Call Me Isha
65. Not a High School boy

            Last night no one could calm down, the person who gave birth to me also passed out several times and a large family who mumbled about my former future wife who ran away with her lover who is my own best friend, Arik.

A little story about Arik, and his first love story in the first half that ran aground like my story with Isha during High School. Glenda who went abroad while Arik who felt desperate for the relationship between the two.

In silence, I thought hard but instead of worrying about myself, the brain displayed the face of my first love which was certainly sad to know the candidate ran off with other women even more, at first both loved each other. Not like me who just started from matchmaking and responsibility.

Geck!

Geck!

Geck!

I who was originally pondering in the room immediately approached the doorway, where the figure of a middle-aged woman looked at me with teary eyes.

"Mother!"

"Fuck!" call her soft while rubbing my cheek.

I slowly led him to sit on the bed, while I rested under his feet.

Even though we did not have dialogue with each other, a single tear was spilled as he embraced my body with warmth.

"I'm sorry, ma'am" I said.

"It's not your fault, that brat who should be ashamed," he replied in a trembling tone with tears.

"He's not wrong Mom, maybe we're not a match. If marriage happens, no one can guarantee happiness because the same heart has not let go of the past."

Mom put my shoulders back to let go of her legs and looked at the currency interlocked.

"You still love Isha?"

I was silent, unable to say.

"If you really love her, don't let go."

"I mean Mom?"

He nodded his head. "Yes, I bless your relationship. Maybe this is called a soul mate where you're going?"

Because at the end of the sentence Mother chuckles while wiping away tears, it is my neutrals that look glassy.

"I'm sorry I forced you, but I know exactly the owner of your heart." Mother took my hand and the idle fingers wiped the trail of tears on her cheeks. "Don't let her down, son, take care of her like you take care of your mother and sister, and always take care of your love."

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Isha POVS.

         The headache I felt from crying too much was comparable to the heartache from the betrayal of my beloved.

The wedding party that will be held the day after tomorrow feels free, wants to curse, angry and hate but I can not do it when I know a truth that the man sent through a short message application.

Brother Arik❤

[Flo, earlier I apologize, our marriage was wrong because in reality my heart has another owner and it's not you]

[I know this is going to be very detrimental, especially with your reputation. You will definitely understand because, you are actually in my position right now. Loving a figure of the past who without permission appears and turns out to still be in the heart]

[So, let's end, this full-fledged relationship of pretence.]

[May you be happy]

"Fuck!"

I jumped in shock, Orlin was like a demon who could show his form all of a sudden.

"Don't cry, he's not your soul mate." He pulled me into the huddle.

"If we listen to people there will be no end."

"But why should he leave me at a time like this?" roangku.

"Then? You want to live forever full of pretenses?" orlin asked no less shaking. "Sister Arik is right, look into your heart Flo. There is a story that is not yet finished and you cannot deny."

"We're no longer high schoolers who dream of finding true love like Cinderella Lin!"

"Then do you dream of a marriage with a false feeling? Especially with the past not over. What is the foundation of such a marriage that you want?!"

Roughly Orlin took off her embrace, staring at me seriously with a hand that held tightly to her shoulder.

"You've cried enough! Open your eyes! Look into your heart and ask that question."

"Sorry Miss, sir call you down."

For a moment we stared as the housekeeper interrupted our conversation.

"Say we'll go down immediately." Orlin rubbed the corner of his eye before extending a hand towards me.

Not wanting to make a wait, I immediately fulfilled Papa's invitation though, the heart was a little uneasy for what reason.

Upon arrival in the living room that turned out to be crowded, I was told to sit next to Mother who was increasingly causing confusion because a man with his parents who were sitting right in front.

"What's this?" I asked for an answer to Papa.

"Nak Raefal's arrival means un---"

"Sorry interjected. Let me express the purpose of our arrival."

Unknowingly I squeezed my hand, it felt cold instantly creeping through the knuckle.

Raefal looked at me seriously but a small smile did not forget he left, adding to the level of good looks of men who are currently wearing batik.

"It may seem rude, but to be honest with you, I still love you, no matter what we are in. I was thinking if this was the all-powerful path that I would designate for you to be the lover of the world of the Hereafter."

Unlike a woman who will blush with a man's proposal, I actually feel confused with the thought of a runaway where.

"I received Nak Raefal's proposal."

Attention was fully absorbed by Mother, she said that with eyes that were still swollen because the crying was full last night.

"Ma!" reprimand Papa lirih.

"Because the guarantee is ready, it would be nice for the wedding to be carried out tomorrow. How's it?" asked Mama without looking at me or Papa.

"I'm grateful for Aunt's blessing, but Flora's permission is no less important, considering she'll be my bride." Raefal tried to stay calm in his place.

"When the man who had given birth to Flo agreed, so did he."

"I'm sorry, we understand what this family is going through, but you also don't want to force it let alone it's about a sacred marriage." The figure of Kak Raefal the adult version opens his voice with great authority.

The thing Orlin advised me to do, digging into everything in the past that might still be imprinted on the heart.

A beautiful and sad memory when adolescence ends with a drop of water coming out of the corner of the eye. Then, I looked at Raefal Sister with a rumbling chest.

"Yes, I accepted Brother's proposal."

"Alhamdulillah!"

At this second I never thought, there were clearly many hearts that rejoiced. Starting from Mama who immediately cried hugging me, Orlin who smiled as if saying my decision was right and, Brother Raefal who also shed one tear even though the strong-ass man was immediately tepis.

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Tuesday, 27 July 2021.