
days change, months change, so I don't feel like I'm used to living my day without grandma, juna and jenni.
but for so long I felt like I had never met professor Hajun again, on the one hand I felt free because I never saw him again, but on the other hand there is less and always stuck in my heart whether this feeling is called longing.
The wind blew and shook the shadow of the moon in the water
Who hides in the memories and doesn't want to go first.
Difficult to achieve dreams on foggy nights,
There is a beginning and there is an end before waking up from the dream, like waking up from winter and wanting to see you soon.
it is difficult to endure longing, when this longing does not know until it reaches his heart or only felt by me.
though I dwell here, but my heart is out of nowhere?, for you are so far from me.
I want to go there like the wind, but I don't know what's in his heart.
fighting for you at least I never planned, expecting you to never be the thing I wanted, and loving you was never a reality for me.
but when I said otherwise, I never thought that time had brought my heart to instill feelings for you, which eventually left a million false hopes, and now only a piece of the story that tormented me.
***
the air in the morning still feels a little cool on the skin, on this foggy morning I was walking in a field that is very spacious, on the edge of the road that is still quiet, on the edge of the road, I walked down the street enjoying the beautiful atmosphere in the morning.
shortly afterwards, came a car that looked familiar to me, when the car door opened and saw a foot that was level with pantofel shoes coming out of the car, not wanting to know I was just indifferent and re-enjoying the scenery before my eyes.
"mya !! "
for a moment I was silent for a moment and I was very surprised to see professor Hajun coming towards me.
"pro.. fessor !! "
"mira can you come with me ? I have something to say !"
"what is this ?" I asked in my heart
like a prayer paid cash by God, suddenly he came and deliberately met me here.
"mira ?? "
"yes ! " answer me, and I followed him immediately
I followed him and we stopped at the edge of the field and we sat on a long bench made of wood.
"sit down !! "
I followed him and immediately sat down, then followed the professor who was also sitting next to me, then he looked at me with a very serious look on his face.
"let's just say, what the professor wants to say !"
"something I want to talk about that. .. friend !"
"friends ?"
"yeah !! "
I immediately knit both my eyebrows
"this ! not long ago I had a friend, and my friend was in love with a Muslim woman, while my friend was a non-Muslim, if you were my friend, what would you decide ?!"
"if I were your friend ..mm I would think !"
"what do you think that means ?"
"i'm afraid my answer will be a little offensive !" say me
"nothing to say !"
"if I were her .. I would marry her, I would, if I really liked her !"
"is it that easy ?" ask the professor
"of course not ! maybe I'll convert if I'm steady with my heart, and this is what's best for me !!"
for a moment the professor's face was slightly sparkling as he listened to my opinion. Honestly I wonder who the professor's friend he meant, why did he take the time to just ask me about this.
"one more ! "speaker professor
" what is ?"
"if you were that woman, what would you do, when you know, the man who likes you has converted to live with you ?!"
"emm .. maybe I'll take it !"
"yes ! but on one condition !'
"cue ?"
"the condition is that he converted not because of the woman, but because the man really wants to embrace Islam from his own heart and not because of others !"
for a moment professor Hajun fell silent and pondered when he heard my words.
"what's wrong ?! " ask me
"no ?! your words are mira right ?!" said the professor with a very serious facial expression
"who are the professor's friends we're talking about ?! "
"mira ..if I were to be honest would you be disappointed or angry at me ?"
"why should I be angry?, isn't the professor telling the truth, it's a good thing isn't it ?!"
"yes, before that, I want to ask you again !"
"can ! about what things ?"
"during this relationship what do you consider ?"
"why did you ask that ?"
"i just want to know !"
"didn't you ever tell me that time, if our relationship was only as a student and teacher !"
"yes but that's not what I mean ?"
"lantas ? what can now be interpreted as a friend ?"
"have you ever considered it more than that ?"
I was silent for a while, reworking my heart so that I would not be directly affected by her words.
"never !! but isn't the professor blocking it himself ?! "
"i.it ...! "
"you don't have to worry about it, because little by little I've removed that feeling in my heart ! " i said I lied to him.
although for now .. I still can't get rid of it in my heart, but I know that this is the right answer for her.
I accidentally saw a deep sense of disappointment, emanating from both eyes, and I felt bad for him for saying that.
"excuse me for offending prof !"
"no, you are right, I am wrong ! "
"ha ! what did he mean?, was he regretting what he said back then ?!"I murmured in my heart
"i regret it ?! "
"ha ?! " say I was surprised
"can the professor hear my words in my heart ?! " murm again
"i shouldn't talk like that, if in the end my own words kill me !! "pollination
his mood really destroyed the natural beauty that I was enjoying this time, so I could not enjoy it, because his arrival damaged my mood as well.
"it looks like I have to go now prof ! if you have nothing else to say, excuse me ! "
"don't go yet !! " say her while holding my hand tightly
"there's one more thing I want to tell you !"
"yes ?"
"i want to apologize to you about the incident in Korea at that time ..!! "
"sorry ? for ?"
"the man who married you back then .. he.. is .. my own uncle ?!"
"what !"
"forgive me . because I was only able to convey that to you, all this time I disappeared from your sight, because I was tempering my family's anger, and take care of all the losses we suffered from my uncle !!"
so all this time whether the professor knew everything, but he deliberately covered it from me, or did he really not know about what I was going through at that time.