You, Me And Our Memories

All just slander

"Mama and papa just believe me.. I'm sure Diya isn't as bad as they think. I have known Diya for a long time" Ivan said with confidence.

"I'm tired ma, pa I want to clean first in the room and rest. Remember yes ma, pa, the day after tomorrow we will go to his hometown Diya" added his again convince his mother and papa to come along.

"Yes mama and papa will come with you Van" replied Ajeng.

"I'm going to the room first, ma?"

"Don't eat first? It's too late tonight ko Van, you're past dinner time" Ajeng said.

"I had eaten already at Diya's house" replied Ivan and passed directly from his parents.

"Pa, what should we do? Is it true that Diya is what Sonia said? Mama felt a little awkward when she heard that Diya's mother was an ex-convict" Ajeng said.

"Udah, don't think ma. I'm sure our son picked the right man. Ma, you heard what Ivan said. Because Diya and Ferdi's relationship is not blessed to make Ferdi run away from home and have an accident. Do you want your child to be like that too? I'm the same, trust Ivan. Who lives his life later he ma. It's not us" Herman obviously gave support to his son.

"Yes yes pa, mama does not want bad things to happen to our child pa. Ivan is my only son. Yes, I heard what my father said" Ajeng gave up.

"Pa, but what speed would they get married? It's so sudden"

"Yes, what else will you do, your son is already struggling. Not as impatient as you want to marry your mom first" Whisper Herman teased.

"Let's go ma, that's a good thing for papa. Ta'aruf is better than going out. Well mama knows for herself that in this day and age many young people are evil. As long as this is positive for our children, we must support them ma" What a wise attitude Herman who always attach importance to the happiness of his son.

Ajeng nodded in understanding.

***

Tok....

There was the sound of Ivan's bedroom door in the ketok.

"Who are these nights bothering people to rest" said Ivan rose from his fall and opened the door.

"Lo Vir, are you still here? I mean you haven't moved to the apartment you suggested?" Ivan asked after finding out who was knocking on his door.

"Tomorrow I'll move Van. You are just a friend. But I want you to help me clean up some of the stuff I need to add to my apartment later. I'm shopping tomorrow, right?" Virda started whining.

"Oh, I'm busy Vir" Elak Ivan.

"If you don't want to help me, yes I won't want to move from here" Virda threatened.

"Oh, this is a boy trying to use threatening again. Yes, I will cancel my meeting tomorrow morning in exchange for the afternoon. Than this girl does not go-away from this house. It will only be a moment for me to help her to shop" said Ivan in his heart.

"Which tomorrow you don't work in your new office?"

"Oh Ivan, entered his work early in the month really Van. How the hell did you not read the letter that I love yesterday" asked Virda.

"Oh...." Only that came out of Ivan's mouth honestly he did not read in detail about the letter Virda gave to him.

"Yes tomorrow I will help you to move and shop for some necessities in your apartment"

"Just love Van" Virda happily hugged the sixpack body in front of her tightly.

"Oh Vir, don't use the hugs of all try" Ivan objected because he was hugged by Virda.

"Lo why Van, you don't mind like this if I hug" said Virda still hugging Ivan and getting tighter.

"It's not good to see my mom and dad" Ivan gave an excuse.

Virda let go of her embrace.

"Tomorrow our morning straight into preparing everything huh. Tomorrow morning I have a holiday to the office, the afternoon I just went to the office to do a meeting with clients" said Ivan.

"OK" said Virda rounded his index finger and thumb to form the letter o.

***

There was a ringing call connected via Vidio call on WhatsApp.

Diya smiled knowing who was contacting her.

"Yes Van" replied Diya smiling sweetly.

"Not slept?" Ask Ivan base stale.

"Not yet, just getting ready to sleep" replied Diya.

"Have you reached home yet?" Added again.

"Already, just finished cleaning and want to rest" replied Ivan.

"Owh why don't you just take a break. You must be really tired because of the overtime" said Diya attentively.

"Yes, I'll take a break too. Diy I want to talk to you" Ivan's face turned serious.

"What?" Diya answered seriously.

"I'm sorry before, but this just keeps haunting me and making me uneasy"

Deggs....

Diya's feelings are starting to get bad. There was a feeling of uneasiness in his heart with what Ivan was going to say.

"Is Ivan going to cancel this proposal? Does Ivan not want to come to my village to meet my mother?" One by one the questions began to appear in the girl's mind.

"Diy, I'm sorry to hear that my question would later offend you. I just want to ask for certainty and honesty from your mouth directly" Ivan said in a serious tone.

"Yes I will answer honestly with you" Diya replied.

"Diy, is it true your mother's an ex-convict?" Ivan asked meekly fearing Diya was offended by his question.

Deggs....

Diya was startled, feeling like lightning in broad daylight hearing Ivan's question which he did not know where it came from.

"Convict how do you mean Van?"

"Inmate because your mother went to jail for selling meatballs from rat meat. Is that true?"

Deggs.....

Diya's heart was pounding in remembrance of the events of a few years ago where her mother had been slandered by Khetrine and Tio at the time which resulted in her mother having to be held for several days.

Diya seemed to think back to all those painful events.

"Diy, why are you quiet? I don't mind if that's true. I love you for who you are. I just want to make sure that there are no secrets between us later as bad as what happened in your past" said Ivan steady.

Diya breathed a heavy sigh. Honestly, he did not want to recall the incident that made his mother arrested.

"Truely my mother was arrested by the police at that time. That's because there are people who don't like my relationship and brother Ferdi. So he slandered my mother by saying and carding evidence that I don't know how he did it. So the mother was accused of selling meatballs from rat meat" Diya explained with weight.

"So it's all just Diy slander?"

"Yes Van. All of that is slander. Whether you want to believe it or not. If you don't believe just ask the same brother Ferdi. He was the one who caught the culprit when he was caught" Diya said, recalling the incident.

"When arrested by the police, the mother dropped and fainted so that she was rushed to the hospital within a few days. She also did an examination of the allegations that have befallen her at the hospital. Fortunately, my mother was not found guilty. Brother Ferdi has found out who did all this" Diya explained again.

"I've guessed it must have something to do with aunt Mira. Because Aunt Mira never liked Diya and Ferdi to be together. Must have been aunt Mira doing such a lowly thing" Inner Ivan guessed.

"May I find out who's behind all that? I just want to know that Diy has no secrets in our relationship" Ivan explained.

"Khetrine and Tio. Khetrine is a girl who was at that time one of the same generation brother Ferdi. He liked Ferdi's brother for a long time. But brother Ferdi did not return his love. While Tio is his best friend brother Ferdi. He wanted to do it for Khetrine because Khetrine wanted to be his girlfriend. Tio has loved Khetrine for a long time. Therefore he would like to be told anything by Khetrine" explained Diya.

Ivan nodded in understanding. Now everything is clear. Ivan's. What a girl's life is full of twists. Where ever before the people who sneaky want to do evil to him.

"Diy, it's my turn to look after you. I'll make sure it's safe with me" Inner Ivan.

"Oh no. Everything has been clear. Oh yes Diy, the day after papa and mama will come with us to your hometown. Please tell your mother that I and my parents came to propose to you"

"Yes, I'll tell you later" replied Diya smiling happily.

"Oh yeah Diy, one more. Please cancel the meeting for tomorrow again. The meeting will be changed during the day" said Ivan.

"Why change?" Ask Diya.

"Si Virda is moving into her new apartment tomorrow. She asked me to help her move in and buy her some supplies for her apartment. Well I have to help her otherwise she won't want to move into her new apartment and will stay here. I don't want to have to accompany Diy. You're not angry, are you?" Ivan asked honestly.

"Oh.that's it, it's okay. Tomorrow I will inform the client and rearrange our meeting" Diya replied in a tone that could be interpreted as jealousy. But the girl acted as usual. Because he didn't want to be too selfish and curb Ivan. Well because there is no legitimate bond. If there is a legitimate bond, Diya will act.

The girl did not want to be too curtailed because Ivan was not yet her husband. He also believed that Ivan could keep his heart and eyes only for himself. Even though he was tempted, Ivan could definitely withstand all of those things. Thought full of confidence.

"Are you not really bothering about this?" Ivan asked for certainty.

"It's okay, Van. I don't care if you help Virda" Diya replied with a forced smile. He could say if it was okay but his heart was inversely proportional to what he said.

"Oh yes Diy, tomorrow morning you go his pick up sir Udin ya"

"No need for Van. Later pity his Udin sir back and forth to drive me after that back again to pick you up. I can go to the office by taxi" Diya objected.

"Son Diy, Mr. Udin will pick you up tomorrow as usual. I can use papa's car. So you don't worry about it" replied Ivan smiling with his trademark.

"But Van...."

"Udah don't argue" Cut Ivan fast.

"I'll feel calm if you go with my confidant to the office" she added.

"Yes, I have followed your will. Just so you feel calm" Diya smiled with her sweetness.

"So dong. You're really my good wife-to-be" Praise Ivan for flirting.

"It could be a dreadful thing" Diya blushed in embarrassment.

"Yes rested Gih, it's late at night. Tomorrow the bad luck's waking up again"

"Yes me you also rest yes...." Reply Diya smiled.

"Yes, don't forget to present me in your sweet dreams"

"Yes Van. You will always be present in my beautiful dreams"

"Oh, Diy, I really can't wait to see you become my wife Diy"

"Meeting my mother hasn't said so yet, you're Van"

"True lo Diy, I want to speed up our marriage. If we can get married tomorrow" replied Ivan

"It can't be dong Van" either"

"Yes, I can't wait. If I could turn back time, I would make time pass quickly until the day H came" said Ivan fantasized.

"Yes, doain aja all smoothly yes Van"

"Aami....I slept, baby. Good night, sweet dreams yes" said Ivan full of love in the chest.

"Yes, good night dear too" greeted Diya with a shy smile.

They ended their respective vidio calls.

Diya glanced at the clock on the wall of her room.

"It's eleven o'clock at night. You're asleep yet?" Ask Diya in my heart.

"Instead I tried to contact mom, who knows you haven't slept" he added.

Diya typed her mother's number on her cell phone. Make regular calls because his mother's phone is an ordinary phone is not as sophisticated as the child's cell phone now. Understandably parents, not too sophisticated in playing android. If Diya starts kangen the same mother and wants to see her mother's face in the village, usually Diya contact Siti who petrified her mother in the stall when Diya's mother was still actively selling her meatballs. Where Siti's house is not far from her house.

Tut....

The phone call sounds.

"Hallo, Diya" answered Mirna.

"Oh, sorry to bother you, I'm asleep?" Ask Diya.

"Not yet son, the new mother came home to visit the house aboutga"

"Who died buk?"

"Sir Edi son, this accident was noon"

"Inalillahiwainnaiirlahirojiun" Diya said.

"Mom how are you?" Add it again.

"Alhamdulillah mother healthy kok son. How are you doing? When home? I miss you, son" Mirna said sadly.

"I miss my mother too. I'll be home the day after the buk"

"really? Wow mom will cook your favorite food if you come home later son" Mirna sounds happy.

"But I came home not alone buk. I went home with Ivan and his parents"

"Iwana? Wh who? Why is it?"

"Ivan and his parents will come to propose to me"

"real son...Thank God" Thank you in Mirna's heart. Unparalleled happiness because Diya who had lost half her soul due to the departure of Ferdi without news, has now risen again and moved on.

"Oh yeah buk, later when we go home to the city, mom come with me ya stay in the city. I don't want you to live alone in the village. If you're here with us, I'll feel calm because you're looking after me" Diya told Ivan's advice.

"Would you like to stay with us?" Diya asked meekly.

"Yes son, I would love to live with my son. We can be together again like we used to" Mirna said happily.

"Buk later tell our brothers there yes if the day after tomorrow anyone comes to propose to me buk. But the proposal and wedding will be held here buk. Not in our village. Because Ivan and I can while working while preparing for his event here buk. No problem, is it buk?" Ask Diya again.

"It's okay, son. I understand you two are both busy. So I just follow where it's good" said Mirna.

"Yes, I'm just saying that. So when Ivan's family and I come later it won't surprise you" Diya said.

"Yes son. Tomorrow I will tell some of our families yes so that they can be witnesses later on the proposal that Ivan did to you" replied Mirna.

"Yes, I closed the phone first. Take care of your health, don't be too tired. I love my mother" Diya said attentively.

"Yes, son, you take care of your health too, baby. If you want to get married, take good care of yourself. Said the Malay people anyway when in betel nut will be your sweet blood" said Mirna.

"Yes buk doain ya buk all is well and can run smoothly"

"Aami....I will always wish you the best"

"I closed the phone first. Asaalamualaiku"

"Girishal"

They also ended the call.

Note:

Sweet blood means when the person who has done the engagement will easily happen something that is not desired. Like an accident by one of his or her other bad events. Because the armpits are engaged, the person should be more careful. Because trials will continue to come as a test in the relationship they live. (more or less like that, ma).