DESTINY LOVE MAYANG
#DESTINY LOVE MAYANG# Part 54
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...In car...
...(.(.The journey home to the Pratama family)...
Mayang walked towards the front gate of the entrance to the boarding house where he lived while in college.
He saw Kak Radhif's family car on the side of the road.
It looks like Mr. Ujang who is smoking while leaning on the edge of the car door.
"A long time ago came here, sir?" I asked while glancing at my watch.
Hearing my voice, Mr. Ujang also stopped his activities earlier. Throw away cigarette butts that are almost gone. Open the car door and get in.
I did the same thing, got into the car ready to drive back to the Pratama family residence.
"So Mr Ujang long awaited me?" ask again.
Staying focused on doing his driving job, Mr. Ujang replied to my question, "Not too long ago, Non. It's only been about 10 minutes."
The mobile phone inside the black 'handbag' I was carrying earlier, pulled the phone out of there.
I forgot that my phone settings are in 'silent mode'.
I opened my phone screen after inputting a pin code that only I knew.
"What's this?"
It appeared on my phone screen twenty missed calls and ten messages in the mailbox.
'Whose phone and message is this?
Is it from Mas Gilang or Kak Radhif?
Butwhy? Didn't I leave a message for her?
After all, I went to college just to release kangen to my friends.
There is nothing strange about what I do, ' I grumbled in my heart.
"Sorry Non, Den Radhif phone to my phone, he said next time Non Mayang can not leave the house without permission from Den Radhif and only I can deliver," said Mr. Ujang to me.
"Hmmmmm...that's it?"sahutku while clearing his throat for a moment then continued my gaze towards the phone in my grasp, trying to browse open the contents of the message in the mailbox.
Turns out the missed call was from Radhif.
Twenty-five calls came in.
That much he tried to call me?
Is this a very important affair?
Out of curiosity I immediately opened the mailbox on my phone.
The first message and so on are all the same.
And it surprised me. I've never seen Radhif's brother that angry.
Even harsh words never.
But this time the message made me really shocked.
['Never leave home without my permission! If you still value me as your husband, listen to what I say.
And remember never to meet anyone, even your three best friends until the right time!'] fill in a message from Radhif for me.
What does this message mean?
Do I have to stay home without meeting anyone?
Brother Radhif restricted me like this.
If I knew that after marrying him I would have my life in prison I would have rather refused to marry him in the first place.
'Why is Radhif doing all this?
It is precisely his treatment like this that will make me further away and close my heart to himself, ' my inner cry in heart.
"Money!" call Mr. Ujang.
For a moment I fell silent and removed the clear details in the corner of my eye.
"Yes, Mr Ujang?" my reply.
"Don't be sad, Non!" yells.
"The intention of Den Radhif is good, Non," he added.
It seems, Mr. Ujang knows the unrest of my heart.
So that it tries to comfort and enlarge my heart.
"Den Radhif is a good man, Non. Only more firmly when compared with Den Radhit," said Mr. Ujang.
"The late Den Radhit was a little calm and quiet, while Den Radhif was a little open but firm" explained Mr. Ujang to me.
"That's it, Mr Ujang?"
"Ujang sir, how long has their family been working together?" my question is full of search.
While glancing towards the rearview mirror, Mr. Ujang said, "Since Den Radhif Junior High, Non. At that time the father and mother decided to stop working from a bank owned by BUMN and restarted a textile factory owned by his late grandfather Den Radhif," Pak Ujang's story about the Pratama family.
Unbeknownst to me that Kak Radhif's great-grandfather was a fighter and Kak Radhif's father or grandfather was a retired TNI AD, their family did have a pretty good-selling batik business.
So that both parents prefer to continue the family business, compared to working or being a private employee.
Arriving at home, I cleaned myself and then lay down on the bed.
My cell phone lyrics.
Should I reply to a message from Radhif or let him.
As if I had never received a message from him?
'The 'Dilemma....
It looks like ity that I feel this time, ' I said in my heart.
I finally decided to send a short message.
['I will obey all your commands, but never forbid me from meeting my three best friends!'] fill my message to Radhif.
I'm waiting for a reply from Radhif, but he seems to be busy.
Until noon there was no reply from him.
Until a message comes in.
But the message came from my best friend.
['May, there are many things that the three of us want to say, actually, the three of us were hoping to meet you.] The contents of the message from Ika number.
Curious about the last message Ika sent, I finally decided to contact Ika.
It turned out that the three were together at the boarding house that afternoon, exactly they had returned home after the lecture hours had ended.
I left my phone in 'silent mode' on the dresser.
Adhan has reverberated, time to pray duhur.
Because at dawn I missed it.
Twenty minutes have passed I have fulfilled my duty as a devout Muslim.
In my prayers I recite and pray for guidance and reinforcement.
I hope that the problems will end soon.
Honestly, my heart and soul are so tired.
I just want to die, following the departure of Brother Radhit.
My life expectancy was wiped out when I saw her stiffened and left me alone.
Till....
When I found out there was a life in me, the desire to live reappeared, for the sake of my love for the late Brother Radhit.
My mind was puffed up, considering my deal with Radhif.
And when the time comes that I will part from Radhif, I will try to remain optimistic in my life.
Even without Radhif I will continue to fight and continue to live for the future of me and my son.
"Tok..but.tok...tok....!"
"It's finished praying, Nope?"
"Look for lunch first. Non Mayang will be sick again if he does not eat."
"It's Auntie making rib soup and her favorite potato patio, Non Mayang," Bi Inah's voice broke the silence.
While staring at Bi Inah, I got up from my sitting position.
He cleared my face and followed Bi Inah to the kitchen downstairs.
"Auntie knows where my favorite menu is?"
"Oiya, Aunty and Mr Ujang have eaten?" my many.
"From Den Radhif. The same aunt Mr. Ujang has not eaten, Non," he replied.
I also took a plate and said, "Yes, if it's just the same meal, accompany Mayang to eat, Bi." While handing the plate to Bi Inah.
"Don't forget to call Mr. Ujang for lunch too, Bi!" myrag.
"Well, Non," Bi Hinah replied.
My appetite is slightly reduced, either because of the 'moorning sick' in this phase of pregnancy, or because of the message I received earlier from Kak Radhif.
Only a few tablespoons of rice came in.
"Auntie knows where to sell mango sweets around here?" ask again?
Looks like mango or kedondong sweets will taste good in my mouth.
Different when eating a menu in general.
I don't know maybe it's because of the baby.
After lunch was over, Pak Ujang and Bi Inah looked for a fruit sweets seller not far from the housing complex.
With great difficulty, Bi Inah and Pak Ujang managed to buy me a bag of mango and kedondong sweets.
Happy I saw the work of both people of the Pratama family trust.
They are very diligent, tenacious and honest.
Even though he is no longer young.
But the working spirit they have deserves a thumbs up.
This is what makes both parents Kak Radhif choose to keep it on appeal to find new and younger workers.
Seeing the mango sweets and kedondong brought by both, my passion immediately seemed to recover.
Like a starving person eating rice field, I spent all the luggage Pak Ujang and Bi Inah earlier.
A full pack of ludes in an instant.
"Non, slowly eat the sweet. Don't forget everything!" said Bi Inah who swallowed saliva when I saw me eating all the mango sweets and kedondong.
"Enak, Bi," I reply while enjoying sweets with salt and chilli spices that are his trademark.
"Don't non Mayang already fill up?"
"Tokcer Den Radhif, not in vain Pak Ujang bawain jamu from the family in Madura, the efficacy is efficacious," said Pak Ujang trying to melt the atmosphere with his jokes.
It looks like Bi Inah laughed when she heard it.
"Pak Ujang said what sich, Mayang did not understand," I protested while knitting my eyebrows together.
Not long after the sound of the home phone rang.
"Krrrriiiinnngg..kriiiinnnggg,crrriiinnng!"
"Wa'alaikumsalam, with the Pratama family here. Can I help you?"
"There, Den," said Bibi.
"Yes, Den, I'll tell you, '" he added, then hung up.
I just looked at him, then continued to enjoy my mango sweets again.
When Auntie walked over, I asked her out of curiosity who called.
"Who's on the phone, Bi?" my many.
"Den Radhif, Non" he said.
"Den Radhif said that Non Mayang's phone was not picked up.
That's why I called home.
He said there was something important to say," said Bi Inah while passing by to clean up the food at the dinner table.
'What else do you want to talk about, Radhif?
Didn't I promise not to go anywhere else if there was no permission from him?
What else is there to discuss?' my mind.
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*What does Radhif want to talk to Mayang about?
*Does Mayang still have flavor on Setyo?
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