
If anyone says I forgot you
Don't you listen
If anyone says I'm unfaithful
Don't you listen
A lot of love is coming closer
I refused
All because I love you
The song from BCL broke the silence as Dara was engrossed in reading the detective novel in her room. He grabbed the HP that was right beside him. In his heart he asked who called him? A smile instantly expanded as he read the name that was on the HP screen.
"Hello, Assalamu'alaikum," said Dara.
"Wa'alaikum salam. What's up, Ra?" ask the caller.
"No more relaxing while reading a novel. Wh why? What's up, brother?" dara asked as she confirmed her sitting position.
"There's a minute, right? I'm gonna take it seriously."
"Yes, Brother. What's up?"
"Dengerin well yes.” The caller cleared his throat so as not to disturb and be more comfortable.
"Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim," continued the caller. "Ra, do you want to not marry me? To be the mother of my children?"
Deg ! Dara's heart immediately pounded. He felt like yelling Yes, I will, but then he immediately covered his mouth with his right hand. Dara was in disbelief.
"Ra, are you still there?" The caller's question immediately disperse Dara's daydream.
“I-iya, Brother," replied Dara stammeringly.
"But can I ask for a little time to answer?"
"Can, very much can. I give you three days at the earliest .. one week at the most. How's it?"
"Good, Brother. I ... will try to think about it," Dara replied as she set her tone. He did not want the caller to know what was really in his heart.
"All right then. Think carefully. I wait for the answer immediately. If the answer is yes. I'll go see your parents."
"Good, Brother. I'll think about it."
"Yes, I hung up. Don't be so late in reading the novel. Assalamu'alaikum."
"Wa'alaikum salutations." Dara looked at her phone.
Dara started smiling to herself as she grabbed and hugged the bolster that was nearby. Between believing and not, someone who was very difficult to achieve suddenly expressed his feelings. Not to be a boyfriend, but to be his wife, his life partner, the mother of his children.
Brother Ardi. A man Dara loved long ago. However, at that time Dara could not express his feelings to Kak Ardi. Because he knew it was the wrong feeling. At that time Dara still had a boyfriend.
Suddenly Dara's face changed. He remembered that there was a quote that said ‘Humans can plan but still God determines’. The girl started thinking. Would it be later if I answered yes we'd get to the guarantee? Will everything go well? What if it doesn't? What if one of my family or her disagrees and cancels the wedding plans? Will I still be friends and friends with Ardi? Is his friendship still the same? Or even awkward and finally broke up communication like some time ago?
If that's what happens, Dara will not be willing. To him, Ardi was his best friend. A person who would patiently hear every outpouring of his heart. With Kak Ardi, Dara can vent all her emotions without feeling awkward. Once upon a time Dara told me about her lover first. She told me so emotionally that tears finally spilled and wet her cheeks. Patiently, Ardi listened to all the complaints about his love story.
When Dara just wants to evaporate his strings, then Kak Ardi will be a listener every. I won't comment a word. And when Dara wants an opinion, then Kak Ardi will give his best view and not force his advice. He doesn't want to lose someone like Ardi.
For Dara, Kak Ardi is a complete package. A handsome man, with a pleasant personality and good at bringing the atmosphere. Ardi's sister has a treasury of silly jokes to crisp that will revive Dara's mood.
Dara settles down, tries to sleep and removes those negative thoughts. He tried to remember some jokes that Kak Ardi had thrown that made him laugh out loud and dispel his sadness. Dara unwittingly laughed a little because she remembered those memories.
The phone and read the clock on the screen. It's eleven o'clock at night, which means it was over an hour ago that Ardi called her. Dara sighed. Trying to close your eyes, trying to think clearly and trying to gather the courage to express the intention of Kak Ardi to your mother tomorrow. Dara hopes her parents will return the decision to her. And hopefully they give blessing to whatever decision he will take later and Dara also hopes the decision he will take later whatever it is, that is the best. I hope that.
Dara began to position her body. Finding a comfortable position to take him to dreamland. Dara tried to close her eyes while hugging the bolster. And suddenly he smiled. He opened his eyes again. He bought the bolster that was in his embrace.
"If God permits, there are no obstacles that stretch and what I want becomes a reality. Means soon I won't need this bolster. Because later there will be someone I love since long ago he who will be a life roll for me. Uh! Her happiness. Muah!" Dara kisses her roll in a row. He was ashamed of his own behavior. He tried to hide his face behind a bolster pillow that was in his arms.
"Hm. What is Ardi doing now? Does he feel the same way I do? Is there any anxiety that covers his heart like me? Or is he just feeling happy because he can express his heart? Or is he just ordinary? Or maybe you're sleeping well now?" Dara muttered to herself. "If you're asleep, are you dreaming of me?"
Plaque!
Dara patted her eel. He just remembered that tomorrow morning he had to get up early because there was some work delayed yesterday. The work will be presented that day. Dara flipped her body looking for a position so that she immediately fell asleep. Not successfully.
Dara suddenly smiled again. Kak Ardi's voice that thundered in his ears.
" Check ..em ..em .... Bismilbornrahmanirrahim." Dara mimicked the voice of Ardi when the phone was.
"If I could answer directly, Sister ... without thinking about this it is ..., but if not thought I fear regret later." Dara sighed.
Dara hugged her roll back tightly and closed her eyes. Trying to fall asleep by counting sheep until finally brought to dreamland.