
Tonight after the introductions to the Resnu family, Melati went into the room and didn't come out at all. Just talking to her mom and dad.
Melati feel upset. How can Pakde of his lover is Pak Harjo. A famous loan shark in Sedayu village. And the least wearing, because Mr. Jasmine's adoptive parents, Mr. Herman and Mr. Ratih had dealt with the old man. The one who was hurt was jasmine. Because because Pak Harjo adopted family so difficult. They had to part with Melati.
Although now Melati feel calm because she has met with Mami and Papi her birth. And Mr. Hendrawan has given Mr. Herman and Bu Ratih a house in Jakarta as well. That means Melati doesn't have to be far away if she wants to visit her adoptive parents' house.
'Am I going to the house of Father and Mother, yes, I have not played there for a long time, ' said Melati slowly.
Melati plans, tomorrow she will go to the house of Father and Mother after finishing college. Tomorrow's school is just two courses. Then after college and Dzuhur prayer, he can go directly to Mr. Herman's house. Melati. His mind is rather calm, because tomorrow will meet Mrs Ratih. He missed both of his foster parents.
While engrossed in daydreaming, the sound of knocking on the door of the room made Melati move from her seat.
When the door was opened, Reyhan was standing in front of the door. Melati opened the door to her room and told Reyhan to come in.
"What's up, Mom..?"
"Nothing. Just from now on I didn't see you. Usually we like to talk in the family room or back garden. What's up?" reyhan asked while sitting on Melati's bed.
"There's nothing. Ordinary aja. Just tired again." said slowly. Reyhan looked at his sister's face.
Reyhan was new to Melati as his biological sister, but only this time saw Melati like she had no spirit. Moreover, Mami had a story about the introduction of Melati with the Resnu family.
"So what's your decision Mel?" Reyhan looked into Melati's eyes.
"Well, no way..It feels like Mel has to break up with Mas Resnu." he said with glassy eyes. Reyhan nodded.
"As far as you are Mel. All decisions are in your hands. Istikharah prayer, ask Allah. Which is best for your future. Ok."
"Yes Mas.mank you."
"Yes.already want to go to the room first. You have morning class tomorrow, right?" Melati.
"It is better not to contact Resnu first. Tell him, you have to think first. Mas stay yes," said Reyhan then stepped out of Melati's room.
"Eh..Mas..wait a minute...!" Reyhan stopped his steps. Staring at Melati with a questionable look. Raise eyebrows. Stopped at the door of her sister's room and looked at Melati. Waiting for what his sister will say.
"Ehmn Mel will go to the house of the Father and Mother tomorrow after Dzuhur prayer, at the Campus. But I don't know the way. Can Mel ask for a driver in this house?"
Reyhan smiled Then nodded.
"That means you're waiting on campus, right?"
Melati. Reyhan developed his smile.
"Yes already. Later Mas ask for help Mr. Heru aja nganter you," said Reyhan. Melati smiled with relief. Reyhan immediately went out of his room.
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This morning Melati was already struggling with her thick book. A lecture that drained his mind . Especially in addition to the problem of his relationship with Resnu. Only a few times Melati can focus on Biology and Molecular courses. Mind everywhere.
Completed Biology and Molecular courses in the first hour, Melati together her friends headed to the Lab. Fun college actually. This afternoon they followed the Vital sign course but because he was again automated explanation lecturer and practice examination of pulse, blood pressure, respiration rate and body temperature as unattractive to him. All of his friends took turns to check on each other. Melati trying to focus.
After the bell in the lab rang a sign that the Vital Sign course had been completed. Melati rushed to tidy up books and some tools used to practice with her friends.
Then, finished tidying up the book the girl was in a hurry to leave her classmates to perform Dzuhur prayers. Because the azan in the Campus Mosque has been reverberating.
After the prayer, his phone rang. Melati put her face in the bag, then took her phone located in the pocket of the bag.
"Yes Hello, Assalamualaikum, Oh yes Mr. Heru...Ok wait a minute. I'm in the mosque again. Get there in a minute," after turning off his phone. The girl went straight out of the mosque. With a quick motion, Melati walked towards the parking lot. A white Alphard car was waiting in front of the campus courtyard.
A few seconds later the car door opened. Jasmine goes straight into the belly of the car. Then sit comfortably in his chair.
"Where are we Non?" asked Mr. Heru, Mami Anita's personal driver, looking back at Melati.
"Do Mr Heru know the address of my Father and Mother?"
"Oh yes know Non.two days ago I drove Madam there," said Mr. Heru answered a nod of understanding by Melati.
The car moves out of the parking lot of Abdi Bangsa Campus. Then split the busy streets this afternoon. After about forty-five minutes. They've arrived in front of Mr. Herman's house. Jasmine gets off the car when the door automatically opens.
"Pak Heru entered first. if not sitting on the terrace only. I fear long in the house Mr.." bargained Melati before entering the terrace of the minimalist house. And answered a polite nod by Mr. Heru.
Melati knocked on the door. Not long after the big door opened. Appears as a shady and beautiful face belonging to Ratih's mother.
"Mails...!" his greeting is happy. Melati smiled, directly hugging the body containing Bu Ratih.
"Is Dad Buk?" asked Melati while looking for the whereabouts of Mr. Herman when the two of them had arrived at the family room.
"So again pray, for a while I call," Ratih left Melati who sat on the sofa of the family room. This house is very comfortable. And Melati is very grateful because her parents have given a gift to Mr. Herman.
"Assynnnya ... Mel.." said Mr. Herman walking closer to Melati. The girl greeted the old man with respect. Mr. Herman rubbed Melati's head gently. What he used to do when he was in the village. Ratih's mother smiled happily.
" Sir, Mel misses you both. How are you?" jasmine sat in front of Herman and Ratih. The two of them looked at each other smiling happily. Then he looked at Melati with a lot of love.
"Tumben ngabarin mom. Have you eaten yet?" ask Ratih.
" It just so happens not to be Ma'am" Melati said with a laugh. Mr. Herman and Mr. Ratih laughed.
" Yeah.ayo eat first. I made papaya leaf anointing. Your favorite. Also Pepes fish Mujair, sambal terasi . Come to the dining table!" train while pulling Jasmine's hand towards the dining table.
Mr. Herman, Mrs Ratih and Melati started enjoying their lunch. Occasionally filled with stories, jokes that can make the heart of Melati feel comfortable.
"Come, add nduk..I'm so happy to see you eating this ointment. You usually add up,". answered a nod by Melati.
After enjoying lunch together. They went back to the family room. The dining table was finished by an art prepared by Hendrawan. So that Ratih can focus on taking care of Herman, her husband.
"Mother heard from Mrs Anita, the Resnu family came to Mr Hendrawan's house last night?" Melati. His smile disappeared instantly. Mrs Ratih stared at Melati's attitude. Mr. Ratih looked at Mr. Herman at a glance.Lalu began to ask Melati again.
"Why don't you get excited, son..What's up?"
"Mother and Father know not, it turns out that the close family brought by Mas Resnu was, Mr. Harjo."
Mr. Herman and Mr. Ratih were surprised to hear Melati's story. The two looked at each other and did not expect at all.
"You're serious, son? Who is Resnu, Mr Harjo?" ask Herman.
"The captain sir,"
"Astaqfirullah," replied Mrs Ratih and Mr. Herman together. Melati smiled wryly. Then nod.
"There is no other family. Besides Mr Harjo?" ask Mr. Herman. Melati.
"Pak Harjo was his biological Pakde, Papa Mas Resnu. Mr."
"O Allah, the world is small. How can you?"
" Yes can sir.the name of everything is certainly the destiny OF HIS God," said Mr. Ratih.
" What is your decision. Are you going to continue your relationship? Or did you just break up?" asked Bu Ratih curious. Mr. Herman who was sitting next to her nodded feeling their question was the same.
"That's Mom..Mr..Mel's confused. Mas Reyhan told Mel to pray istikharah. Ask God for guidance."
"That's right,". said Mr. Herman while nodding in agreement.
"Yes Mel. I think it should Istikharah if your heart is in doubt.But if you feel it is impossible to relate to Resnu again. Yeah just break up."
"If it's a road that makes you calm. Moreover, Mel know, if Mr. Harjo intends to marry you if your debt does not pay off," said Mr. Herman reminded Melati of the events two months ago.
"Yes Sir...Mel also feels a bit ilfil if still in continue. Especially considering the attitude of Mr. Harjo to the Father the other day,"
"But you love Resnu, don't you Mel?" ask Mrs Ratih.
Melati. Ask his heart. Of course at this time his love is still warm to Resnu. But Melati felt unable to continue the relationship. Moreover, the Melati family know the attitude of the arrogant and rude Harjo sir.
"Negotor mom and dad are just one Mel. Question your heart. If there is still love there, continue your relationship. But if it no longer exists, because it was eroded by his Pakde Resnu who turned out to be Pak Harjo, a loan shark in our village. I suggest you think about it."
"Don't forget, ask Gusti Allah. Because only HE can help us. Gives you a clue what's best for your future Mel" Ibu Ratih arif said. Melati.
"Eh Mel.Who were you here with?" ask Mrs Ratih. Melati was immediately surprised. The driver was waiting on the front porch.
"Just like Mr. Heru ma'am. The driver is Mami. Oh, my God, Mel forgot to tell mom. Ask for coffee and snacks. Let Mr. Heru not bore waiting for Mel," said the girl while patting her eel. Mr. Herman and Mr. Ratih are running.
"Even this child, sir.then there is also a love problem that has forgotten the same who sent him here" said Mr. Ratih while laughing. Herman laughed too. Then the man called his Art to make coffee and snacks for Mr. Heru.
After being satisfied to tell a story, Melati said goodbye to her Father and Adoptive Mother. Then went home to his biological parents, escorted by Mr. Heru.
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