
"Om Akmal."
My chest was like being hit by a big hammer. That name reminds me of the person I miss every night.
" His face looks like your son." The Celoteh nek Aminah.
My heart just doesn't get any better from going up and down. What if Zaskia is dating Akmal?
" God.what are these trials?" Mumbles.
The night is getting late, but my eyes do not want to be closed. Since hearing the words of El and grandma, my feelings have become unpleasant.
Wretched me? Why Zaskia? Couldn't Akmal find a more beautiful bule?
Why did the meeting I missed find a new problem in my life?
" O Allah, may the man close to Zaskia not be my Akmal, not his father El Akmal. Nor is it the man I miss every second, nor is it the man whose name I always speak in my prayers."
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Today Zaskia wants to come to my house with her friend. My feelings are starting to get bad. I'm afraid that the friend Zaskia will bring is my Akmal.
I'm still pacing around in the room. What clothes do I deserve to wear to welcome my sister and her tan.
El has been taking a shower since morning and I wear nice clothes. Because Zaskia said she would take us for a walk. Nek Aminah wanted me to invite, but he first refused on the grounds of drunk vehicles.
El's waiting on the porch. He could not wait for the coming of the tant.
I set my look in the mirror, the style of dress I wear to cover my thin body. I am not the kind of person who buys clothes. Even my clothes can be counted on fingers.
As long as I live independently, I attach more importance to El's needs, or I will save her.
The roar of the car stopped right in front of my house, El shouted in excitement while jumping up and down.
" Aunty..." Shouted El pleasure.
I peeked out of the room. Zaskia got down from the car gracefully. I feel inferior to my look. When compared to Zaskia, I'm more suitable in the name of ash upik.
I waited a long time for Zaskia's boyfriend to get out of the car. Until I heard Zaskia's voice looking for me, "El, which mother?"
" Mother's in the room, tan." Answer El.
I heard footsteps walking towards the room. I pretended to be busy with the decorations.
" Hi, mbak.." Zaskia greeted me kindly.
" Eh, Za."
I try to relax and not be nervous.
" Uda ready, ma'am? We're leaving now, aren't we?"
" Yes, I'll take a bag for a second."
" I'll wait in the car." Zaskia passed by leaving me.
I sighed heavily, Bismilbornrahmanirrahim.....
I step foot out of the house.vtak forgot to lock it.
It turns out that El dam Zaskia got in the car first.
I opened the car door, and immediately sat behind Zaskia.
" A ready to go?"
" god... That voice.." I stared at the back of my brother's friend.
" Am Akmal, where are we going?" Ask El with his pot.
" Animal gardener, El's been there?" Ask the guy.
My body feels cold. Without even looking at his face, I knew who this man was.
" Never, is it bun?" El asked me to speak.
" Eh, yes." Answer me nervously.
Whether because I was no stranger to my voice, suddenly the man looked back. The look we met.
" God, that's my Akmal..." I cheered in my heart.
I started to panic, afraid that he would be straight honest about our relationship with Zaskia.
" Mad, why?" Zaskia looked panicked.
" You sick, amas? If it hurts, we can cancel today's plan." Zaskia was confused.
A long time ago Akmal was silent, he just looked at me and El in turn. Or he still could not believe if he had to meet in a difficult situation.
" Om, how come you stop? We're not going to have a picnic?" El started whining.
Beyond my expectations, Akmal started the engine and started driving his car.
The atmosphere in the car was cold, silent and I almost froze. Or just my feelings.
Only El and Zaskia chattered.
We arrived at the zoo. Akmal gave Zaskia money to buy an entrance ticket. Unsuspecting us, Zaskia took El. Now it's just me and Akmal. Was Akmal on purpose?
We looked at each other, but our mouths were both locked. For a few seconds until, " hi, how are you?" The greeting finally came out of his mouth.
" Good." Answer's short.
" El, it looks a lot like me." Sickly reveal.
From a distance Zaskia and El looked cheerfully walking towards us.
El ran ahead of his tant.
" O.m.this is the ticket." El handed over some tickets to Akmal.
Akmal took El in his arms, my eyes condensing to the sight before me. My daughter is comfortable with Akmal. If only El had known that his father was by his side.
I chose to sit alone on a long bench inside the zoo. While El is engrossed in touring with Zaskia and Akmal.
I just looked at them from a distance. Look at the familiarity that goes on between El and Akmal.
I can't imagine what would happen to Zaskia if I knew Akmal was the biological father, El. I'm afraid that Zaskia won't be able to accept this fact. I also feared that this fact would damage the brotherly relationship between me and Zaskia.
Looks like they're done circling the zoo to see all the animals here. Zaskia proudly held Akmal's hand. Something was pulsing in my chest. It hurts!
" Mother, I saw a lion."
" Oh yeah? See what else?" I asked while wiping the sweat on his face.
" There are elephants, tigers, snakes, camels." Speaks excited.
We opted out of the zoo to fill up the middle village and started screaming for fill.
When going to get in the car, "mother, El want watermelon dong."
Sontak Akmal looked at me. I threw away my sight.
" But buy sam o'm." Akmal held El's hand.
" It is very strange that the similarities of El and Akmal mas can be the same. His face is similar too." Zaskia looked at me suspiciously.
I just kept quiet. I don't know what to say to my sister.
" Mom, look! Like a betel nut on the two sides of them." Zaskia pointed towards El and Akmal.
I just shrugged, as a sign I didn't know.
" Don't El be Akmal's son, Mbak?" Chirps Zaskia.
I was shocked, even staring at Zaskia without blinking. Zaskia began to dare to guess, the more her guess was right.
" God, help your servant." My prayer in my heart.
El and Akmal go inside, they are fun to enjoy the watermelon that was bought earlier.
" Dad, you're like a betel nut on the same side of two tablets El." Again Zaskia expressed her opinion to Akmal.
" Uhuuukk.." Akmal could choke.
" Eh, I'm sorry baby, I was just kidding." Zaskia felt guilty.
I saw Zaskia's hand pat Akmal on the back gently. I who had just been a spectator was instantly jealous, God is it wrong that I am jealous?
Do you think it's wrong for Salsa to be jealous of Zaskia? Stay in the footsteps like come and follow me yes... Thanks