Trapped in the Love of the Past
Trapped in the Love of the Past
"I, Doc."
The man replied.
"Praise God that Ms. Nisa's operation went well."
The doctor smiled.
"It can soon be moved to the treatment room."
Obviously doctor.
"Thank you so much for the help, Doc."
Azzam cupped both hands with a slightly bent body.
"Together,"
Doctor says. The SpOg guy then left us.
Oh, my God, thank you.
It was good to hear that Nisa's operation was successful.
For a moment, Azzam and I looked at each other. Those shady eyes looked at me meaningfully.
Quickly I bowed. So as not to linger staring at the net belongs to the man. I don't know why I still can't behave properly in front of him.
***
I have been with Nisa for three days in the hospital. Hitchhiking at Miss Myra's house, because I couldn't have been with her all day.
And during that time Mas Kamal did not contact me at all. I was afraid to text or call him first. Worried there was discomfort in Mas Kamal. It's probably true that the man was disappointed by what happened a few days ago. And decided to stay away from me.
Maybe it wasn't the man God had prepared for me.
"Let me say yes,"
I'm on Nisa this afternoon.
Because Nisa's condition gradually improved, I decided to return to Surabaya.
"That's rushed. Don't wait for Azzam."
I'm shaking.
"Gue's been here three days, not good for long."
"Well, I'm so sorry to have taken care of you."
He said while hugging me.
"As long as I can, I'll be there for you."
I returned the hug.
"Greet Azzam ya."
My voice while tidying up the clothes that have gone into the suitcase.
Azzam is now back at work. He was only allowed 3 days off to accompany his wife in the hospital.
***
I was like a dejavu while walking down the hallway of Hang Nadiem's waiting room. My mind shot to the scene a few months ago. When I first met Mas Kamal at this place. A charming man who can make me move on from Azzam.
But it looks like it will be over soon. At the moment, the man is not calling me anymore. Not like the time before Azzam came in front of us. The man used to call, even if only through a message on a mobile phone.
Two hours drive by closing my eyes. Trying not to regret the arrival of Azzam ruined all our plans.
Because I realized, nothing would happen without God's permission. Life, dead soul mate is already arranged by Him. There's no way we can change. If Mas Kamal is not my soul mate, I am sincere.
Gontai I stepped out of the arrival hall of Juanda airport. I got a taxi to drive me home.
"Parker..!"
Someone shouted in front of the trolly lined up neatly in the area outside the airport.
"Mas Kamal."
My peek.
My eyes closed half in excitement. It turns out my prejudice is not proven. The man stood up to greet me.
I think hundreds of flowers are now sprinkled on my heart.
I pushed my trolley towards him.
The man's smile grew happy.
Just as happy as I am now.
"Kok know I'm here?"
I wondered when I was in front of him.
The man gave his hape to me.
"More.."
Said smiling.
On the phone screen, a picture of me in the middle of Hang Nadiem Airport is attached to medsosku with a caption.
#Welcome to Surabaya again
"Ishh.kepoo really."
Nyengir.
"Everything do not update status only. Kidnapped the new guy knows the taste."
Said chuckling.
"Luckily now the handsome nyid ha.ha.ha!"
I saw the man stupefied as he pushed my trolley towards his car.
"What the hell..."
I chased him from behind.
He opened the car door for me.
I blushed in shame. Looked at the face of my loving priest.
Then sit in the front seat.
"I've never met Mr. Lila."
He said while wearing a seat belt.
I nodded "May."
He smiled at the man beside me.
The man replied with a very sweet smile. Ah, really make this heart melt.
30 Minutes later we were in front of my yard. I got off the car. While Mas Kamal took my suitcase from the trunk of his car.
"Assalamualaik."
I said knocking on the door.
"Getishalight."
The sound of footsteps leads to the living room.
"Have you gone home yet? How's Nisa?"
Ask mommy to tell me. I kissed the woman's hand.
"Lho there's Nak Kamal, let's go in first,"
Kamal nodded. Then followed me kissing mom's hand.
"Alhamdulillah Nisa is well, ma'am."
I answered while laying down on the sofa. The journey of Batam Surabaya makes itself a little tired.
"Alhamdulillah. How's Azzam going?"
"Yes that's Mom,"
Answer's short. At first glance I saw Mas Kamal looking at me with a question mark. Like he wanted to ask me.
"Where's Father?"
"At the hospital. Look at Mr. RW who is being treated,"
"It's gonna be a long time."
I said while looking towards Mas Kamal.
"What's up? Naughty Kamal want to see you?"
Ask Mom. I did not have time to tell Father and Mother about Mas Kamal's intention to propose to me. Let the man say that to them.
"Yes, Mom."
Answer Mas Kamal.
"What's the hell's bad Kamal?"
"I want to ask permission to apply for Kalila Bu."
Takzim.
"O Allah is Nduk!"
Mom looked at me shady. I saw his eyes filled with dew ready to pierce his cheeks that were beginning to wrinkle.
"Naughty Kamal?"
I asked as if I couldn't believe what I had just heard.
"God willing, Mom."
Kamal nodded steadily.
Doesn't feel this heart drizzle hearing his words.
"Alhamdulillah Nduk."
Said Mom holding me in her groove. Ogre he sobbed. Happy tears flowed from her net. Mother felt today that God had granted the prayers she had always prayed to God. Pray that his son will soon be reunited with the priest.
So too with me. Doesn't feel clear bulir dripping onto the cheek.
"Yes wait, I'll call you first."
"It's still a long time, ma'am, it's okay. God willing tomorrow I'm here again with Paklek."
"Walah.ya already that's Nak Kamal."
"It's like I said Ma'am, Kalila I'm saying yes now."
Mas Kamal got up from his seat kissing Mom's hand.
I immediately stood up "Yes Mas, be careful ya."
Immediately I accompanied the man to his car.
"Tomorrow I'm here again yeah, don't wander..ha.ha.ha.."
Strayed language.
"Ish.I'm a chicken."
Again the man laughed. Then get in the car.
"Assalamualaikum future wife."
"Getishalight."
Reply blushed. I saw the smile of the man. He waved his hand and then drove his car.
Oh, my God, why does this heart feel like it's going to fall. Am I too happy?
I can't wait for tomorrow.
