Love But Different
Episode Twenty-Two

Mentari had risen from the eastern horizon, the sound of chicken crow belonging to the host had been heard, up to my room.

After the dawn prayer, I went straight to sleep again. Because I'm not working today, plus I'm not feeling well.

The white mist still enveloped a part of the area, it was visible from my bedroom window. I saw the white mist still lingering spoiled, plus droplets of dew soaking the leaves of my plants hanging on the porch of the room.

* Trig ... Trings ... *

I snorted in annoyance, still early in the morning like this, the voice of the phone had broken the silence.

After I saw, it turned out that Mother was calling.

*What's up? still morning like this already called, my mind*.

" Hello, Assalamu'alaikum, Mommy." I said politely.

" Walaikumsalam, is it work today or not?" ask Mommy. I caught, Mother's voice is a little different today, she was like being upset.

" Gak Bun, why?"

" You're home today too" he said unfriendlyly.

" Why is Bun? tomorrow Sani has to work." I explained.

" Mother don't want to know, anyway you have to go home today!" her toilet.

I was surprised, when I heard Mother's voice half-snaps.

" What the hell is Bun, really?"

" Not much to ask, go home now!" knock it over again.

Mother immediately decided the phone call without further ado.

And I, the more confused he is. Why is it suddenly like this, what is it?

For a moment, I thought of Dad. Huh! no way, no .. no, I mumbled.

Then I immediately got out of bed, and got ready to take a shower and went home, as Mother requested.

And then, I called Lisa, my coworker. And tell him that I'm not going to work tomorrow, so Lisa can let me go to my boss.

" Lisa?" I'll sweep it on the phone.

" Sani, what's wrong? tumben early in the morning blind already nelfon." he said.

" Sa, I'll permit you tomorrow." I said.

" Why is that?"

" I don't go to work tomorrow, I want to go home today, I'm told by Mother." I explained.

" Oh that ... "

" Can ya? please."

" Okay, one day, right?" ask Lisa.

" Yes, just one day."

" Okay, yeah."

" Thank you." I said.

The phone call ended. Then I quickly moved and stepped up, towards the bathroom.

***

After traveling for about three hours, at exactly 11 p.m., I had already arrived home. Seems lonely, I don't know, where they all go.

* Tok ... Gts ... *

" Ashiramu'alaikum ... Mother, Father?" call me while knocking on the door.

After a while, the door of the house opened. I saw my sister, Sandi, who opened the door. He also shouted with excitement when he saw me coming home, especially when I brought his favorite grapes.

" Sani's sister?" her screeches were jubilant.

" Sandi, Mother of the same Father where?" ask me while messing with my beloved sister's hair.

" It's inside" said the 8-year-old.

" Now, for you." I said as I thrust out a black plastic, filled with grapes.

" Asikkk ... thanks mbak." he said then ran into the house.

I just shook my head to see the behavior of my sister, who was eleven years different from me.

After putting the motorbike in the house, I immediately went inside, and went straight to the backyard. I saw Father and Mother sitting in a chat, like a pair of Romeo and Juliet.

" Dad, Mother." I said as I kissed the back of her second hand, alternately.

" Healthy?" ask Dad.

" Thank God, Daddy himself?" I said back to asking.

" Thank you be healthy, thanks to your prayers as well" said Dad smiling.

I don't know why, that day I saw the look on Mother's face, not so friendly. Seemed sour and indifferent, not as usual.

" Mother, how are you?" I ask the woman who has contributed to my life.

" Good." she replied briefly.

I also sat on a chair of woven rattan.

" Eat first there, after that there is something Mother wants to talk about." said Mother.

" What's Bun about?" I started to wonder.

" Feed first" said Mother again.

" I'm still full Bun." I replied.

For a moment Mother let out a long sigh, like something was holding back. Maybe this is what makes Mother, asking me to go home.

" San, Mommy wants to talk seriously with you" concluded Mommy, making me a little anxious.

" What's up, Bun?" my question starts to pry.

" Mother really does not expect you, why never frankly with Mother" he said, making me more confused.

" What does Mother mean?"

" You're really dating Rendi?"

I nodded slowly.

" That means you know who Rendi is?" ask Mother again.

I just nodded. Suddenly my heart was racing, for some reason worry began to creep into my mind.

" Why don't you ever say that you and Rendi are different?!" toilet Mother, with a high tone.

" Mother, what?" I started to get nervous.

" Do you need to clarify Sani? You know, you and Rendi are different religions?"

Mother's words really made me limp for a moment. The blood flow just whirred, the bones were smashed.

" Mother, calm down first." said Father trying to calm Mother, who began to be fiery.

" What? chill out! Dad, look at this kid!" the toilet is loud.

" Mother, I can clear it." I said while looking down.

" Mother doesn't think the same as you, Sani. What if you were to marry her?"

" rendy ... Rendi wants to come with me Bun." I explained.

" What? Mommy didn't hear wrong, Sani?"

" Rendi wants to go, change religion."

"Sani heard Mother, if Rendi moved because of her love for you, one day she could change and return to her original religion. Because what? because he converted not because he wanted to deepen our religious knowledge, but only because of his love for you!"

Mother's emotions look fiery.

" You see it's Riana, the son of Wak Umar. In the past, she was like you, and married and her husband converted. Butwhat? a year and two years married, everything is still fine, but the following year, you know now? Riana so moved, follow the religion of her husband, and Mother does not want you like that."

Slowly I started crying. This is the moment I feared, if I had to be frank with both my parents.

" It's not just about Sani's love, but it's about creed, about belief, about guidance, his direct relationship to God, the same God SWT."

" But Mother ... "

" You want to play with religion?"

I shook my head slowly, my tears were getting louder.

" The point is, Mother does not want, if until you follow her religion!"

" It won't be possible Mother, believe in Sani."

" Already Sani, Mother asks you to, end your relationship with Rendi. And from now on, you don't have to go back there anymore" said Mother made me jerk.

" But Mother, I have to work."

" No need, you're out of your job. If only to support you, meet your needs, Mother and Father are also still able to." said Mother.

" But Bun."

" Mother just does not want, if you are still there, you can meet as you like with Rendi. Udah, all must end, this has become the decision of Mother and parents Rendi." said Mother then rose from her seat, leaving me and Dad who are still silent.

I still cry as much as I can, enjoying the bias of sadness. Father, who was sitting on my right side, slowly started rubbing my shoulders.

Dad is like that, seems calm and unpretentious, in any situation. Different things with Mother.

" Sani?" call Daddy soft.

I turned my head, and looked at Father's aging and wrinkled face.

" What Mother said was right. I know, this is your choice, you love the young man, but it's about faith and knowledge, Sani " said Dad slowly. He looked calm, while sipping his favorite black coffee.

" But Dad ... "

" There's no bargaining in this, think about it all son, lest you regret it later."

" Sani won't go with Rendi Yah."

" Better, find a partner who believes in us, son, who can guide you" said Father, then move on from his seat.

I was silent, contemplating while continuing to cry. My heart is broken, my feelings are really sad. But I know, what Mother and Father said is all true. But somehow, I love Rendi too much.

Seriate....