
A small child with a clean and cute white face was sitting under a tree. His feet swung slowly, in rhythm with the bangs that moved because of the wind. Her hair was ponytailed, with a red ribbon. Sometimes the child breathes heavily, as if his life is full of problems at the age of nine, but his attitude and way of thinking is more mature than his age, because of the upbringing of his oma opa.
"Yes, what's wrong with you?"
"Aby, you'll get me!"
The little man called Aby pinched Chuby Eya's cheek.
Their full names are Freya Canaya Zanuar and Arby Erlangga Abraham. Aby swung the swinging plan occupied by Eya.
They called Aby and Eya just by themselves, just like this time.
"Why are you, Eya?"
"Ck, I'm pissed."
"I'm sorry why?"
"Every time you go to a party with opa and oma, there must be their friends who want to match me and their children or grandchildren. Some say prospective doctors, prospective CEOs of their family companies, pilots. A lot, anyway."
"Keep, what did opa say?"
"Opa just kept quiet while smiling. But I guess, I'll be betrothed to one of those people offered to opa and oma."
"Then, you want to?"
"I can probably resist the desire of opa and oma. They've arranged everything about me. What majors should I take while in college, at which university, what kind of future husband, what courses, what should I learn ...."
"Say you want to?"
"He doesn't want to, he has to."
I don't know why Aby doesn't like to hear it.
"But if you don't like him, how?"
"Hmm, yeah how do I know."
Suddenly, Eya brought her face closer to Aby, which made the man instantly flutter.
"Don't ...."
"Don't-don't what?"
"Don't you also be one of the candidates I'll be betrothed to."
Eya's eyes gnawed funnyly, and once again Aby's heart was beating uncharacteristically.
"Opa omaku and your grand grandpa are best friends."
Aby smiled with a blushing red color on her face.
"But it could be the same Ikmal, anyway, their families are also familiar with my family," said Freya while giggling amusedly.
Arby snorted softly, after being made to float by the nine-year-old little girl, now thrown again into the rocky ground.
"Aby?"
"Hm?"
"You like me, don't you?"
"Like dong, we're friends."
"If you're the one who married me, how? You persuaded your grandpas to propose to me on opa."
"We're still kids, Eya."
"Yes not now, is it. My opinion where possible marry me at a very young age, even if I have passed S2, I can not be married immediately. Opa and oma would have wanted me to pursue my career first."
They were silent for a moment, busy with their own thoughts. Funny-sounding conversation as it was spoken by a pair of small children. One reason is because Freya is often invited by her oma opa to company parties and ask specifically for Freya to be part of their family later. It is not just a business problem that Freya often hears.
He thought, perhaps in terms of business, that matchmaking was common. He who should play and watch cartoons, must usually hear the talk of matchmaking problems, guessing, who will be his match. Seeing from the perfection of his oma opa, of course in his mind also has been doctrinated to find the perfect.
"There's still fifteen to twenty years left. You have to be a successful person. Opa and omaku can't marry me to just anyone, even if it's their own best friend's granddaughter. The man must succeed with his own business, and open his own company."
Freya herself also did not understand why she had to be sued by her oma opa, and all had been arranged by them, while she still had a brother and sister.
Curse the child who may be the origin of speech because it does not understand the true meaning of the conversation, then tomorrow forget and mediocre.
Again he talks like an adult, like when he's asked about business, stocks, maturities, royalties, by his op. Or what are red blood cells and white blood cells, what is the pancreas, colon, intestines twelve fingers by the omanya.
"Just relax, I'll give you the company in my own right."
"What company?"
"FR."
"FJ?"
"Promise?"
"Promise."
"Well, but for another fifteen years, you can't date anyone, you can't like any woman. I don't want any second-hand stuff."
"okay."
Freya, who since she was a child always demanded perfection by her oma opa, made her get used to something perfect.
For him, something perfect must also be something new, not a former person. So she did not want to have a partner who had belonged to someone else before, even if it was just dating.
"So, you promised, right, when you grow up you'd marry me?"
Arby is older than Freya, and see how om and tantenya who undergo matchmaking because of business, certainly better understand. There is even a bicycle that since he was a child, has been betrothed.
"Yes." Yeah."
"Don't break the promise."
"Yes." Yeah."
"If you deny and break my heart, I'll tell opa and oma."
"Yes." Yeah."
"Don't tell anyone this, including Nuna and Ikmal. Remember, it's a secret between the two of us."
"Yes, this will be our secret."
"You can only remember it in your heart and mind."
"Yes, yes."
Aby was very worried about the girl in front of her.
"I wouldn't tell anyone if you asked me to marry you later."
Arby laughed immediately at Freya's pouting face with widened eyes irritated.
"Aci! I never said that, yeah. If you don't want to, yes."
"Eh, don't sulk, dong. I was just kidding. It's my own promise, not because you asked. Even if you don't tell me, I'll marry you later, when we grow up. I will study hard to always get good grades. I'll make my own company that will go ingernational and give it to you."
"Don't forget our promise!"
"Yes, I won't forget. Never mind you who forget our promises, and forget me."
Freya was silent for a moment.
"Hm, if I forget, you still have to remember it and keep it. Don't forget to take root just because I don't remember."
"Okay, I won't forget it. I'll keep it even though the obstacles are so heavy."
"If I keep forgetting about it all my life, promise to always be by my side. Don't hate me for what I do."
"Yes, even if you forget me for the rest of your life, I will always remember you and take care of you for the rest of my life."
"Promise?"
"Yes. I will complete your life. I will be your diary. So, if the time comes for you to ask about the past, I will give you the answer. If you lose your way, I'll be your compass. If you get lost, I'll be your map. If you are afraid to step, I will be your foot. I'm where you come home."
"What are you two doing here?" ask Nuna who came with Ikmal.
"Tomorrow SMP we will enter soon" replied Arby.
"Let's go back to class."
They walk in the corridor. In the front, Nuna and and Ikmal walk together while making jokes, while behind them, Arby and Freya walk while whispering.
"Remember, you must not forget, and this is our secret" Freya said.
"Yes, don't forget either."
Not hearing Freya's reply, made the man look fixedly at the clear eyeball. Freya just gave her smile, a smile that always made Arby miss her.
"I'm sorry, if I forget myself, I don't want to."
"I forgive you, and will never forget and leave you, even if you forget me for the rest of your life."
The little hands clasped each other, the secret of a little child who did not understand many things, but had been bound by promise.
Like a hunch, because two days later everything is no longer the same. The secret is kept awake and only remembered by one of the parties.
In fact, until fifteen years later, it remains neatly stored in Arby's heart and mind, without anyone knowing.