TWELVE DAYS OF LOVE

Meeting of the Committee at the House of Mono

"Assalamualaik." A greeting suddenly sounded along with the appearance of a figure uttering it into the dining room.

"Waalaikumsalam," replied I and Cindai's mother in unison.

"Have you come home?" ask Cindai's mother to her newly arrived husband.

Cindai's mother immediately stood up and approached her husband, reaching for the briefcase she was carrying. Cindai's father was a civil servant in the village office, which I remember and also saw from the uniform he was wearing.

"Mr was a little late coming home for lunch because he had stopped by the copy shop. There are a lot of files to copy" Mr. Cindai said as he sat on one of the chairs at the dining table.

Finding someone else there, he was a bit surprised, looked at me carefully and asked, "Who is this?"

"This is Fadil, sir. Eldest Pak Dul and Mak Ama." Cindai's mother answered while putting a plate and a glass in front of her husband.

"Huh?! A fadil? Oh my God, I haven't seen you in a long time. Is this brave now? Not like a village man. When are you coming from the city?"

I stood up and regretted it. Then he said, "Yes Om, this is Fadil. Three days ago Fadil came, on leave to let go of longing with family."

Cindai's mother came back with a bowl of handwashing water and placed it in front of her husband. For a moment he sat down beside her.

"Have you met Cindai? Ahh ... how does Cindai's expression meet jo .. aww!" Not finished yet Cindai's father said, he even shouted. As if something was painful.

Cindai's mother grinned at her husband as she looked at the middle-aged man's face giving a questioning look. It looks like Cindai's mother has stepped on Cindai's father's feet, because now he is stroking the backs of his legs.

Not yet I can answer, Cindai's mother has directed us to continue the lunch. No more talk about Cindai after that. They were just more intensely asking about my activities in the city as well as about my work. After lunch, I decided to go home.

While walking outside the house, passing through the middle room with several room doors, I stopped for a moment in front of one of the room doors that had a typical ornament of the women's room. I don't know why my mind believes that this is Cindai's bedroom.

'I go home first, recover quickly, ' my mind says.

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The sun has set with the reverberation of the adzan maghrib. The twilight began to change the night.

Our family had finished eating dinner together just before I said goodbye to go to Mono's house.

The minimalist house looks crowded. Realizing my presence, the host who was an old friend of mine immediately welcomed me and led me into the house. Connect with people who are already there.

Some time I spent with each other with Pardi, Ucup and some other old friends. We talked about our past while laughing.

Until the moment a pair of men and women came, we all stopped talking. Mono greeted them and allowed them to sit in the remaining place of the lesehan in the living room.

Recognizing that pair of humans, of course, I was surprised. Scan and Grace. They came together, which means they made up.

My eyes are asking, is he not sick anymore? Is his heart and body okay?

And ... why did he come with Grace?

While the man sitting next to him, of course, also knows my actions. His eyes were full of dislike, but I didn't care. His feelings are none of my business and his jealousy is not my problem.

Until the moment Pardi who was leading the meeting announced the division of duties, I began to turn my attention back to the event, especially when my name was mentioned.

"The invitation's introductory officers are Fadil and Cindai."

Alamak .. I want to feel like I hugged Pardi at that time. It is good that the division of tasks he made. While Grace is part of the task as a security section of the event. It could be part of my friends' plan to get me closer to Cindai.

I observed Cindai's expression. At first a small smile fluffed up upon hearing the name we both called. But when our gazes met, he again put on a flat look.

Ahh ... What's wrong with that girl? Is selling me expensive? But I don't care, because God has granted my request, giving one more chance to get closer to Cindai.

"Can't I just drop off the invitation with Cindai?" sidestep Grace suddenly.

"Sorry Bang Rahmat, the committee has been arranged like this. So, if it's acceptable," replied Pardi.

Mimik face Grace shrink. I could feel his heart hot. Burning jealous of me.

"What time will we be able to deliver the invitations tomorrow?" ask me on Scan.

"Hmm ... starting at noon after I finished teaching," he replied.

"Okay, I'll pick you up at school tomorrow afternoon. I was gonna stop by here first to pick up the invitation."

"Ehh .. pick up at home, Bang. Let Cindi go home for lunch."

"Later it's too late, the wedding day is the day after tomorrow, so all the invitations must be spread. About lunch, there are many food stalls that we will pass."

"Yes, that's right Fadil said. Good thing just picked up after teaching Scanned." Pardi.

"Alright," Cindai replied with a nod.

Ahh .. I can't wait for tomorrow. Even though this evening Cindai came and went home with Grace, but tomorrow she will be by my side all day, afternoon and even till night.

But really I want it to be by my side forever ....

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