TWELVE DAYS OF LOVE
Finding Out: Meeting His Mother
The sound of my motor brake squeaked, stopping right in front of Cindai's house. He came down from my bonnet.
“One more time thanks,” he said.
“OK,” my answer is short.
The starter button is back on.
“Hmm .. wait. Why did you say that to Father and Mother Dita?” he asked for a moment before I was about to turn the gas.
“Say what?” my many.
“Hmm ... about us that ...”
“What to pray for?”
Scan just silence. Duck.
“That's so as not to linger talking. Hmm... You think I really want us to be prayed for by a matchmaker? Ge-er!” my continue.
He lifted his head, looking at me annoyed.
“Of course not, because I already have a soul mate!” After saying that Scan directly turned his body into the house.
Leaving me who has not been able to ask who his soul mate is.
Really ... I was curious. Luckily, the opportunity to find out was open when her mother came out of the house and called me to come in.
“Hey ... Nak Fadil, come in first.”
“Iya, Mum.” I got off the bike immediately and obeyed Cindai's mother.
We sat next to each other in the living room.
“Fadil ... Long time no see. Now you're getting braver. Long time in your city to look like a city man,” said Cindai's mother while watching me.
“Yeah, Ma?” my many.
“Yes, I thought that sent Cindai the Grace, didn't know you. When did you come from town, son.”
“Fadil came since yesterday. Hm ... Whose mercy is it, Ma?” my many.
“Ohh .... Grace was a child of Kampung Durian, but she now served in this village, a teacher at the school where Cindai taught as well. Only difference if Grace is already PNS, while Scan is still a contract teacher.” Cindai's mother explained.
“Iya, almost every day, pick up in the morning, drop off at home.”
I don't know why I don't seem to like hearing Cindai's mother's answer. Glowed in the look of my squeezed face. However, my investigation has not stopped.
“What .... they .. hmm ... establish a relationship, Bu?” ask slowly.
“So please, Cindai has never told you a story. But if for Mom and Dad, want Cindai it soon married.”
“With Grace?” my ambap.
Ms. Cindai looked at me questioningly for a moment and then said, “Ya, with whoever she chose. Grace is also a good and responsible man. Even if Cindai chose it, Mother and Father did not mind. Hmm ... or if you choose, of course Mother and Father will be happier, hehehe...”.
Cindai's mother chuckled, and I just silently blushed. Either he's just teasing me or he's really saying it.
Until the moment he asked me again, “But ... Nak Fadil already have a candidate?”
“Numbered, Mom. Fadil single.”
“Alamak ... long time in town, can't you girl there?”
“Fadil want to find a mate in the village only, Mom, hehehe ...”
“Aih ... in this village there are no girls, many of which are just teenage girls who are still in school.”
I was silent, my face was shrinking. If there is no girl in this village, then what is the girl? Didn't she tease me about being chosen by her son?
Or ... was he just teasing me because Cindai belongs to Grace?
Grace ... who is he? Kampung Durian child, hmm .. I tried to remember it. It seems like the name is no stranger to my past memories.
But I was too tired today. I decided to end the conversation with Cindai's mother, asking her permission to go home. After all, it was too late, soon Maghrib.
Tonight, the second night I was home. In the contest, while staring at the ceiling of the room, I wish to remember the events of the day earlier, with Cindai. In an effort to heal my broken heart, I have encountered a new adventure. Possibly ....
There is still much to be a mystery about Grace. The name stuck in my mind. I have to find out about him, about them. I don't know what this desire is, why I'm so curious.
But I must know!
Tomorrow ....
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