IMPLANTED APPLICATION [EXTREME PROPOSE]
[29] Likes and Griefs Are Always There

Dirga slammed his body into the bed at the mess staff after being unable to stem the fatigue from his work today. Working for more than eight hours non-stop, with a short rest period, makes Dirga must be smart-smart to make sense so as not to immediately faint from fatigue.

But now everything has paid off after a single-size soft mattress became his last destination.

Dirga felt a lot of fun along the way, because all the new crew really helped him well.

They are trainees who really work hard and do not mess with their dreams. Dirga so remember the first time he entered the school, he was the same as them. His spirit is pursuing dreams.

But now it feels different after going through several years of work on the railway. Tired of his dream was really felt, although after recalling his struggle, Dirga became proud of himself.

At least Dirga can still give thanks until now.

Half-closed his eyes, his phone vibrated.

A message from Mom.

From : Mom

A’, what are you doing? Are you on a break? Mama sure you do not immediately read, but clearly, do not forget your promise to go home two days before the event. Because you also have to fit wedding clothes again, and we have a study before the event.

Mama loves you.

Dirga smiled at his phone. Sometimes a lot of messages from Mama are abandoned in the notification and only read after a few days, but this time he can immediately read the message on time.

Type a reply message, it turns out Mama is still online and immediately read the message.

From: Mama

Oh ... it turns out you directly read yes, A’? Stubborn. Yes, well there. Mama wait for your return, yes …

She smiled after reading my message. He really looked at this marriage.

Dirga became overwhelmed

*

Five days from now, the wedding will be held soon. Preparations were already over ninety percent, only one was lacking, the groom. Dirga had promised to go home two days before the wedding.

Last night, Mama told Nina to stay at her house. Because the wedding day was near, and there was no reason for Nina to stay at her boarding house. After all, Nina will be a resident of this house as well. Nina agreed, but the plan was that the woman would come out of her boarding house after marriage later, for now Nina will stay at home with Mama.

"How, Nin? Doesn't it feel tight?" Mom asked when Nina finished trying her wedding dress.

The wedding plan Nina and Dirga will be held by carrying the Sundanese custom at the time of the contract, until the reception. There are only different colors for both times.

Dirga himself complained of being afraid of the road after seeing his clothes, but Mama's steadfast request made him give up in the end.

"Not tight, Ma."

Mama nodded.

"Yes, that's it."

"It looks fitting and suitable in the body of Mbak Nina, yes. Just waiting for Mas Dirga to fit. The plan is around the day after, huh, ma'am?” ask the designer.

“Iya, Ma'am. The day after tomorrow will be fittings again. But it's like we're just going to Mba Ila's place, huh?”

“Bby, Mom. Later we set the time for the day after tomorrow, yes.”

“Good Maid. Thank you yes ..” Break up Mama, usher the designer, Ma'am Ila, out.

After the death of Ms. Ila, Mama and Nina again sat down to talk about other things that they need to discuss.

"Oh yes Nin, at that time our discussion was not finished because you and Aa’ seemed uncomfortable discussing it together. Where does Nina want a honeymoon? Nothing, nothing to be ashamed of. It is natural that after marriage, the bride will honeymoon. Mama used to be. How about, Nin?" Ask Mom after they sit down.

Nina who had just finished sipping her drink, had stopped her movements for a moment. The shadow of going honeymoon with Dirga made Nina unable to think clearly. Surprisingly Nina not only thought about the holiday, she actually thought of other things that felt very taboo to do. In fact, they are legitimate if they do that later.

"Not knowing Ma, Nina was still confused. Mama will talk to Brother Dirga only, yes? Nina doesn't usually know where the honeymoon or vacation is." Nina gamang. Between bad, but want to look enthusiastic with Mama's language.

Nina was confused.

"If Mama asks Dirga, surely he does not want to discuss it, deh. Mama knows, Dirga used to take Mama for a trip to Europe. But because of community service work, he did not have much time to go on vacation. Usually just to get together with his friends or just chat all day with Mama."

"Sir Dirga is close with Mama?"

"Yes, she's close to Mama. Dirga was a quiet boy once. Especially since Mama has only depended on her since her sister died and Mama divorced Papa."

Nina was suddenly shocked. She was completely blind to the family origins of her future husband. She only knew that Mama was divorced from her ex-husband, and yes. She doesn't even know if Mama has another child who's dead.

"Sorry Ma, Nina doesn't know that you have a daughter?" Ask Nina.

Mama nodded slowly.

"Oh yeah, Mama never told you that before? Yes, Mama has a daughter. Dirga. Name's Icha. Farisa Mulia Radjasa. He died one day before he got married. At that time he was nineteen years old, two years different is the same age you are now. There was a man who proposed to her, her name was Aksa Bani. But when the trip comes back after the wedding rehearsal, they both die in an accident. Dirga is the only child of Mama." Mama's light looked strong.

Nina nodded. Quickly thinking about changing the topic.

"It's okay, Ma. Hopefully Nina can be the daughter of Mama later, although still, the position of the late Icha Tea can never be replaced by anyone." Nina said sincerely while touching both palms of Mama who felt warm.

“Thank you yes, Nin.”

Mama suddenly hugged Nina tightly.

The sadness of a person's departure can not be forgotten, even though for whatever time he has gone. My mom also felt what my mom used to feel.

The departure of his older brother who was lost when he was a child and possibly kidnapped by someone, until now there is no news.

Until the mother in the village can only pray the best for the safety and health of her brother if it turns out he may still be alive, or even no. The sophistication of communication tools and trackers is not the same as before and now, so that mothers can only resign and leave everything to the almighty.

The events that have taken place leave a mark that you cannot forget for almost twenty-five years.

...-...

Dirga packed all sorts of things into his backpack before returning home. Today, work hours are over. Next he will enjoy a holiday for one week after submitting for marriage leave, as well as the first time Dirga enjoyed a long vacation after entering the workforce.

“Calon manten face sumringah right. You married her, Dir?” The team-mates who completed the **** in tandem, approached Dirga while tidying up some items in her mess room. The man took a look at the number of items Dirga brought.

“A lot of your stuff right. I think some of these are gifts, Dir?” Ask Garih again.

“Yes, this is a gift from friends who might not be able to attend my wedding because of their shift. Do not know if they want to give gifts now, know this I brought a car when leaving yesterday.”

Raise one item.

“Ya already bro, I help deliver until your home. I also returned today.” Tawar Galih's.

Dirga put on a confused face.

“Lo by car? No need to, ngerepotin.”

“Buset, boy. Like anyone, lo? No, no. Here I bring it. Just put it in the car, I'll drop it off. Calculate replace your wedding gift with help between other people's gifts.” Kelakar Galih's.

Dirga laughing.

“Fuck, different again itumah.” Reply Dirga joking.

Now it was Galih's turn to laugh.

“Can be set boss. Bye, put it in my car. I'm parking first yes.”

After inevitably agreeing with Galih's offer to help bring all these gifts, Dirga moves out carrying a large bag in her hand.

Arriving at the parking lot, with a lot of tent, the man immediately approached Galih who was opening his trunk.

“Oke ... just this, Dir?” Ask Galih when the man finished putting Dirga's things in.

“That's it. The rest I brought in a backpack and a motor box.”

“Ya. Later I follow you from behind ya.” Galih said as he walked towards the wheel. Dirga then headed for his motorbike which was driven after making sure no items were left behind.

There is only marriage, Dirga thought with a laugh.