Love for Adita
Love For Adita 10

" O.ok, assume my words weren't right. Sorry, I have to go home now because there is..."

" Please come out, Doc. My door is still open." Cold speech.

Without further ado, the handsome Doctor Alfan came out of my house. Without waiting for it to pass, I immediately closed the door of this house tightly.

Huh. So hard my life. Is the widow's status a disgrace? Even I bear the status of a widow is not my wish. There are women who want to be widows. It is fate that makes women widows.

I'm thankful I haven't been in love with Doctor Alfan. He is handsome and educated, but that does not guarantee a person to have morals.

Allahs... I'm so tired...

***

The more days the condition of the papi is getting recovered. His bad temper slowly began to disappear. Like this morning, we were having breakfast chicken porridge.

" Dit.." call papi.

I was feeding the porridge into my mouth for a moment to stop my eating activity, "what's the matter pi?"

" I'm sorry papi.."

" I'm sorry for what? Papi there's nothing wrong with Adita."

" During yesterday's illness, papi must have troubled you, papi must have been fussy huh?" Papi said sadly.

" Papi was sick yesterday again, so naturally dong fussed. I'm willing to take care of the papi." Sincerely said.

" Dit, mommy, how are you not?" Ask papi.

Papi's question made me lose my mood.

Why do I have to talk about mom again?

" Mommy is happy pi. We don't have to talk about mom, pi. It doesn't matter."

" Your mom is pregnant?"

I was surprised to see papi. How can you remember?

" Did you know where?"

" If not wrong time papi met mami big belly. It's funny that your mom is pregnant again." Papi smiled to himself.

" Uda lahiran hasn't ya?"

" I don't know pi."

" If our uda's the neighbor looks yuk." Take papi.

I was surprised to hear Papi's call.

" Learn to forgive mom, Dit."

Without going to have a long argument with papi I just agreed to papi's request.

" With the papi in mind, mami has hijab huh?"

I nodded again, discussing my mother made my appetite disappear.

" Dear mom, Dit." Praise papi again.

" But not his heart pi." Oops! I closed my mouth because I was talking about my mom.

" You still have a grudge against mom?" Suddenly the face of the papi changed from being enthusiastic to flat. I feel guilty for not being good at pretending.

" Pi, sorry. Dita is just an ordinary human being. Dita can't be like papi. I can't pi." Because I was upset I slammed the spoon on the plate.

" Don't force Dita to forget all. Not Dita's will to be vengeful." Saying again.

" Sorry, papi is demanding on you."

Papi got up from his seat. He went into the room. The chicken porridge had not even been touched because he was too engrossed in discussing motherhood.

I tried to apologize to Papi, but baby, the door to the room was locked from the inside. Always say, "God, strengthen me in the face of the papi." Rintihku.

Too bored to be home, I decided to go back to work. I want to go back to my colorful world.

I was so quick to send a short message to Tristan, I hope there's still a chance for me.

No wait a long time I got a reply from Tristan (Just come Adita, tomorrow you can go straight to work.)

I cheered happily, there was a happy feeling raging in my chest.

I can't wait to wait for tomorrow.

***

I look at my look in the mirror. I want to feel like I'm emigrating. A long-standing desire, yet I have not dared to make it happen.

I want to be an expensive woman and be a classy woman. I believe, if a good woman someday God will also send the best soul mate for her. If Dani is good to me, God is not good to me.

All this time I have always performed by showing my aura. Without shame I always wear jeans that are sometimes only limited to the thighs, anyone is free to look. I remember mami, last time we met mami had looked charming, her hair was covered with hijab. Sanggu, I was enchanted, but all were defeated by a grudge burning in the chest.

" God, I just want to be a good woman and live without vengeance." My complaint is in my heart.

I open the closet, there are only a few gamis that I rarely use. The rest of my clothes are mini. It seems I've been going the wrong way for a long time.

" Pardon me God."

May I be able to Istiqomah.

***

Today I decided to go shopping for clothes. No longer a mini dress that became my choice, but clothes that fit Islamic sharia.

I shop so much. I also choose clothes that I can wear to work. Hope Tristan doesn't mind my performance.

There's a sense of pride in myself. I can finally make my dream come true.

After all the things I needed I got, I went home immediately. Afraid of losing papi. Because papi was snooping when I went shopping earlier.

Thank God I finally got home. I opened the door, Papi was watching television.

" Ashalamu'alaikum papi..." My greeting is cheerful.

Papi gawked at my appearance.

He rubbed his eyes many times.

" Is this really Adita? Papi's son?"

I smiled shyly.

Papi stood up, he looked at me unblinking. The next second small beads dripped from his two eyes.

" Papi's son.huuuuu..."

Papi nangis's.

I was so confused. What happened to papi? Does papi not like my new look?

" But why?"

Huhuu....

Instead of answering papi instead continued his cry.

I can only shake my head. Since he had a mild stroke, his emotions became unstable.

I rubbed his shoulder, "cup papi don't cry..." I persuaded papi like a child.

Long enough to wait for Papi to calm himself. I let Papi take his feelings off. So that papi does not feel depressed.

I was sitting next to the papi, hearing the sound of a papi cry to me was like listening to music. I'm trying to enjoy all the childish behavior of papi. Although at first I had emotions, but gradually I began to understand papi.

An hour. two hours. Papi finally stopped crying.

He looks at me softly.

" Papi's done?" My toot.

Papi nodded.

" Papi why are you crying?"

" The fire is moved by your appearance. Beautiful as an angel of heaven. Papi likes to see you now." Plain papi.

" Thank God if you like. I want to hijrah pi, want to be a good woman who does not burden papi in the afterlife." Sad say.

" Thank you, son. Papi is proud of you. Hope you find a soul mate who can really take care of you." Papi.

" Doain me yes, pi. Doain me so I can find a man who is like a papi."

" Don't be like papi, papi isn't a good man, papi doesn't manage to educate mami."

" It's not papi that doesn't work, but mami who is not grateful to have a husband as good as papi."

"Passion for us yes, pi." I hugged the old man in front of me. A man who loves me sincerely.

" Pi, I'll start work tomorrow."

" You work? Wh why? Are our savings over?"

" Pi, I'm home alone, maybe I can find a soul mate out there." I'm kidding.

Papi laughed a little, "didn't Doctor Alfan like you?"

Uhuuuuk.

" Did Doctor Alfan propose to you yesterday?" Papi started to push me.

" Sir alfan is not a good guy pi." Answer mid-spirited.

" Where do you know?" Ask papi again.

" Doctor Alfan and his family cannot accept my widowed status pi." Honestly answered.

Papi's hands clenched, it seemed like emotions heard me say about Doctor Alfan.

" Papi don't have to think about Doctor Alfan, you'll be sick. If Doctor Alfan can't find a widow, then Doctor Alfan is not my soul mate. Isn't that pi?"

" Yes dear."

Uh. Thank God, I pray to my Lord, because you are beginning to understand what I am feeling.