Let Me Fall in Love
98. Start Spreading

Ami walked in front of Papa Bagja as he entered the yard of the house. Horror music has been pounding in imanination ever since he opened the pedestrian-only iron turnstile. Spur the heart racing and tense as the view swept a row of cars parked in the garage whose doors were still wide open. Is there a striking color between the black and white of the vehicle belonging to the Enin family? That's the yellow.

"Enin, healthy?" Sapa Pak Bagja so shook hands with Enin Herawati in the middle room. For a moment he chatted casually with sepuh who is always friendly to anyone. There was Anjar and Padma's father who was also gathered in the lounge room.

"Sir general, don't go home yet. Eat here first. Abis magrib we eat together." Enin was always happy to call Mr. Bagja with the call of Mr. General. Comfortable like that.

"Hatur nohun, Enin. I just ate before I went here. God willing another time. This is me jajap Ami said he wanted to nginep here. I want to go straight to magrib." Mr. Bagja glanced at his watch. Estimated six minutes adzan magrib.

Be Mr. Bagja home ushered Anjar's father to the terrace. There are no yellow supercars in the yard. He concluded there was no Akbar in the house. I don't know if it's tonight. But he gave confidence to Ami can maintain the attitude in the association. He also believed that Enin Herawati could be a wise old man.

"Go home, Mas Anjar. Next we are scheduled to coffee together at Cafe Dapoer Mother." Mr. Bagja shook hands with Enin's son-in-law.

"Ready, Kang Bagja. Krishna I will take it. He's gonna slide into Ciamis. While karokean tembang memories yes we. Haha." The two flamboyant looking middle-aged men also laughed crisply together.

Ami and Padma move into the room. Ami was already impatient to want to listen to the supposed story during eavesdropping on Akbar and Enin's talk.

"Padma, really, it was a real horror right through the gate. What if there's a car of Akbar inside? Later, Papa thought, I'm asking Enin to help you meet Kak Akbar. Nginep mode. Thank God, there is no yellow. It's wrong that I don't know if Akbar is still in Enin or has gone back to the hotel." Ami sat on the edge of the bed accompanied by a long breath.

"When I got home about three and a half. Anyway from the time Kak Akbar came, a long chat with the three Mother. Break prayer and eating, followed by talking together with Enin. The hen."

"Let's tell me what Padma heard!" Ami raises both legs and crosses while carrying the bolster to the lap.

"It's adhan, Marimar. We pray first, njai first, new Padma story." Padma smiled grinningly seeing Ami patting the eel.

"Spil used to be a little bit oruh, Munaroh. I've been in the middle of the day." Ami put on a face full of plea.

"How does it feel to be hanged, Marimar?" Padma giggles. "That's how it feels when Padma waits for an explanation of who APB is. Same ye, Marimar." He changed into a laugh and saw Ami dropped her back until she fell into the middle of the bed.

After teaching, Padma kept his promise. Tell me what he heard all this time. With an outline of Enin's support for Akbar. While Bunda Ratih chose neutral depending on the decision of the Sekar Mother only.

"Say Mother analogizes if Padma anyone proposes, Mother also will not be rash to make a decision. Must be thoughtfully thought out. So it's only natural that you ask for a moment. It must be understood with Brother Akbar." Padma Pungkas.

Ami mangosteen. Curiosity has been answered. And he was open-minded to understand Mom's decision this afternoon. After the discussion, he accompanied Padma at the dinner table for the last meal.

"Want to come here again, Mi?" Enin asked Ami and Padma to sit together on the sofa after eating.

"Yes, Enin. Half-eight he said." Ami delivered a chat from Akbar ten minutes ago.

"So afternoon Enin had heard the story from Akbar. Now Enin wants to ask Ami. Honestly answered yes, Mi. Is Ami really ready for a young wedding?" Enin began to observe Ami's face. He has his own way of judging people.

"God is ready, Enin. Get married first, keep going to college." Ami answered straightforwardly.

"What if Ami wants to marry her? I want to give you a gift of what."

Ami shook her head. "Kak Akbar said the same to me, also said in front of Mom and Papa, if it's already married, my tuition business is his responsibility. If there's no promise of a gift, Enin."

Enin. Patting Ami's thigh sitting next to him. "Enin just wants that same thing with Ami. Now Ami don't mind much. Still have a job to learn until graduation. Maintain achievement, show a good attitude because it is a proof of intent. Enin will not remain silent. Help your mother."

"Ready, Enin. Thank you very much, Enin." Ami hugged a sepuh who was already considered like her own grandmother.

Padma smiled broadly to feel the happiness of Ami who got additional supporters. Not long after that, the bell rang. "Ami opened the door. Like Panda from the land of bamboo curtains that come," he said accompanied by a smirkai jahil.

Ami got up from his seat and did not forget to pinch the shoulder Padma passed through him. Make her bestie grimace then giggle. Padma's guess is right. When he opened the door, there was Akbar who stood up while smiling sweetly like a gulali. "Sorry, Brother. Pharmacies close. Come back tomorrow." Ami was ready to close the door again. Akbar held him back.

"Hey, Neng. I don't want to buy medicine. I'm a courier nganter package. Here's..." Akbar lifted the pizza he was carrying.

"Oh, this is not the courier that was yesterday."

"What was yesterday?"

"The one yesterday was present in my dream and took me to the head." Ami poked his tongue out.

Akbar chuckles. Lose the empty start one with Ami's fist.

"Here's the package. Time is held." Ami opened her palm. Still standing blocking the entrance.

"Later first. Let it be free, you have to answer this kang courier's guess first."

"Ready, Akang. Try to fight Temperature Ami." Ami raised her eyebrows. Fold both hands on the chest. Makes Akbar laugh again.

"What's the English done?"

"End."

"Printer."

"If Akang is merged with the English is finished, so what?"

"Akangend?!"

"Same. I miss you too. It's really kangen." This time it was Akbar who had the tongue.

"Ish ish ish. It's meleyot, Kang." Ami held the door handle as if holding the body from falling. Score one the same.

Akbar laughed crisply. "Udah ah's. Here's the pizza."

"Not yet to enter. I want to be combined again." Ami sulked while receiving the big box sized pizza.

Akbar chuckled as Ami scuttle his steps. "What a race. All I'm saying to you is serious, Cutie. I even have a book writing project now. And the source of inspiration is you."

"Yes, seriously. Ah, I was about to surprise. Later on he will be told when launching."

Ami smiled broadly. "What book is that? Spill dong!"

"Our marriage book."

"Ishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Hold the pizza again! I want a salto first."

Akbar's laughter and Ami's furore rang out into the living room. Even up to the back porch where Anjar and Bunda Ratih's father were relaxing together. Weekly nights while strumming guitars and singing.

"Enin don't be weird. Marimar seems to be fighting over Akbar." Padma giggled after answering Enin's gaze that looked astonished.

The person being talked about now came over and sat down to fill the empty sofa. No more talk of blessing. Everything is obviously just a matter of time. This weekly night is filled with casual chat together. Even Anjar and Bunda Ratih's father then joined. One pizza box becomes a snack. And at half-ten, Akbar returned home to the hotel.

***

Sunday afternoon in the afternoon, at the house of Ibu Sekar again Akbar who will return to Jakarta. This time, Ami who deliberately welcomed because this plan had been discussed last night chatting at Enin's house.

"Where are you, Mom?" Not just a stale question. Akbar did hope Mr. Bagja was also present. In order to be able to judge her who had serious intentions towards Ami.

"Father again to Cipatujah nengok shrimp pond. Come home tonight." Ibu Sekar invited Akbar to drink iced oranges that had just been served. He was friendly as usual. Although now already know if all this time his cousin Rama came to the house because there is a purpose.

"Mom, Akbar wants to go back to Jakarta. Akbar will be patiently waiting for an answer from Mom. God willing, the middle of next month will come again."

"Wait to hear from Mom, Mas Akbar. Don't come here yet."

"There is no answer or already, Akbar will stay in touch again here, Mom. There are also jobs in the lake."

Mother Mekar relented by nodding. Ami is just a listener. Until Akbar also said his farewell after sipping half a glass of orange ice.

"Greetings to you, Mom." Akbar said after kissing the hand of Sekar's mother.

"Yes. I'll tell you later."

"Mom, can you take Brother Akbar forward?" Ami looked at Ibu Sekar with a spotlight full of requests. And his mother answered him with a nod.

In front of the wide-open gate, Ami noticed Akbar opening the car door. Told him to wait.

"A birthday delay. I purposely love her right now when I go home." Akbar carved out a smile while giving the small paper bag he had taken from inside the car.

Ami looked surprised. Doubtful to receive a paper bag that has been stretched. "There's no time with Tommy. Flowers and chocolates are."

"That's not a gift. Just a surprise birthday."

"Surprise birthday or surprise publish?" Ami squinted her eyes. Akbar chuckled and replied, "Both."

"I'm home. Remember, Cutie. Everything will be fine as long as we respond calmly. Don't bother with your concentration, baby." Akbar stared warmly at the girl in the final minutes of the separation.

Ami smiled and nodded. Can not say because it was melted first by the words of love and warm the gaze of the idol man. He answered Akbar's greeting and got into the car. Finally, waving your hands is accompanied by a prayer of salvation in the heart for the loved one.

At night and a half nine, Ami got a chat from Akbar who said he had reached home. A news that relaxes the heart and calms the mind. He can also calmly continue studying.

At the same time at the residence of Rama's house, Puput handed over the husband's cell phone which kept ringing in the nightstand. While the owner was busy playing lego with Rasya who did not want to sleep.

"Father, Mami's calling."

Rama fixed his sitting position. Receiving incoming calls without moving.

"Rama, haven't slept yet, have you?"

"Yet. This is another lego game with Rasya. What's up, Mommy?" Rama heard an unrelenting tone from his birth mother.

"Have you heard from Ciamis yet?"

"What news?"

Puput who was observing the activities of Rasya, suddenly looked up to hear the words of Rama. She watched her husband's expression.

"Hm, that means you don't know yet. Just now Aunt Ratih called Mami. Said Akbar came to propose to Ami yesterday."

"Oohh."

"Cause relax, he replied. My mom was recently shocked. So Rama knows?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Do you know it means something too?"

"Not yet."

"Ouch, Rama. Why is the answer short. Explanation by dong." Mami Ratna's voice sounded anxious.

Rama smelled a smile. "His sister is near me, Mommy. He doesn't know anything."

Puput knits both eyebrows because the name is called. Stare with Rama with sign language to ask for an explanation.