Just take him for you
What's with Orchids?

"Can, it means we have to go to Jogja," said Angkasa spirit.

"Actually Mas Bimo and Kak Tia have asked what Pak Asa meant during the premiere yesterday."

"Then what did you say?"

"I haven't answered anything."

"Loh, I'm gonna seriously propose to you, Salma's not kidding around. They'll think I'm not serious." The sky looked at him disappointed.

"I don't want to go ahead, who knows all the settings."

"You can't believe it yet, let's go see your sister-in-law now." Space turns on his car and directs it to Salma's residence.

"Experience that makes me not rash in taking actions and decisions. I'm sorry if I've been disappointed, maybe this is how risky it is to have a relationship with a woman who is already a widow." Salma chuckled softly.

"What's wrong with your status? I'm not a single guy either. I'm a widower, Salma despite not having children like you." The sky nodded in disagreement.

"Mungin's news that's flourishing out there, it's never reached the ears of Forced Asa. People whisper behind us, questioning why a great Spaceman chose a widow to have two children. Women who have nothing to be proud of, careers are also just starting, the age is not young anymore like a newcomer artist who is still fresh. I honestly asked the same thing, why Pak Asa proposed to me. It was also very sudden because we had never had any commitments before. It is natural that I am not suspicious and unsure of the seriousness of Pak Asa?"

Salma looked at Angkasa who was focusing on his steering wheel. The folds of the man's forehead grew more and more. It seems he is thinking of the right answer so that there is no misunderstanding between them.

"Salma, you don't know me very deeply. Our meetings and introductions were very brief, I admit. But without you knowing it, Salma I was your fan a long time ago."

Salma chuckled quite loudly when Angkasa said that. How can a famous Capitalist have idols from the region, while he has not long entered the entertainment world in the big city.

"Yet you don't believe." Angkasa shook his head in disappointment but also smiled amusedly.

Suddenly Angkasa sang an old chat that became the name Salma when the radio broadcast first, until well-known until now.

"Remember this song?" Space glanced then hummed again. Salma just nodded while laughing. The Angkasa chant reminded her when the man proposed to her inside the cinema hall.

"This is my late mother's favorite song. When I was a kid, my mama was every morning when we were getting ready to go to school, always playing this song on our family's butut radio. Until this tune and song stick in my head."

"The song is good, the old song but can still be enjoyed in the present," said Salma.

"You're right, because I love that song so much I play it in the car on trips like this. Finally my late wife, so follow-up love my favorite song." Space chuckled with distant eyes.

Somehow when Angkasa reminisced about his ex-wife, Salma's heart throbbed uncomfortably. His wide smile instantly receded. Is he jealous of someone who is gone?

"Debby so know my habit. He plays that song every time we walk. And after he's gone, that song is a scourge to me. That song I never played again. Until one day, while I was on a trip alone, I heard your broadcast on the radio."

"My radio broadcast? Arrive in Jakarta?"

"That time I was often in Central Java, so I could catch your broadcast." Angkasa turned a glance and gave a sweet smile, but that smile already felt a little bland in his heart. He didn't like Angkasa saying a woman's name in such a sweet way.

'Debby has far more memories in the heart of Space, Salma. You're a new man nothing compared to his late wife!'

Salma gave a warning in him. He squeezed the bag in his lap. A trace of shame fell on his heart.

"At that time you were driving a nostalgic broadcast. I called your radio station and ventured to ask to play the song Orchid Bulan, when the time of request was opened. I was actually testing myself at the time, if I could listen to that song again." The face of space looks sad.

"Finally when you play that song. After a year I didn't dare listen to the song Orchid the Moon, that afternoon for the first time I listened to it again."

"Mm.m ...." Salma just nodded small. He had already lost his appetite for responding to the old story of Space.

As the sky turned to the side, he felt something different from Salma's voice.

"You sleepy?"

"No." Salma shook her head and straightened her back.

"But that's not the point," continued Angkasa.

"meaning?"

"For two weeks in a row I was in Jogja, I always requested the same song. Maybe if you remember."

"Oh yeah, I remember there were people who wanted to play the same song every day. My show's head of production got bored and upset, but it's still being obeyed." Salma chuckled softly.

"Yes, because I used dong's trick."

"Send food to the studio every day?"

Space chuckled loudly in response to Salma's accusation. He remembered the times when the radio station would play the same song every day.

"Studio children's panties ain't much of a protest. Wonder as much as one song, is not bosen dengernya?" salma Mumbles. Honestly he envied and jealous Angkasa has a memory with his ex-wife that is difficult to forget.

"No. I really like the song, but what makes me want the song to continue playing is not just like it. I've got a CD of even the vinyl records, but I'd rather play when you broadcast." Space looks at him inside. The man's face was suddenly serious.

"Why?" Salma's heart rhythm is beating faster.

"Because you turned it around. Every time after you play that song, you always sing along small until your broadcast ends."

"Until I'm called Salma the Moon Orchid." Salma smiled at her smile.

"I gave it that name."

"really?" Salma looked at him in disbelief, because indeed he never knew where the name came from. All of a sudden everyone called her the Salma Moon Orchid.

"Easy it is, if Angkasa already wants something will not fail," said Angkasa imperious.

Suddenly the look of Angkasa's face dimmed again, "I've fallen in love with you at that time. When my work in Jogja is done and tomorrow I have to go back to Jakarta, I want to come to the studio when you broadcast. Ye know? I brought flowers--"

"Purple orchid," sizzled Salma.

"Yes," Angkasa nodded, "But I was disappointed and sad when your co-worker there said, that you have not been found because your fiance is designing a surprise to propose to you. Then I left the flower in the receptionist and went straight back to Jakarta on the same day. I tried to forget the desire to meet and get to know you more deeply."

...❤️🤍...