Trapped by My Husband's Destiny

Sundays

Arkan sat in front of the terrace of a simple house quietly. He crossed his legs. The left foot becomes the focus. The man, who wears a shirt and jeans, is holding his cell phone at the moment. He typed something in the chat room.

"It's been a long time coming, son of Arkan."

Arkan surprised. The phone is almost out of hand.

Suddenly the middle-aged woman came out of the room carrying a drink and a little snack. He smiled at the behavior of his daughter's guests while placing a tray arranged with several objects on it.

"Oh, Auntie. Just now, Tan."

The man who had a field chest, immediately stood up and greeted the middle-aged woman. He was trying to neutralize the shocking shock.

"Come, please sit down. Where is nadia?"

The woman, Nadia's mother, asked Arkan while sitting on a red plastic chair on the porch.

"Say he was on the phone for a while in the room, from his nurse, there was something very important to talk about" Arkan explained. He tried to reposition his body in a plastic chair.

"Oh... Nadia is working hard at home like this is still thinking about work." he exclaimed. "Please drink, son of Arkan."

The middle-aged woman pointed towards some objects on the table.

"Yes, Tan. Where are you, Tan?"

"By the break, it looks like coming home from work was soy sauce."

"Oh."

Arkan nodded, he was at a loss as to what more conversation would be. He has a character that is difficult to mince words because that is why many people say that he is arrogant. But, actually, when it comes to getting along with someone, then he is the kindest and most cheerful person in the whole world.

"Enak is a doctor. Especially like Nak Arkan, it's well established. So just find a wife."

The middle-aged woman was like a tease.

"Auntie could have. Yeah, there's gotta be no good either, Tan."

Arkan looked over and smiled at Nadia's mother.

"Don't Arkan have a girlfriend?" nadia's mother asked seriously.

"Ma...."

Nadia called out from the living room. He walked towards the porch. The girl heard the question her mother asked, then immediately called the woman softly.

"What if dr. Arkan doesn't have a girlfriend yet? Mama want?" 

It was as if that sentence Nadia wanted to throw at her mother.

"Well.it's Nadia. Sitting Nad. Temeni, Nak Arkan."

He seemed to want to leave with a spoken sentence. The woman sat in a red plastic chair.

Arkan turned his head towards Nadia. His face was bright, he was free from the question of the middle-aged woman wearing a brown negligee.

"Nadia's independent, son of Arkan. He made his own money for school and college. Aunt is proud of her. Now he can give it to his parents. Thank goodness."

Nadia's mother explained the sentence with passion, like promoting her son.

Nadia is wrong. But on the other hand he was uncomfortable when his mother said so.

Arkan just smiled a little.

Arkan was clearly shocked when the middle-aged woman before him, threw out the question.

"No, Tan. She's pretty."

"Lumayan...?"

Nadia remained silent. His silence was not just because of Arkan's words. But also silent, trying to find a way to get her mother into the room.

"Pa, try coughing just once so you can get out of here. Please, God."

There was a sound of coughing several times from the room at the end of the room. The house was not too big, making the sound clear.

"Yes God! My prayers granted! Thanks...!"

Nadia screams in the heart.

"Ma, called Papa tuh...!"

There was the voice of a small child calling Nadia's mother from the middle room. It seemed like the little boy was watching television and was distracted by his father's order to call his mother.

"Ma, called tuh."

Nadia connected the word from her sister. He said it with great enthusiasm.

"Oh, excuse me, son of Arkan."

Nadia's mother moved and passed Nadia who was sitting by the door.

"I'm sorry, Mas. Mama's been talking too much."

Nadia said an apology with guilt.

"Ah. You done with the nurse?"

Arkan confirmed his sitting position. He still felt uncomfortable because he had to find talks with people he just knew.

"It."

Last afternoon, Arkan called Nadia that the man who made her heart mess up these few days would come to the house, tonight. Tonight is the Sunday night that people always look forward to. Because usually Sunday night is a night owned by people to have fun and the opportunity to meet gebetan, for the unmarried. I don't know when this habit happened. Perhaps in the time of Indonesian colonized the Netherlands, this custom does not exist.

Hearing Arkan say that, Nadia seemed to be in disbelief. He slammed his body on the bed and moved in excitement. His feet lifted and moved as fast as pedaling a bicycle in the air. By the time that happened, the phone was already switched off.

All her life, this is what she was waiting for. There was a man who came into the house with a man and met his parents. This is the second time Arkan has come home.

There was one more thing he dreamed, a very big dream that was to accept Arkan's proposal if indeed the man really dared to do the sacred action.

Tonight, Nadia and Arkan sit on the porch talking about light things. The friendly Nadia can compensate for the character of Arkan who is still too stiff when meeting new people. Nadia told me a lot about her childhood and family. Arkan has not told too many stories about himself and his family. He has no great character. Indeed his character must know someone well, then he can become more familiar.

After 25 years, Nadia just felt that now visited by a man on a Sunday night. Usually there are friends who come during school and college, but never specifically to visit it, maybe just visit with other friends or only there is a need for school or college, once.

It was not that he was too ugly, that no man visited him. There were some men who had wanted to come to his house but the man was disrespectful. It was very disturbing not to fit the criteria for him. Not physically as viewed by Nadia, but in nature and politeness.

Nadia is not a super picky woman. He only hopes that the man who became his partner is a man who can become a priest for himself, later. He taught himself to be a good wife and mother. That's all that matters. Wealth and good looks, the next number 2 things that, if obtained, will be a bonus from God to him.

They both talked lightly about childhood and school. Nadia asks Arkan more questions to know about the handsome man's childhood and school. Arkan answered the question of the girl who was so happy tonight. Seen from his laughter when Arkan was a little joking.

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