Trust & Love

Trust & Love (007)

This afternoon Andre and Zulfikar stopped by a cafe before returning to Kotsan, they lived in the same Kotsan and not far from the assembly where they studied religion.

"Huh .. dizzy me." Andre ruffled his hair in frustration after hanging up the phone with his girlfriend.

"Why the? fighting again with Nina?"

"Well, my dizzy, did I miss that one time?"

"To that, why? Your parents still don't give you blessing?"

"Yes, I asked Nina to be patient but she urged me to continue to give certainty, yes I will also need time."

"All women are the same. They don't like to wait and they just need certainty" Zulfikar replied as he cut a brown banana with melted cheese on top.

"Yes I understand, just that everything is not instant except instant noodles cup taste cabean!" Cats Andre.

"But you've been trying to talk about the same bokap nyokap?" Ask Zulfikar.

Andre did not reply, he simply shook his head, making Zulfikar slacker.

"Pantes is angry Nina."

"Udahlah! don't discuss my boyfriend, I'm again males .. ehh but talking about the boyfriend yes, you have no intention of having a girlfriend that, in terms of your age already mateng this yes, yes, like the fruit of the omnipotent, yes even though it does not want to marry but do not have a candidate." Andre looked at the friend in front of him.

Zulfikar was silent and only returned with a smile.

"Gue needs answers not your smile poison conch" chirped Andre.

Before long the HP Zulfikar's voice rang.

"Hallo Assalamualaikum," said Zulfikar, "oh I'm good Mom, God willing I will go there, "yes together, Mom. Wa'alaikum hail warohmatullah."

Phone's on the lid.

"Who's Zul?" Ask Andre.

Zulfikar smiled and put his phone back in his pocket.

"For a long time I can fall in love with you yes Zul, if every time I do you answer it using a rich smile that, already know you are very sweet." Andre protests while feeding his chocolate banana pieces.

Zulfikar who heard only returned smiling while chewing on his cheese banana without answering his friend's question.

***

Naysila closed her eyes and laid her head on the desk.

His work as an assistant designer made him not too much activity that day other than waiting for instructions from his boss only.

Last night he could not sleep, upon arrival in Jakarta his mind continued to float considering the words of his mother that afternoon.

The Flashback

"So the morning the doctor came to check on you, he said the chances of you getting well are very small, you might be paralyzed forever and he won't be able to talk anymore." Hamidah.

"Continue?" naysila did not seem to care. Deep down, he was hurt.

"Actually, your father has wanted to convey this to you. But he's too scared to talk to you, he knows you hate him so much."

"It's good to realize, I'm also lazy to talk to you" Mr." His words sounded more and more quiet.

"Darling, mother horrified!" pinta Hamidah, "because you are in this condition, forced mother who has to convey this before it is too late .. actually ...."

For a few seconds Hamidah stared at his daughter's face. Hamidah doubts that her daughter will accept her husband's request.

"Father wants you to marry the man of her choice."

"What?" screeched Naysila, "Father want to match me? You're not kidding me, are you?" he continued with perfectly rounded eyes. Surely this is very surprising news for the yellow-skinned lady Langsat.

"Yes, Son. Your father wants to set you up." Hamidah answered and lowered his head, he said this too. But in any case, his son must find out immediately.

Naysila is lazy. "It's a marriage loh ma'am, not to mess around and I don't want to choose the wrong kind of sister Aisyah."

"You know this is hard for you, son. But please do this for your Father, just this once!" pinta Hamidah expectantly holding her daughter's hand.

"It's not an easy thing Mom, it's a matter of feeling. I still love Aldo, you know that, right? why am I doing all this for you?"

"Let him be your Father, remember boy! without him you wouldn't exist in this world."

"But I don't expect to be born his son either."

"NAYZILA!!! I never taught you to be a bad boy." The look in Hamidah's eyes exuded disappointment at the frontal utterance from his son's mouth.

Hamidah's voice sounded very firm, not high but very poignant, implied a huge anger in his jolt.

Naysila was startled, since when could her mother have spoken such words? after him, Hamidah is a very gentle Mother figure. So what made him so angry at Naysila?

"Mom." Naysila Lirih.

He took his mother's hand, tried to apologize if any of his words hurt her, he really loved the woman who never took off her hijab, she said, Naysila didn't want anyone to make her sad let alone because of her own actions.

Actually a mother, Hamidah again melted, she hugged Naysila tightly and suddenly just cried.

"Mom, I'm sorry! I don't mean to make you sad." Naysila wiped away Hamidah's tears slowly, she did not want to see the woman's tears flowing. His heart would be hurt if that happened. And now Naysila felt very guilty for him.

Hamidah clasped his daughter's hand. "Mother please Son, if you cannot accept this trust because of Father, then do it for Mother! let's just say this is Mom's last request." said Hamidah expectantly while staring fixedly at her girl's face.

Naysila shook her head, there was a sense of disappointment and fear present in her heart simultaneously.

On the one hand, she does not want to marry another man because she still loves her former lover, but on the one hand she also does not want to see her mother hurt.

How could I refuse my mother's request, she's my wingless angel, but what about my future? I can't take my mother's request for granted either, it's too hard.

"You want?" Hamidah is back to wooing. Making Naysila can't just refuse him.

"Give me some time, Mom!" naysila Pinta.

Hamidah smiled a sigh of relief, although not entirely certain, at least he hoped that as time went on, his son would be willing to fulfill his request.

"Sure, I'll be waiting for you as much as I can." Hamidah hugged Naysila.

Flashback off

"Wey! mulu mulu lu, my chicken died because of mullah mulu mulu.why the hell you?" the super-fussy woman named Dea came to disperse the daydreams of Naysila that afternoon.

"Eh, Dea." Replied Naysila who was surprised to find his office mate.

"Jude, turn back! it's 5 o'clock." take Dea.

Naysila stared at the watch in her hand, "hmpp. Come on!"

Naysila hurried to finish some documents on her desk and went home with Dea.