Love of a Nausea
24

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The day changed, entering a quiet Sunday for both brides-to-be. Two more days are the times when the sacred promise will be made. Maya has taken a leave of absence. He now spends much of his free time at home reading and watching television.

He did not forget to always say the best prayer for his wedding day after tomorrow. Some days she could not meet the lover, her future husband. Because her parents and family are watching her.

Some families have arrived, Aunt Ratna the father's only sister Hardi has arrived from Semarang. While the two sisters of the late Susanti the new mother will come tomorrow from Bandung with other family groups.

Maya's heart feels mixed, between haru and happy. The wedding he once imagined might not be in line with what he will do tomorrow. With a man she had never known before. Not a schoolmate, playmate or even a neighbor.

Men whose daily work is only as scavengers, his age is also younger. In addition to his family problems that until now have not been resolved properly. Can he live his new life?

Tok tok ....

The door of her room was knocked, Maya who was sitting on the edge of the bed while reading a novel immediately gasped. He put the novel on the bed, walked to the door and opened it. A middle-aged woman smiled at the door.

"Tante, comein!" Maya sends Ratna in.

The middle-aged woman looked around her nephew's room in astonishment.

"Rapi is also your room" she said, sitting in the front seat of the dresser.

"Yes, dong."

"Tomorrow means this room is decorated huh? Ciyeee bridal room," ledek Ratna.

"Hehehe ... Aunt, I can."

"When, Auntie can play like you. I think Auntie's self is shit to keep." Ratna then walked towards the window, opening the curtain slightly. Looking outwards.

"Auntie can't talk like that. Maybe aunty hasn't met her mate yet." Maya tries to comfort her aunt.

"Since Om Rudi died, Aunty's heart felt difficult to accept other men. He's the only one who's patient and loyal to Aunt. Especially when we found out that Auntie can't have children. He didn't leave Aunt at all, he was always supportive, encouraging. If only it was Auntie ...."

Ratna could not continue her story. He looked down, the water now wet his eyelids and cheeks.

Maya walked over, holding onto both of Ratna's shoulders from behind. Cuddling her, Ratna's head rested on her nephew's shoulder.

"It's all her destiny, Auntie. Auntie must be strong."

"Yes, May. Two years ago Aunt tried to busy herself by joining the mothers of the study complex in the mosque. The orphan. If Aunt didn't take any slimming drugs, maybe Aunt's uterus would be fine."

"It's all the way, Auntie. Oh, how's Auntie doing?"

"Alhamdulillah smoothly, trus your own future husband work what?"

Deg.

Maya was silent for a moment. Ratna frowned at the change in the look on her nephew's face.

Maya then sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Tante would be surprised if I told him the truth."

"Well, why? Your future husband is not a criminal, is he?"

"Not the hell, ta-but .. he ...."

"He who?"

"He ... Scavenger, Aunt." Maya lowered.

"What's? How can? You're not kidding anymore, are you?" Now Ratna looked at him in disbelief.

Maya just shook her head.

"Well, would you agree?"

"Yes, how else. He is a good person, hard worker, his work is also halal. Papa agreed to it."

Ratna sighed softly.

"First, when Aunt brought a boyfriend of ordinary people, it was Papa you immediately maki-maki girlfriend Auntie tau no. The reckless capital of Om Rudi, so love with Aunt, fortunately your grandfather was still alive, so it was not your Papa who became a guardian. He didn't want to come to Aunt's wedding, said Om Rudi's family wasn't the same level as him. Oh, my God, May. If that's it, Auntie's heartache. Really."

"Sorry Papa yes, Te."

"Yes, you were a kid at the time."

"Hehehe ...."

Maya finally recounts the beginning of her meeting with Adji, as well as the betrayal of her former fiance, until Alex died.

Ratna, who works in a central Java provincial government office, fully supports her marriage. Moreover, hearing Maya's confession that Adji was a convert, who was opposed by his own family, even almost burned alive.

Adji's persistence convinced Ratna that the man who would accompany her nephew was the man in charge. Maya used to hope that her aunt could live with her family, replacing the mother figure at home. Unfortunately Ratna preferred to stay in the house given by her late husband. Plus his job there he can't leave.

Rudi died while working at the factory. It was hit by building materials. The work accident that experienced by Rudi did make Ratna hysterical and almost crazy at that time. The company gave her a house as a token of appreciation for Rudi's devotion to working in the factory for decades. Therefore Ratna did not want to leave the last memories of her ex-husband.

***

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The next day, the neighboring mothers of Maya's house came, just to give congratulations, food, and help cook for the lecture later tonight.

In its place it is like a habit every time there are citizens who want to hold a wedding, then the evening before the event, conducted recitation. So that the event will run smoothly. Do not forget to be filled by lectures from local religious leaders.

Maya is forbidden to go to the kitchen, even if only to take a meal. It is said that if he stepped into the kitchen, tomorrow his makeup will sweat, and make his appearance becomes unsightly.

Maya is treated like a queen. Everything you want is ready to take it. Since today he had no activities, he asked his aunt to call the salon, because he wanted to be stretched, so that his body was fragrant and clean.

"May, the salon guy has come. Where are you going?" ask Ratna.

Maya who was sitting in the family room immediately got up.

"To my room, Ma'am." Maya tells a young woman with ponytail hair that her aunt brought to her room.

"Tante, want to stretch too?" ask Maya.

"Hahaha ... No, what's up? No one touches either." Ratna.

Maya mesem-mesem.

***

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The night after isya.

Elsewhere, Adji is seen busy with several men at the residence of Mr. RT. He had rented one minibus, and three private cars from the rental. To deliver a group of people in his village.

Now he's coordinating the route to Maya's house, fearing tomorrow the traffic will crash. But usually the morning is still empty. As of tomorrow Sunday, part of the capital's streets were diverted for free car day. Therefore Adji gave some direction to the drivers.

They chatted on the porch, before long the daughter of the only owner of the house came out with a tray containing several glasses of warm sweet tea and two dishes of fried bananas.

Suddenly the gathered fathers cheered. Tumultuous.

"Yeah, finally. It's been dry from before."

"Iye, she knows the cocksucker who made you drink."

"That's why I helped you, hehehe."

That's how the fathers and young men who gathered teased Arin. Mr RT's son. All that is tempting is a smile.

"Diminum, Mas Adji," said Arin.

"Owh. What did Adji doang offer?"

"Yes, I'm happy tomorrow Adji is married. Not heartbroken, Neng?"

"What are these fathers?" Arin looked flushed in the face.

Adji just lowered his head, it would be bad if he responded to the conversation. Because he appreciates his father Arin, who has so far helped him.

Suddenly.

"Assalamualaik."

Adji frowned to see who was coming, he got up and greeted the man before him. The man who was visiting also greeted everything that was there.

"Mas Denis, what's wrong? These nights?" ask Adji nervously.

He was afraid there was bad news or something lacking for tomorrow's event.

"Owh, no, Dji. I didn't need to come here with loe, but the same, Arin." Denis looks shy.

"Owh, aren't you at Mas Denis' house studying?"

"Ah, that's a mother's study. Don't you go to college yourself?"

"No, Mas. But have asked for prayers with residents through the mosque earlier when praying together. It's the same."

"Owh."

"Ciye, Neng Arin. Apparently already have a new guy yes, the pantesan was meledekin just a smile. Arin's girlfriend, huh, Om?" ask a thin man with a dragon tattoo on his right hand that looks more like a pinworm image.

"About you call me om. Do I look that old?" Denis looks sewot.

Everyone laughed out loud.

"Joking times, Om."

Denis continued to frown, he then grabbed Arin's hand to take him away.

"Eh, wait a minute, Om. Permission is the same father, play kidnap only." Now a distended stomach father who had not stopped smoking just now spoke.

Denis stopped his steps.

"Oh yeah forgot, sorry, sir. I can't wait to malmingan. Heheh. Let's borrow his son for a minute." Denis asked RT's permission with a shy bow.

"Yes, but let's have Adji with you." Mr. RT looked towards Adji who was sipping a warm sweet tea. He almost choked.

"Sa-I'm nemenin, sir?" ask Adji confused.

"That's right, sir. The dating period. Not cool ah," Denis said while scratching his head.

"What are we going out with, Mom?" asked Arin by nudging Denis' arm.

Denis just grimaced.

"Yes belom, but no more. You calm down."

"What the hell, Mas." Arin was embarrassed.

"Not kidding, yes please take care of your child yes, the return will have to be intact. Nothing can be reduced a bit, and not even nights, because tomorrow we also have an event." RT gave me a message.

"Ready, Boss!" Denis saluted RT sir. Those who were there were only smiles seeing Denis's behavior.

Denis and Arin step out of the yard. Either they want to spend a Sunday night where.

***

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Denis took his future girlfriend to a roadside cafe. They were sitting on chairs right on the sidewalk. The cafe is usually visited by young people like the two of them.

Arin seems misbehaved when Denis asks her to sit right in front of him. He looked around, the wind was blowing strong, cold penetrated into the pores of the skin. He who at that time only wore a short-sleeved shirt with a short skirt suit was seen rubbing his arms because of the cold.

Quickly, Denis took off the jacket he was wearing, then gave it to Arin.

"What do you want to eat?" ask Denis.

"I'm full, Mom. New abis eating."

"So, eat it. Don't diet, remember, your age is still growing." Denis called a waiter.

"Emang yes, Mas? But I'm eighteen years old, a toddler of growth."

"Loh, yes. In our bodies there is still something growing."

"Hahaha ... What the hell, Mom?"

"Eum .. what yes, yes it is."

"What?" Arin smiled a little.

"Hair for example. It just keeps growing."

"Yes, yeah."

"Sorry, can I help you?" The woman standing next to Arin felt chirped.

"Astaghfirullah, forgot. Yes, Ma'am. Order a spicy topping oncom serabi cake one, same alpuket juice, what are you?" ask Denis.

"Oncom rabbis? Mas like?" Arin frowned.

"Yes, what do you want?"

"I don't like spicy, want to mastic chocolate topping one, strawberry topping one, drink lemon tea ice."

"Okey, wait a minute." Waiters stepped away.

"You seriously order two?" ask Denis astonished. He was asked if he had eaten, this was even a message of two.

"Hehehe .. Can't ya, Mas?"

"Can anyway. How did you decide where to go to college?"

"Eum haven't, Mas. I want to get married immediately."

"What?"

"Hehehe. Can be scolded by father."

"What if there is a candidate for marriage?" ask Denis flirting.

Arin smiled shyly and shook his head slowly.

"Can you list?" ask Denis again.

Now Arin stared in disbelief at the man in front of him. They sat with each other for a few seconds, then the two turned their eyes in the other direction.

"Did you want to?"

"You what?"

"It's okay."

Arin's hand seemed nervous, he was seen wringing his own fingers, Denis who realized it immediately grabbed him, grasped tightly and kissed him slowly.

Arin was wide-eyed, his heart was pounding, he had never been treated so sweetly.

"Arin, actually I want to talk honestly with you," Denis said.

"What, Mas?" Arin stared intensely. Expectantly.

"Eum ...."

"Sorry, excuse me, the order, Ma'am, Mas." A waiters came carrying a tray containing avocado juice and lemon tea ice on their order.

Spontaneous Denis took off his hand, he snorted in annoyance. When the waiters finished putting the two glasses down, and left. Denis again grabbed Arin's hand, but unfortunately pushed slowly.

"Shame, Mas. Crackle." Arin blushed.

"Let's not done yet."

Shortly after, a waiters came again carrying three serabi dishes of their order. Because Arin was embarrassed. Then Denis' intention to declare his love that night failed miserably.

***

Seriate.