Sarah took a seat beside Mardiyah.

"Mar ..."

"Yes, Umma?"

"You sick, son?"

Mardiyah. "No, Umma. Mardiyah is fine."

"Capek, do you work all night?" The head of Mardiyah was covered in a veil. "You want Umma to do something?"

Mardiyah. "No, Umma. It'll be a hassle."

"You look tired" said Umma Sarah.

Mardiyah lowered her head and was silent for a moment. "Mardiyah resigned from the job, Umma."

"Why, son?"

"Udah doesn't fit, Umma. Too far too. Continues ... tomorrow Mardiyah wants to go to the office nemuin Mrs Harsa flower shop owner," explained Mardiyah.

Umma Sarah was silent for a moment. "Is there a problem, son?"

"No, Umma. There's no problem."

Both are equally silent. Umm Sarah suddenly pulled him in an embrace in the pats of his back. Until netra Mardiyah closed feeling comfort.

"Nrank ..."

"Yes?"

"Please find a man who deserves to marry Mardiyah, Umma."

A hug slipped out, Umm Sarah looked at him. "You ... want to get married?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Umma Sarah smiled faintly. "You really want Umma to choose a man?"

Mardiyah nodded.

"Actually ... Umma has chosen. But ..."

"But what, Umma?"

Umma Sarah looked closely at Mardiyah. "Are you willing to wait another year?"

Too long. But, what can I do? All the things Umma chose were the best, inner Mardiyah nodded. "God willing, Umma."

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It was his intention to enter the office of Umma. Because he wanted to take his laptop charger that was left behind. The conversation of the two women sounded very serious, Lutfan also accidentally sculpted.

"Please find a man who deserves to marry Mardiyah, Umma."

Yes, the age of Mardiyah does want to get married soon. Maybe waiting too long. Is there anyone who bothers Mardiyah? Lutfan makes sure this is related to the man who picked up Mardiyah at the Lazuardi hotel. Apparently, not the driver.

"Actually ... Umma has chosen. But ..."

Who will the Ummanya call? Will Umma clearly mention her name? Lutfan. Not likely. He was only eighteen years old, there was no way that fast Umma told him.

"Kamu bersedia menunggu satu tahun lagi?"

Is correct. Umma won't say his name. What answer would Mardiyah give?

"God willing, Umma."

It's destiny.

Thats enough. Lutfan turned around leaving the office. Then just take the charger, now he is confused where to go? More likely, he headed for the dining room with the men.

"Lho, I'm Lutfan!" sapa Abian is one of the orphanage children who is the same age as Inayah.

Lutfan waved his hand. "Try this, Bian."

"What, Mas?"

"Temenin Mas is here."

Abian took a seat beside Lutfan with both looked up at the starry night sky. Is beautiful. Rarely in the city could he see the stars.

"Mas, why?"

Lutfan laughed lightly. "If."

"Later if I was big, because this is also not like Mas?"

Lutfan looked up, looking at Abian. "depends."

"Depends on what, Mom?"

"Depends on your life, Bian."

Abian nodded. "Emang .. What is it that Mas is upset about? Schoolwork?"

I want Lutfan to be angry. If so, maybe yes. The schoolwork was so upset that it was almost crying. If now? Not likely. Real life wants to make her cry.

"Secret" said Lutfan.

"Oohs. I guess, Mas ..." Abian stared. "Obviously because of that, huh? What ... women?"

"Who said, huh?"

"I said gini, Mas. I'm gonna nebak."

Lutfan laughed again. "Basic, still a child. How would you guess about the girl again."

Isya soon. But he still kept this little boy to accompany him. Although now equally silent, only the roar of breath and water flowing from the fish pond sounded.

"Maos ..."

"Hm?"

"Today Kirana told me gini" Abian seemed to be telling a story.

"What?"

"I'm going to fall. Constantly crying. You're sick. Uh, suddenly Kirana came, and she said gini, men can't cry. Emang, really? Men can't cry, Mommy?"

"Wrong." Lutfan's three-second pause said, "Males can also cry. From the moment humans were born in this world everything was crying, Bian. No matter the girl or the guy. All the same."

"Ja ... in, Kirana's wrong?"

Lutfan nodded. "That's wrong."

"When-when clear to him. Okay?"

"Yes, Mas. Uh, but Mas means ... Mas--"

Lutfan replied, "What?"

"Mas, have you ever cried?"

Lutfan nodded. "Get it."

"But .. I never saw, did I?"

Lutfan laughed lightly. "No one will ever see unless he himself is like God, Bian. The principle of Mas gini, may cry but no human being should know."

"But if there is?"

"Epgm ... " Lutfan thought for a moment. "If anyone knew .. maybe Ummanya Mas same wife Mas later."

"But ... Kirana has seen me cry" Abian said softly.

"No pa-pa dong. Kirana is your best friend. He's just mocking doang, he must be worried."

Abian looked at Lutfan in wonder. "Who said it, Mas?"

"Say me gini you know."

The two laughed together. Abian took Lutfan's hand suddenly and said, "Mas, I want Mas Lutfan to promise."

Lutfan pulled his hand. "Eh. What promise first, huh?"

"The promise is easy, Mommy."

"What's emang?"

Abian smiled knot. "If I'm big enough to keep on messing up. Anyway, I promise to help you, huh?"

"What help?"

"Yes .. anu. Help me design my gala." Three seconds later, Abian said, "Promise, Mas?"

"Hm. God willing."