You, Me And Our Memories

Planning a series of events

"Ah, the end of it we arrived also ya buk" said Diya spread himself on the sofa of his house in the city.

"Yes, my body is all pegel-pegel. I go to the room first ya buk, want to rest" said Yuli say goodbye.

Mirna nodded.

"Yuk Diy, yes first" he said again to his best friend.

"OK" Diya answered, uniting her index finger and thumb together to form the letter O.

"Oh yeah buk, her sleeping mom in the front room huh. The house consists of three buk rooms. So you sleep in the main room only in the front" Diya said pointing at where the room was headed.

"Yes Diy, big house too?" Mirna's comments noticed every inch of the house occupied by her daughter.

"Yes, this is Ivan's house. The house he built himself when he had his family later" Diya replied smilingly.

"Well, it turns out that the boy has prepared all of it huh. Only her bini candidates who are not there yet" Canda Mirna glanced at her daughter.

"The candidate has a buk. This beautiful mother's son lo" Diya returned her mother's joke.

They both laughed happily.

"Let's take me to the room. Let me rest too" Invite Diya to lift some bags where her mother's clothes.

Mirna followed her son's will.

"This is your room. Comein...." Said Diya lowered her head to let her mother in like a scene of the guards inviting her queen master through.

Mirna smiled at the behavior of her daughter. Before entering, the middle-aged woman gently rubbed her daughter's head. Then enter the room to pay attention to each inch of the room.

"Besides her room mother Yuli. And over there my room is open" Diya said again.

Mirna nodded in understanding.

"The room is this big. This room is just as big as our house, Diy" Mirna was amazed.

She smiled at what her mother said.

"Yes, I'm taking a break, I'm going to the room too. The day also began to take a shower. It's the smell of the sun" Diya said, kissing her body.

"Yes Diy, I want to take a shower too. Where's the bathroom?" Ask Mirna.

"There buk. In this mom's room her bathroom is inside a buk Tuh over there. If in my room and Yuli, there is no bathroom" Diya explained.

"Oh that" said Mirna mangosteen understand.

"Yes Diya has gone to the room first ya buk" said Diya.

"Yes Diy" answered Mirna.

***

"Diy, I'm in" Yuli shouted from outside the room.

"Yes, go in Yul"

"Well, just relax" Yuli said, watching Diya sit back on the bedside.

"Yes, watch drakor. Why Yul?" Ask Diya. Yuli sat down beside Diya.

"Diy, said the mother of your wedding and Ivan soon enough distance just a few weeks after doing his engagement. Huh yeah?"

Diya nodded.

"Why is it Yul?"

"If you and Ivan are married, where should I stay? This is Ivan's home. Well, I'm not good to live with you guys" Yuli obviously felt bad.

"It's okay Yul. You're also going to marry Zaki, right?" Ask Diya.

"Yes, but not as fast as you. Zaki asked for a month to come with his family to meet my parents in the village and do an engagement there. And maybe the distance from the engagement is three months, six months, even a year or two years. Zaki is not like Ivan who is already established Diy. He will also raise money to ask for my hand" Yuli replied with a sad look.

"Where am I going to stay? Alone pulak. Oh Diy, so upset me" complained Yuli.

"So you don't want to tell me if I marry Ivan as soon as possible? You alone supported me to be with Ivan and prayed for me to mate with him. Kok now even objected anyway" said Diya with a probing tone.

"That's not what Diy means to me. I'm glad you and Ivan are getting married. I'm glad you're happy and found your soul mate a good man like Ivan. Even the best in my opinion. You can move on from a painful past. Just how was my fate, Diy? Me, I have to stay alone again like the beginning?" Said Yuli sadly singing her lips like a sad little child who did seem to be made up.

Diya smiled at her best friend who was acting like a child.

"It's okay. Didn't you live alone without me?" Canda Diya's.

"Yes, but after all this time we've been together. It's common to have her friends. When I live alone, I feel lonely. There was no confiding, no one could make me a good meal. Hmmmm....I will be sad Diy" said Yuli again began to cry.

Diya held back her laughter seeing Yuli who was indeed like a child.

"So how should I? Should I cancel my marriage with Ivan? Or delay his time until Zaki will marry you one day?" Diya asked jokingly. Well indeed from earlier the girl was joking towards her slightly fat best friend.

"Not that Diy, yeah...I'm also confused about having to talk...." Yuli scratched her non-itchy head.

"Yes, yes, Yul. I know your masud. Gini you will stay here until the next time you marry Zaki. This house is also big enough for us to live in. So I don't think it matters if you stay here. But remember, only until you get married to Zaki. It is impossible after marriage you also live here with Zaki" replied Diya.

"Surely Diy you're allowing me to still stay here one day? But what about Ivan? Will he let me stay with you?"

"Later I'll talk to Ivan ya" Diya smiled.

"Thank you, Diy, you are the best friend I have. I'm lucky to have a friend like you" Yuli said, hugging her best friend.

"Yes Yul is the same. I'm also grateful to you. You are also the one who is always there for me. When I'm down, you always comfort me. Until I get back up and can move on with this situation" said Diya returned the hug of his friend.

They both hugged to enjoy the beautiful friendship that they lived all this time.

***

"Assalamualaikum" said someone from outside the house.

"Waalaikumsalam" answered Mirna opening the door.

"Eh son Ivan. Let's go in, son"

"Yes thank you" Ivan walked in and sat down on the living room sofa.

"I'm sorry you've come all night like this. Is there a buk?"

"There, Diya's in the room. Mom called for a moment" Mirna passed from Ivan to Diya's room.

"Mom lived first yes" said Mirna passed from the two men of the opposite sex.

They nodded in response.

"What's Van? Why don't you let me know if you want to come?" Ask Diya.

"No chance. End of his sense of kangen continue to hunt me"

Diya blushed in embarrassment.

"Didn't you miss me?"

"No, I don't like you" Diya replied smiling jokingly.

"Diy you really don't miss me?" Ivan again.

Diya laughed off seeing Ivan's serious expression.

"Kangen is Van. The time he did not miss his own future husband" said Diya smiling

Ivan smiled happily at what Diya had told him. The man's heart felt flowery because the taste of his kangen was reciprocated.

"This is the tea, please drink mumpung still warm" said Mirna brought two glasses of tea from the kitchen.

"Yes, thank you" said Ivan.

"Sit here first. There's something I want to say to you guys" Ivan said a little seriously

"Look, tomorrow I ask permission from my mother that after work Diya I asked to find a good hotel to be boking as an engagement venue that will be held next week. And also the hotel will also be used for our wedding event also buk" explained Ivan.

"I feel bad if I'm the only one who decides all this. It would be nice if I also invite Diya because Diya also has the right to determine how and where this event is live" he added.

"Oh so, mother does not mind the origin of her Diya in good care yes son" said Mirna smiling kindly.

"I'll definitely take good care of my future wife"

"And maybe for a few days or even weeks we will continue to go home late because well take care of everything for this event" said Ivan again.

"Emang should be at the hotel, huh Van? Why not just make a makeshift show Van. Yeah, like at home, it's his reception. Like our event in the villages" said Diya felt a little objection.

"It could be Diy, it's just that I want to make you queen for a day. Diy's once-in-a-lifetime wedding, well, just wanted to make this event memorable until we're old" replied Ivan.

"No problem, right?" Ask Ivan again.

"As far as you are Van. But I want to uphold my Malay custom. We use the theme of Malay customs" Pinta Diya.

"It's up to you. Therefore I invite you also to give advice on which is good for us" said Ivan.

"If you ask my advice, I want to at our wedding later use Malay custom. Where before the day H is exactly his H-2 night will be held the initial event on the night of the nuclei it will usually be accompanied by playing tambourine, berdah, and kompang, respectively, marhaban and I chose to play the tambourine while the nucleating took place. And after finishing installing thisai in both brides I want there to be a play event until late at night. Continuing his afternoon will be held a barren event (done only bride) accompanied by drum music, laughter and gong. Continues The night will be held a marriage contract event after the wedding ceremony, directly at the event of a fresh flour pat (done by the bride and groom) accompanied by playing drums, laugh and gong again like that barren event. On the day of H will be held the Quran (can be in remission by one of the bride and groom can also his second), After her will be marched (where the bridegroom marches from somewhere to the venue where the bride is waiting for her presence) accompanied by playing compost. After the march there will be an open door event (where there is a dividing cloth that prevents the bridegroom from meeting the bride. So that at that time there will be a reciprocation between the two sides until the new pantun finish is the barrier cloth is opened) New we will be together" explained Diya introducing his Malay custom.

"Oh yeah, one more, before the event open that door. After the march there will be one stop there you sit there and watch the silat show. As a welcome to the bridegroom. And also after we're together, I want a dancer to perform a performance dance. The dance is also a greeting to the bridegroom who has been present. (The winning performance dance is often displayed as a welcome dance to the great people like the Regent, Governor, and others as his)." Obviously Diya again.

"With one more, after the event is all over, tomorrow will be a bridal shower" he added again.

"How do you agree, Van?" Ask Diya again.

Ivan and Mirna seemed dumbfounded to hear the explanation of the series of events that Diya planned.

"Why are you guys talking? Was the series wrong, right? Or is there less?" Diya asked astonished to see the two dumbstruck like that.

"Waw is very detailed to Diy" said Mirna.

"Yes, it's such a detail" Ivan forges.

"Well if that's what you want, we'll use Malay custom only. Coincidentally my mother also has a hook. However the blood still flows in my body" said Ivan smiling.

"OK, the main thing is that her pelaminan wear Malay customs as well. I don't want to wear modern ones. I want to preserve my custom. "Not lost malay on earth" Diya said proudly.

"Yes, I'll do what you want Diy"

"Well, we're talking about marriage. Did you guys discuss marriage not invite me to come along?" Suddenly Yuli appeared from the kitchen.

"Your table, we're done discussing it" replied Diya.

"Well....." Yulie looked disappointed.

They laughed together, too.

***

"Where are you Fer? Just got back home when I left again?" Sonia asked to see Ferdi looking neatly dressed in her room.

"There's business at the cafe" replied Ferdi cuek busy putting buttons on his arm.

"Night time Fer, better rest at home. Tomorrow to the cafe. There are managers and employees who take care of everything" Diya said again.

"It's a very important affair that I have to finish tonight" replied Ferdi.

"What's his business at the cafe? I didn't meet that girl, did I?" Accuse Sonia.

"Why can you talk like that? If I really want to meet her, what's wrong?" Reply Ferdi with a little emotion.

"What's wrong? What's wrong you said? It was Van's fault. Yes wrong dong Fer you absolutely can not keep my feelings. Which wife would be willing if her husband met another girl what else the girl had been in his life. He even became the most special person in his life. Who would agree? No one agrees with Fer" Sonia said with a slightly raised tone. Her hands were trembling, her breaths of deflating fireworks held the turbulent emotions in the heart.

Ferdi was silent. He seemed to think. Sonia Pin was silent. Several times the pregnant woman seemed to regulate her breathing to be calmer.

"Fer, forget about Diya. Diya will soon be married. Let Diya live with her chosen man happily" he added. Now his tone felt a little calm.

"What's? Wait, wait, where did you know Diya was getting married? Diya also said the same thing. Does that mean you've met Diya, right? It's true that you threatened Diya until Diya decided to avoid me and seek an impingement by wanting to get married this fast" Accused Ferdi.

"What the hell are you saying? First you have made my heart hurt, and now you accuse me again. For the umpteenth time I was really disappointed with you Fer. Sonia shed her tears. His heart was broken again.

"If it wasn't you who met Diya, why did you and Diya talk about the same thing. If this isn't all your plan, then why is it the same as this?" Accuse Ferdi again.

"Originally you know Fer, Diya is getting married to my brother. And that person is someone close to you as well. I know all this because Virda told me" Sonia explained.

"What's? The guy I know? Close to me? Your brother? Who?" Ferdi seemed to think who Sonia meant.

"Ivan" Sonia answered.

Deggs....

Ferdi. His heart felt racing. His heart is not broken now. Again he remembered that Ivan was waiting for the girl he had sought from High School for seven years. And it turns out that girl is Diya the same girl. Sontak Ferdi again remembered where Diya got the phone when they came home from the tour in Pekanbaru. He recalled that the call on the phone was named Ivan, which made him jealous and threw the phone out the window of the bus. Ferdi recalled the various letters he had found from Ivan. It turns out this Ivan is Ivan who is Sonia's cousin.