WE LIVE SIDE BY SIDE (CERPENE)
Chapter XXVI (Ramadan Love Part III)
After waiting for 15 minutes, I finally saw Hadi coming back, I smiled with pleasure, I also saw Hadi carrying a white plastic in his right hand, then he sat in front of me.
“Sorry yes have made a long wait?”
“No, nothing, where were you?” Hadi did not answer, he also opened the package he brought, how shocked I was, when I saw what Hadi brought was a simple but elegant white face. Instantly I was moved.
“You went to buy this for me?”
“Iya, you like ?”
“Iya I like, but Di, I'm going to lose the hijab, why do you give me face? What's so weird about coming home?” Hadi laughed when he heard my words.
“No, this is me bringing a new hijab for you, I bought it exactly like your lost one.”
Hadi took the hijab she bought for me, and put it on my head.
“Fatimah.”
“Ya?” My eyes look at Hadi's face.
“You know not, if you are too beautiful?”
“Ha?” I didn't expect Hadi to say that.
“Your beauty is like ice in the refrigerator, clear and soothing, so it's good, you keep to your waiting with clothes covered and do not forget to wear a hijab, because what? If you open it, gradually, your beauty will decrease, even disappear, after all, women must close the aura, you know, if the ice in the refrigerator is removed too long it will definitely melt.” bright Hadi that makes me wonder what he means.
“For what did you say to me?”
“Because you are special.”
“Hadi?”
“Ya?”
“Can I ask you something?”
“Bby.”
“Can I be mistaken for all your attitudes and words to me?”
“Got can.”
“What? my face also brushed with the shame.
“If you can't, why did you mess with me? I feel so dead style with the courage I said that to Hadi.
“I never fight you kok.”
I saw Hadi with cynical eyes, and it made Hadi laugh.
“You don't see me like dong.” Hadi said.
“So you pissed off.” said me.
“If you give me that look, I will miss.” more Hadi also poked my nose with a cheerful laugh
“Ah.. gombal again.” did not feel many people who came into the mosque Hadi was standing from his seat.
“We want to pray tarwih here?” ask me.
“It is, come here I help you stand” I also give my hand.
“Hadi thanks yes, you are good warm deh.”
“Iya, equally.”
“tapi In.”
“ya?”
“Wudhu we're done.” we both laughed together.
Then we rushed to get the ablution water back, after which followed the taraweh prayer solemnly in the mosque. Finish our prayers back home.
Arriving at my house, Hadi met my parents, and apologized for our delay in returning home. I feel very happy and I feel that Hadi has feelings for me, but I don't know I just feel it.
At 03:30, I was woken up by my mother to eat sahur, I saw my phone, no SMS or call from Hadi, I think Hadi has not woken up, but it did not get there, when I prayed tarwih, I also did not see Hadi, I began to feel anxious, mixed I also missed him.
I thought the longing would be treated the next day, but it turned out that I had to hold for the next day again, even I had to wait until the shabby, wanted me to call Hadi, but I was embarrassed.
My heart so stop wishing “What is possible, my love claps one hand?” unconsciously my tears were dripping. Not wanting to harbor this feeling, I took my phone and called Hadi.
As soon as I dialed the number, it turned out I had to swallow disappointed, because Hadi did not want to lift it.
As I passed from the front of Hadi's house, there was no sign of Hadi inside the house, wanting me to ask his mother.
“But who am I?” Only Hadi knows me.
I came back again to shed these tears. I looked at the face of Hadi's gift that I was currently hugging.
“Kok you make me a baper anyway? Why should you come and make my childhood feelings come back again? Why do you have to be warm and make me feel that you love me?”
Then I grab my phone and I send a message that says “How are you? Where the hell have you been? Why don't you tell me?”
1 Minute turned into a Day, but there was no reply either. Out of annoyance, I also turned off my phone.
Now I live the days without Hadi, although before that too.
Ramadan has ended, this morning I and my whole family went to pray Eid al-Fitr to the field, understand even though our mosque is large, and the, but the number of villagers and people who go home so the mosque can not accommodate it.
When we got to the field, we rolled out a mat, then put our prayer mats on top of it in parallel.
After that we sat on the prayer mat, people came one by one to fill the field.
We did not forget to bring a camera, the goal is to capture the moment of Eid prayer which is done only once in a year.
“Kak, selfie yuk?” said Dini, my son, and I took my camera out of my little bag. Then my family and I took pictures.
“Can't see the photos that were not?” say Dini.
“Bby.” I showed all of our photos before it ran out, then accidentally I saw in one of my sister's selfie photos, I saw there Hadi, seemed to be accidentally photographed.
Out of curiosity, I looked towards the Qibla, at the male line, but I could not see Hadi because of the large number of people in front of me.
Then I stood up, I noticed one by one the men in the male line.
And finally I saw Hadi's whereabouts, unexpectedly Hadi looked back, we were like inner contact, he looked at me so seriously, I did too.
After I saw Hadi, my feelings became relieved, even though my longing had not been cured.
“Hey, why are you standing Fatimah, sit fast.” my mother pulled my prayer cloth, I sat back, now all I see is a copy of Hadi.
Before long everyone in the field stood up to follow the prayer of the imam.
After finishing the prayer and hearing the da'wah, everyone folded their respective prayer cloths, then dispersed themselves.
The passersby were so crowded, that I lost track of Hadi, because it was invisible, I decided to go home empty-hearted.
Just a few steps I walked, there was someone holding my hand from behind my face cloth.
“Assalamu’alaikum ukhty.” when I turned to the person, I suddenly smiled, because it turned out to be Hadi, but the instant my smile was gone, I released my hand from Hadi.
I put on a sullen face and stepped away from Hadi. Hadi walked ahead of me and stood before me.
“You have not answered my greetings, instead play go.” said Hadi with a sweet smile.
“Wa’alaikumussalam.” answer me with a wry face.
“You're mad at me, aren't you? Hum?” asked Hadi while looking at my eyeballs, then grasped my hands slowly.
“I'm sorry? Maybe you feel lost because of some of this I have no news at all.”
I lowered my head, because I couldn't see Hadi's face, wanting to feel like I was crying all the way, to remove all the tears I've had for 2 weeks.
“Hey, how do you duck that anyway? What's up?”
Seeing Hadi coax me so gently, making me even want to cry, my anger was gone all along.
“Fatimah, you cry?” without feeling my tears shed, which makes Hadi look all wrong.
“Do not cry Fatimah.” Hadi wiped my tears with both palms.
“You are evil ” I feel only those words are appropriate for Hadi.
I saw Hadi panic, lucky that the people on the field had all gone home.
“I'm evil why?” Hadi hugged me tightly.
“Why don't you tell me?”
“Sorry me yes, yesterday I was busy, my father entered the hospital, he was in a coma.” as soon as I saw Hadi.
“What?”
“Yes, my father's heart disease relapsed yesterday, because I was worried and panicked, I don't know what to do, I also can't escape my thoughts from my father, until I forget you.”
“Now how is om?”
“Alhmandulillah father has improved.” I also let go of Hadi's embrace, then Hadi invites me to sit on a long bench that is covered by the field.
“By the way you are beautiful Yes Today.” said Hadi.
“time anyway?” I said embarrassed.
“Yes, what else do you wear that face, Fatimah, you like me?” ask Hadi suddenly.
in my heart I said, “What? How did Hadi know that I liked him?”
“Fatimah, for your question which I answered now yes. The first one you went anywhere? I'm going to Jakarta. Why don't you come again? I took care of dad.
Why don't you tell me? I was busy thinking about Dad. Are you bad at being the same as me? For that one, I'm evil where is Fatimah?”
Hadi looked at me questioningly, because I felt ashamed, I swallowed my saliva, my eyes did not stop moving left and right.
“Kok you don't answer anyway?” ask Hadi.
“Yes, you are evil the same, maybe you do not realize, if you have left a quarter of your heart to me.”
“Fourth? Little warm?” said Hadi by slipping a smile on his lips.
“Indeed Yes.”
“Means you are more evil dong same me?”
“Why?”
“You lose 1 kg of your heart the same as me?”
“What?”
“I fell in the same intention you Fatimah.” said Hadi with a serious look.
“What intention anyway?” I don't understand what Hadi's words mean.
“There's deh.”
“You're kidding again right?”
“No, Fatimah you still remember not, when I fell into the well when we were still SD?”
“Still.”
“When I couldn't swim, you kept coming when I heard you for help, at that time I saw you panicked, worried that I was okay, even though we weren't familiar, straighten you bring a ladder, which weighs 2x your weight.”
“You still remember that huh?”
“Still, what else when you cry, your tears fall into the eyes I also know, ah... make it sore.”
“Sorry I didn't know that time.” said I.
“But from there I see, you are sincere to nolong me.”
“Where if people are dying would be please.”
“Ya. but I think it's different, when I see you cry, to be honest, I fell in love with you, there was an intention to make you a future wife.”
Dug dug dug! My heart beat violently when Hadi said so.
“Hadi?” say me.
“And I'm sure 100% sure you like also the same I?” about that I am not surprised if Hadi knows my heart. I responded with a smile, and said.
“If yes, why?”
“It's okay, but I won't be your girlfriend.” My smile immediately disappeared hearing Hadi say so
“Who also wants to be your girlfriend!”
“But, I want to make you my future wife, you want not Fatimah?”
“You're kidding huh?”
“I'm serious, because I've loved you.”
“Actually I also like you since SD.” I explained to Hadi.
“So, you want to not?” with a smile I nodded my head.
Triying!!! Triiiie!
The sound of the phone alarm woke me up, when I saw it was already 08:00 in the morning
I rushed to take a shower, and after taking a shower I took my best and most beautiful clothes from the closet.
“Today, Hadi wanted to come to propose to me, after I finished wearing clothes and dressing up, then came out of the room to the living room, the mother who was sitting on the sofa looking at me with a confused look.
“What's bu?” ask me.
“Zura!” mom called my sister's name out loud.
“Why bu?” my brother came from the kitchen to the living room.
“Did Fatimah forget to take medicine?”
“Minum medicine? What do you mean mom? I'm not sick.” said me with a confused feeling.
Then my brother took a medicine in a bottle from our medicine box.
“Drink first Fatimah.” My brother thrust a medicine complete with a glass of water in his hand.
“Create what brother?”
“Drink only, let your consciousness recover.” said brother Zura.
“Kan mom has said, love him take medicine on time, it's been 5 years, but the disease has not been lost.” explained the mother who made me confused.
“I, why? What's my pain?”
DONE IT.
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