Husband's Regret: I'm Not a Little Child
Call Rendi

As the night wore on by dawn, the darkness shrank, changing light, until the birds that bound their wings were forced to remove their shackles, flapping, gulping at the morning.

All ego, high hearted, depressed and all doubts and even self-esteem, Rendi kept it in, along with the night gone. Now the dawn has come, which either, will come back later overcast or the sun continues to shine.

Even without spelling and arranging words, Rendi let go of all the clumsiness she had previously imagined, groveling to the little young girl who had driven her crazy and claustrophobic in a prison that could be read by human eyes.

“We have to talk!” said Rendi steadily reciting our words, between herself and the little girl she once underestimated.

While Nila, the words We whom she had longed for sounded so laughable. Nila also pulled the corner of her lips a little, but the focus of both her eyes was on the burly hands that she used to make home, where she hoped for the blessing reward, she said, but now it turns into an iron shackle that feels cluttered gripping.

“Sorry Sir, can you please let go of my hand. I have to go home. Touching something that is not lawful for you, sin you sir! Oh yeah, what did you say? We were? Sorry sir, I don't think I have a need with you!” answer Nila is very polite and very deliberately choose a word diction that confirms if between them there is a distance and there is no relationship whatsoever other than students and lecturers or santri and Gusah.

While Rendi who does not know Nila well, who only guess by age and all this time feel Nila who loves him, lose all confidence to be a man who is adored.

Rendi was slightly humiliated by Nila's speech. He took off his check from Nila, and Nila pulled his hand quickly.

“What is this, the way you behave to me?” Asked Rendi again still hoping Nila treated her like yesterday.

Rendi Kira, like a love story in romance. The one who forbids meeting and separating them is Baba. While Nila who said Fatma and said the diary will be happy to meet with Rendi. Unfortunately, Nila is different now.

Hearing Rendi's question, Nila who had been reluctant to look at Rendi spontaneously turned her head and looked at Rendi with a frown.

“What father mean?” ask Nila.

“Ehm...,” Rendi cleared her throat and looked around. The two of them were still standing in the crowd. Even Fatma and her husband were sitting in the audience waiting for them to sit down again.

The haughty nature and prestige are still lodged, it feels heavy to reveal Nila if he still wants to be called Mas, not father. Rendi also hoped that Nila would welcome her.

Because Rendi did not answer, Nila also immediately answered her own question.

“I behave like this towards all my men and teachers, is there a correction or wrong with my attitude Sir?” nila then.

Rendi was further impaled by the words of Nila, Rendi really did not understand. The indigo he imagined from the moment he read Nila's diary, which he thought, was the sweet Nila, Nila was fond of him and would be obedient with all her ingenuity with full of purity.

But now why exceed the orange jutek, it feels so smooth soft and close but far to reach. Rendi also sighed, which felt heavy, like someone pushed and drove away all her prestige, Rendi was challenged to continue to conquer Nila, he said, and again found a figure of Nila like the character he read from the book Nila.

“Hhhh..., no!” answer Rendi briefly.

“Alright, then, can I go? Excuse me!” replied Nila intended to leave Rendi.

The more pain it makes and the more it does not accept abandonment.

“Wait!” said Rendi blocked Nila's step again.

Nila stopped rather than having to collide.

Nila lowered her gaze not wanting to stare. Nila chose to close for a moment and swallow her saliva as the medicine restrained her annoyance and strengthened her heart so as not to be affected by Rendi. Nila did not care about Fatma and her husband continued to look at them expectantly.

“I ask for your time, please let me explain something, I want to talk to you!” said Rendi finally caved.

Nila smiled back.

“Sorry Sir, you know? I am a Daughter of a Father, my duty is to obey and guard my father from the torment of my sins. I will only be willing to meet and talk to someone on his permission!” answer Nila again slowly but surely.

Hearing him, Rendi also tightened her jaw, for him, because Nila became very arrogant over him. What they are doing now also meets.

“Did you forget? When a girl on her already pronounced ijab qobul, dis is the right of her husband?” replied Rendi chose a weapon to fend off Nila said.

“Haish...,” hiss Rendi is now irritated.

“Did My ummiku make his innocent santri into a debater like you? Huh huh? Come on, Nila, why should we argue. I'm just asking for a minute. Wrong if we stand in the way of people just to argue like this, sit down let's talk!” replied Rendi slightly raised and provoked emotions.

Nila who had also restrained herself and acted as someone else slightly jolted and could not speak. And Rendi who saw that did not waste the opportunity, for the second time, he grabbed Nila's hand without permission and dragged her to sit on the nearest bench even though there was no table with Fatma.

“Sit down, do not you argue anymore, on the basis of your Babamu and our religion forbid you to sit together, here there are many people and we are not both!” said Rendi out of her authoritarian nature and a little bluffing.

Nila was forced to obey, but still did not stare, Nila was shocked to realize she was embarrassed to make a scene in a public place.

Fatma and her husband were relieved, because Nila and Rendi had already sat down. For Fatma, her job was to bring them together. Whether they can make peace and reconcile or not, it is up to God and run.

And at the table Rendi, now two people of different ages and different genders are silent despite facing each other.

Nila continued to look down, the longer it looked keki and awkward because Rendi teruus looked at him. Until Fatma who became his security guard, why, Rendi did not open the conversation.

For a long time, Nila who tried to survive with her attitude faded, the tag began to itch if she had to be silent, her neck bones began to stiffen until she was forced to lift it and just as she looked up, rendi's eyes were right in front of him. Until Nila who had dared to be vibrating gerogi stared continuously in close proximity, she also inevitably opened the original conversation.

“Do you force me to sit here just to watch this? If so please let me go home!” nila said later.

Rendi who had been observing Nila and who knew what was in her brain smiled at Nila's question. Nila became keki.

“Yesterday you called me Mas? Can't you call me Mas anymore?” Asked Rendi in a much softer tone of complaint and loving. Rendi took a pause in silence turned out to be a lot of processing taste and now more courageous.

Of course Nila immediately looked up and squinted her eyes in shame hearing that. “Ehm...,” dehem Nila blushed, confused what to answer. But Nila's heart and brain kept saying, the fact that Rendi's intention to marry him was so bad and painful.

“Come on, don't be tense and embarrassed!” said Rendi interrupted again because Nila was silent.

“Sorry, Sir. It seems that Mr. Rendi should remember. Monday and Tuesday are different, and so are we!” reply Nila with allusions.

Nila continued to maintain her confidence and determination obeying Baba and forgetting Rendi.

Unfortunately, Rendi did not heed Nila's words.

“I was wrong with you, I'm sorry! I was wrong in my initial intention of marrying you, I'm sorry!” said Rendi conveying her meaning.

Nila heard that her heart was actually quite trembling, and Nila was silent not answering.

But Nila's defense was strong enough, her heart kept whispering, don't waver, she didn't love you Nila. Remember the words Baba and Kak Jingga. Until Nila also chose to bow her face did not want to look at Rendi.

“I've forgiven Mr Rendi!” answer Nila briefly.

“Sorry also because I have lied from my friends about you and ignored you, sorry because I was embarrassed to give you a wife, and I regret all that!”

“I've forgiven Father!” nila replied, It's still cold.

Rendi was stopped confused about what else to say, the goal was to apologize, and Nila also closed the conversation, while Rendi was not good at stale sins. They also returned to each other silent for a moment Nila did not stare until after tired they met again.

“Have you sir? I have to go home, excuse me!” said Nila immediately woke up because it could not stand their awkwardness.

“Let's refer to it!” said Rendi quickly, densely and briefly when Nila woke up.

“Gleg!” Nila who stood up and pushed back the chair became jolted and stopped.

“We're divorced hasn't even been a week, right? I don't even intend to divorce you! I'm sorry, I'll fix everything! Let's go back to being husband and wife. We started from the beginning, you like me right?” Ask Rendi plainly and smoothly.