Love Pellets
19. Last Day

Day three *

I'm waiting for Brother Herman, I'm wrapped in a white robe and a hijab given by Kak Herman.

" Beautiful you Nia by wearing it like this, "Say mother praised my appearance.

" So Herman came here? " Ask my mother.

" Yes he said "

Not long after, the sound of a motorcycle came in the courtyard of the house. I went to the door outside the house. It turns out it was Herman.

He came in white, didn't make a deal. But it turns out our clothes are the same.

" Let's go in Nak Herman, "Say my mother.

" You guys are compatible, white shirt. Where are you going today? " Task my mother to Herman.

" Don't know yet, Mom, how are you? " Task Brother Herman while shaking hands and kissing my mother's hand as a sign of respect to an older person.

" Thank God be better, " said my mother. Patting Herman's shoulder.

" Want to meet Father? " ask my mother back.

" Yes ma'am, " said Brother Herman, and he also brought you fruits.

My father was sitting in a wheelchair on the back porch of the house, whose view was the rice field. Very comfortable on the back porch.The gathering place for our family when the afternoon arrived.

" Father Assalamualaikum, How are you today? " Say Herman salim into my father's hand.

" Ba - Well, " My father said stammeringly. Because my father's mouth is still a little prying. It's a little hard to talk.

Then Herman sat down next to my father, and they talked.

I also prepared tea for Herman and tea drinks for my father, whose sugar was specially made for my father.

I saw Brother Herman was washing and was willing to peel the fruit for my father. I was moved, not only for me but for my family.

It turned out that he was good at carrying himself, and he was well-liked by my father and mother.

Then they play chess. I sat next to Dad. We also joke.

" Sir, you beautiful son. May he like me sir, " said Brother Herman.

" Like the artist Mr. Cutenya, " said Herman made my father confused, because he did not know who would look like and he tried to guess.

" Similar to the artist so ustadzah, it ... Oki Ustadzah! " said Herman enthusiastically.

I was the one gossiped in front of myself, blushing shyly.

Then came my mother.

" Yes similar to Nak Herman seen from the end of a straw ... There's the original Ustadzah, here abal-abal. " Canda my mother.

Everyone laughed, and I just pouted. Who initially happy in similar-looking artists, the ends in tejekin.

" Aahhhh Mama ... Bah, Bad mom. " I took it into my father's hands. Complaining about mama's jokes.

" Sister Herman loves fishing too! " i said I rented it with him.

Brother Herman laughed. And everyone finally laughed.

...****************...

Today my sister and I are home with my father, mother and sister. Then pray together, and eat together.

Not going for a walk like yesterday.

Brother Herman sat behind the terrace enjoying the wind.

His face was in the sun. I looked at him too. Then I immediately turned my eyes away as he looked at me.

" Nia, can I take a picture of you with your phone, you wear a hijab that's really pretty. " Praise me.

" Emm tomorrow I'm going home, Brother Herman. " I while tinkering at the end of the gift.

" Oh yeah, will I take you to the terminal? " grab it to me.

" No need, use travel. So, get picked up at home.! "

" O thank goodness. Be careful there. Oiya, the answer can be you Sms only when you have arrived. Let you decide, " said Brother Herman with a smile.

I nodded slowly.

" Maybe when I say goodbye, thank you Nia for giving me a chance. I'm sorry if there's anything wrong with my behavior. Whatever your answer will be. May we remain in touch. "

He was very wise in his actions. Kalem, sometimes like to joke too, mature, wise and also handsome and good religious knowledge. Even when he was a priest at the time of prayer. Complete package actually.

Then he said goodbye to my father and mother. They were so happy to see Brother Herman. Dream candidates await them.

After the return of Brother Herman, I went into the room to remove the hijab I was wearing.

I looked at my face wrapped in pink, wrapped in my brain.

"Mrs Herman. " I too was embarrassed.

At that time I saw a necklace with the initial letter D, and I became pensive. Remembering Dony.

Mom came into my room.

I took my hand off the locket.

" How's Nia, huh, ? " Task my mother. I wear the hijab from behind me.

" What is mom? " i pretended not to understand.

" If you're worried, before you decide something. Better pray istikharah yes son," mother advised to me.

" Mom and Dad gave it to you, because this is your life. Whatever your choice, I hope you don't regret it! " in his pat both shoulders by my mother. Then he came out.

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Tomorrow the day I also returned home picked up by travel, a special car long trip booked.

6 Hours away, I finally arrived at the rented house. Exactly 2pm.

Turns out it's been a few minutes. Dony came to see me.

Her face was grim, I immediately wore a hijab.

I let him sit on the porch. Because there is a bench for guests.

He and I were silent for a moment. Look at each other.

" Emm ... Why not send SMS? " ask him.

" I ... I can't Nia. "she's shedding tears. Her eyes are reddened.

" Well, hope for us about the future was felt. "I was cut off. My tears are flowing.

I also took off the necklace. I put it on the table.

" I return this Don, from the beginning we are different, we are not the same even though we love each other. I want you to take this, so I can move on with my life, "I said bitterly.

" Thank you Nia, it's been a part of my wonderful story. "

Dony reached out his hand to ask for a hand.

I shook his hand, and it turned out that he was directly hugging me tightly.

" Let this be the last time I hug the one I love. " Tightly Dony hugged me. He seemed to be oblivious to the surrounding people.

Then he let go of his embrace. And go with a heart wound. I cried to her departure too.

Tomorrow we will meet again at work. But tomorrow we will be a different figure again, as if nothing ever fused ...

Triigwg ... Tringggg

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