Let Me Fall in Love
79. The Day of the Waiting

Ami finds it easy to find ideas to surprise Akbar's birthday. He asked Padma for help. By way of holidays together to Jakarta. But Padma was on vacation to Yogyakarta with her father and her mother. "Oh idea...come...come!.come!Why is it harder than memorizing the chemical formula" he lamented while dropping the body on the sofa.

In the lying position, Ami removed the phone from the used buffer pole with a video call with Akbar. There were several messages in the IPA 3 class group that were still discussing the report and congratulating him. In the family group, all of his brothers and sisters-in-law congratulated him. But there was one unopened voice message from Teh Puput.

"Ate.here to Jakalta. I want to give you a gift."

Ami's smile spread wide to hear Rasya's voice. Inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind. He replied with a voice note again, "Aaa..wait Ate come yes." A message that will be opened by all members of the group including Mother.

"May ma'am, I'm on vacation in Jakarta. Not long until the 2nd. The 3rd to go home. I've called the same Teh Aul. If I go to Jakarta, Teh Aul and Kak Panji will stay here." Ami seduced Mom in the afternoon while snacking on corn chips.

"When are you going to Jakarta?" Mother looks still cringing.

"The 30th of Saturday, ma'am. On July 3rd with Rasya. The Ucul wants me to take it first. If Puput Tea is the 5th with Kak Rama."

"Yes, can. Do not use travel. Sorted by Mang Kirman."

"Yes. Thanks Mom." Ami held Mom from the side and gave a kiss on the cheek. Incredibly happy. He did not think about the gift that Puput would give. The main goal is to Jakarta in order to surprise the special person who will be birthday on July 2.

Friday becomes a relaxing time at home as well as the preparation of packing clothes into a small suitcase. It can not linger in Jakarta because it must help the preparation of his mother's marriage. Family outfit affairs already have Aul and Panji handling. Of course Sundari boutique products. She was assigned to accompany her to a beauty treatment clinic three days before the wedding.

"Wa'alaikum hail, dear Ami. Aih, his seneng called the prospective ghost." Mama Mila sounded cheerfully received a call from Ami.

Ami chuckled as well as blushed in embarrassment. "Will you be busy?" He sat on the edge of the bed after closing his suitcase that was ready for tomorrow morning.

"Mom again spa. But we can still talk. What's up, honey?"

"This Ma......" Ami conveyed the plan he had prepared as well as asking for an opinion. The conversation that was responded to was very enthusiastic by Mama Mila that lasted up to fifteen minutes. So he ended with a smile.

Tonight there was no video call from Akbar as he was attending his relationship anniversary. Just get to know each other through the chat app.

The night changed in the morning. Light exercise every morning should always be done Ami in addition to fitness also to maintain the flexibility of his body as a silat athlete. Then he took a shower and wore casual clothes. Prepare to go.

"Panda, salim first. I'm going to Jakarta to go to Panda. Moga surprise her smoothly. You're fine in the room huh." Ami kissed the hand of the Panda doll sitting and leaning on the head of the bed. Then tidying up the rasfur fur on the head of his favorite doll. Then out of the room with a suitcase and sling bag.

"Mom, Teh Aul he said to this place later this afternoon." Ami prepared to start breakfast by pouring rice on her mother's plate first.

"Yes, I called Mom too. Later Ami scolded Mang Kirman if he craved. If you're tired, ask for a break."

Ami listened to Mother's advice which was certainly for the sake of safety. Considering the trip was far more than six hours long. After eating, he also prepared to leave the house accompanied by Mother and Bi Ela. Mang Kirman is heating the car while wiping the car body and all the glass. With prayers and prayer accompaniment and mother's embrace, the journey to Jakarta begins.

"Where are you?" Rasya appeared to fill the screen of Ami's phone during the two-hour journey.

"It's just until Nagreg Circle. Just gonna go on the toll. Aa again what?"

"Aa abis belenang sama Umma. Ate Panda doll just as Kunti not invited?"

"Cunti - kunti. Cutie that's it." Ami pretended to put on a sullen face.

"Aahaha." Rasya laughed off. Little has inherited the ignorant nature that descends from his Ate. The welfare also applies daily to all residents of the house.

Until entering the toll, the video call is still connected. Sometimes Puput that appears on the screen and also the little Rayyan. Ami also responded casually while snacking on offerings brought from home.

***

"Jakarta, I'm coming." Shouted Ami inwardly as soon as he set foot in the yard of his first brother's house. He reflects the mood with a cold face and sparkling eyes. The journey counted smoothly until arriving at half-three. Aching and tired can be treated with a good night's sleep. For sure, he is happy now. A step closer to his future priest.

Rasya prancing excitedly welcomed the arrival of Ami on the terrace. He helped pull the suitcase and also had to sleep in his room. Ami also complied. But first handed a plastic box containing shrimp pelas and pepes cork made by his mother for Puput.

The sparkling pup receives the gift. "Great.this rare food. Take it to the kitchen first. Ami want to eat now, right?"

"Later ah still full was eating at the rest area. Just want to fall."

Puput let Ami and Rasya up the stairs. I know the closeness of my son and his sister.

[Cutie, relax?]

[Vc yuk]

Ami read a message from Akbar so that he lay down his body on Rasya's mattress. "Whoops!" the strangulation is spontaneous while sitting.

"Wow what, Ate?" Rasya jumped into the soft springbed without the bed with a rubric toy. He peeked at the screen of the phone that his Ate was holding.

"Sir papa. Can I play rubik?" Ami distracts. But he used to reply to Akbar's chat.

"Song dong. Aa also wants a pintel like Ate."

Moving clocks change day to night. Dining chairs increase fillers with the presence of Ami. The foursome meal after the magrib was relaxed.

"How many days in Jakarta?" Rama looked at his sister-in-law whom Rasya had been feeding on.

"Tuesday home, Brother. At home it's hard to prepare for Mom's show." Ami feeds the pudding into Rasya's mouth after eating back playing rubik.

"If so tomorrow the streets as much as Puput Tea and Rasya. All Ami choose for themselves what gifts. Brother Rama can't follow. Want to play some golf with Papi."

"She was also subtly invited, Papa." Rasya Protest.

"Yes. Rayyan is also coming." Rama's errata forgets if it should be diabsen detail in front of his eldest son.

In other places there are people who are upset because the Sunday night feels gray. I've invited Ami twice to vc this afternoon and tonight. But Ami could not be invited to video calls or phone calls on the grounds of the arrival of a cousin who was staying at his house. Akbar took a long breath. Opening the balcony window of the room and staring at the deep black sky decorated with stars. No friend calls for a hangout. His weekly nightly expectations were filled with laughter with Ami.

The gray night that was finally filled with work, had changed by morning. Akbar is excited to stretch because this week morning is filled with gowes activities along with a route of 30 km. Leo will meet at the start location. He said to Mama Mila and Papa Darwis who prepared to jog at the location of the car free day.

"Pa, Mama can't wait to pick Ami up tomorrow to Rama's house. Our bachelor will get a surprise at the office later. Mama has asked Leo for help too, make love Gita duty outside the office first. He was afraid that he would not accept seeing his candidate Akbar. It could be too bad." Said Mama Mila who then finished tying her shoelaces.

"Mama don't be so excited. Precisely the excitement of Mama can make Akbar suspicious. That's just overgrown." Papa Darwis combed his mustache with his fingers while glazing onto the phone screen.

"Kan Mama's crush ginya not seen Akbar. Dah ah, let's go for the hot hunt." Mama Mila holds the arm of her husband who is still a henchman tidying up the mustache.

***

[Chat yes, brother. If the phone or vc can not be until July 3. My cousin kept sticking to it]

Akbar read a reply from Ami on this Monday night. Again got a rejection that he had to understand for one reason. Backstreet. From Saturday night until Monday night, he did not hear Ami's voice let alone look at her beautiful and carefree face. So long.

Akbar felt that something was different and changed with Ami's habits. Tumben since yesterday week until now, chat was often answered delay and there are no catchy sentences. Just reply briefly. "Is Ami any more trouble? But usually do you always vent?" his mind kept guessing.

Okay, he's asking until July 3. Disabarin.

Akbar concluded himself in order to maintain his positive thinking towards Ami. Better to sleep now. Tomorrow is his special date. In the office will usually be greeted by surprises from employees. And he smiled knot. Until now, Ami did not know his birthday. It's okay, he thought. To him, only Cutie was the priority. It will be his birthday on August 3.

Welcome to monday. The spirit of starting activities and routines. Akbar was tidy with an old gray long-sleeved shirt wrapped around his slender belly. Hurry down the stairs while carrying a briefcase. Today there are two important meetings to run. His stamina and spirit were visible on the fresh aura of the face. Evidence ready to face challenges.

"Happy birthday, baby." Mama Mila opened her hands beside the dining chair. Welcoming Akbar who will have breakfast together. He also clutched the back of Akbar who hugged him. "Both the best prayer always Mama said to Akbar. Bless your age, son." He rubbed the back of the child full of love and haru.

"Aamiinu. Mama also may always be healthy, always happy, long life." Akbar unraveled the embrace and kissed the back of the hand of the mother who had given birth to him with reverence.

"Barakallah fii umrik bujang son of Papa. Always keep a low profile. Success of the afterlife." Papa Darwis hugs Akbar. A little word but full of meaning.

"Aamiinu. Thanks Pa. Same prayer for Papa." Akbar kissed the back of his papa's hand with reverence.

"Special breakfast this morning, Mama made rice tumpeng. It's delicious, Akbar just as Papa should eat. This is Mama making her own from dawn. Not helped by bibik. They want their own homemade puree. For the handsome son of a happy mother. Want to buy a birthday cake with candles but Akbar does not like it. It was like a little boy. Yes, it's just rice tumpeng decorated with vegetables and side dishes. But the work....."

"Ma, when do you eat it? Papa wants to meet this morning." Papa Darwis cut off the fiery wife's presentation. While Akbar chose to hide the smile behind the glass he was gulping. Not brave frontal.

"Jaelah Papa. Wait, Mama's done talking to napa." Mama Mila leaned towards her husband. "Where did ya. It's just forgetting. Let's eat!"

While at Puput's house, Ami relaxes on the back porch alone. Just got word from Mama Mila if Akbar has left for the office. He who will give a surprise even deg-degan himself waiting for time. In an hour, Mama Mila will pick him up. Fortunately while telling Puput, her brother did not ask much so as to give her permission. Maybe because I already knew that Mama Mila considered her the youngest child.

"Care, Papa!" Rasya always followed Umma Puput to the terrace that drove Papa Rama to work. Also told his sister who carried Umma to equally wave their hands. Until the car driven by the driver exits the gate. He pressed the remote, then the gate closed automatically.

"Umma, which Ate?" Rasya who had run in first, came back out to meet Umma who was watching Rayyan being fed by mbak.

"When you go home to Ciamis maybe." Puput deliberately insulted Rasya. His son's face changed. He also chuckles. "That's Ate...." He pointed at Ami who had just entered from the back door.

"Ih, Ate dicali...." Rasya turned carefree and ran into Ami's body.

"Teh, Mama Mila retract again. Keep the boy!" Ami playing code with Puput. Because Rasya will definitely want to come along.

"If only Teteh had gone first. Let's keep. Aa, let's go to Oma's. We want to see Oma's granddaughter's circumcised friend."

"Ant invited, Umma?"

"Ate at home first take care of adek. Yuk ah get ready! Umm take the bag first." He climbed the stairs to his room. Before long, back with a bag and a hat Rasya. His appearance was already neat since he was planning to go with Mami Ratna.

"Not crying, yeah. Aa the pelvis isn't long."

Rasya's words made Ami laugh. He kissed the nephew's cheek with anxiety.