NIGHT BUTTERFLY
#116
Nyai Mustiani and Mr. Guru Izzul Islam decided to go home when the sound of the wall clock finished ringing. Exactly at 10 p.m. Both Master Izzul Islam and Qurratul Aini nodded at the decision made by their parents. And that's all they can do. They resigned and accepted the results of the talk of Nyai Mustiani and Master Teacher Faeshal.
From the results of the talks tonight, the marriage between Mr. Guru Izzul Islam and Qurratul Aini was agreed to be carried out after Qurratul Aini completed his graduation next month. If it is calculated from now, then there are only 2 weeks left. Both Nyai Mustiani and Nyai Indrawati look very satisfied with the matchmaking relationship. Despite accepting his mother's decision, Mr. Izzul Islam is still unsure of his mother's choice. Indeed, there is nothing less than Qurratul Aini. God created it so perfect. Her beauty is above average. But his heart still refused. Even so, he left everything to God. If the marriage also happens later, then that is the will of God. He only hopes, whoever he is, God gives happiness in his life later.
Master Izzul Islam turned to Nyai Mustiani who was asleep in his sleep. He sighs. The streets were already deserted, even in places that were usually crowded every night with merchants on the side of the road. Mr. Guru Izzul Islam continued driving his car until shortly after, he had arrived in front of the boarding gate.
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While elsewhere. Sulastri and Rianti are still seen sitting on the porch of the house. The atmosphere in the courtyard of the house was again deserted after the orphans had returned back to the orphanage. Rayhan and Farida are asleep. Tonight they agreed to sleep together in the main room.
Fahmi is seen carrying a cup of coffee to where the two are sitting. He put his coffee on the table. He sat down near Rianti.
"Do you want me to make coffee, brother?" ask Fahmi. Rianti.
"Never mind, you will not be able to sleep" said Rianti. Sulastri sighed to see Fahmi sipping his coffee.
"The feeling, the coffee inside is not over yet" Sulastri said. Fahmi smiled.
"It's cold, Mom. Pity you, Mr. Bayan, no friends talking. Uh, he was left asleep" Fahmi said. Sulastri and Rianti smiled.
A moment of silence. Fahmy is getting busy with his phone.
"Rianti, there's something I want to talk about. Maybe it's time" Sulastri said. Fahmi put his phone on the table. Ranti held Sulastri's hand.
"Rianti is so afraid of me talking like that" Rianti said with a smile.
Sulastri patted the back of Rianti's hand which he placed on one of his hands. Sulastri smiled. He got up and went into the house. Not long after, he came out. In his hand was a green envelope. After sitting down, he gave the envelope to Rianti.
Rianti turned towards Sulastri. Sulastri nodded his head, gesturing for Rianti to open the envelope. Slowly, Rianti opened the envelope. The paper folds inside the envelope in her title. He seems to be starting to read it. Sulastri and Fahmi quietly waited.
For a moment the atmosphere became silent. Fahmi and Sulastri turned towards Rianti when they heard sobs from Rianti's mouth. Rianti looks crying. Sulastri gently rubbed Rianti's back, trying to calm her down.
Rianti gave a long sigh. After calming himself for a while, he folded back the two letters he had just read and put them back in the envelope. He rubbed his eyes with both hands. Sulastri smiled. One of Rianti's hands was held tightly.
"That's what I want to talk about tonight, son. It's time you took what's rightfully yours. That's according to your papa's message," Sulastri said. Rianti lowered his face for a moment. After that he looked at Sulastri's face.
"I'm no longer interested in taking care of the company, Mom. The company has advanced greatly under the leadership of the mother. Continue, Ma'am," said Rianti later. He placed his hand on the hand of Sulastri who was holding one of his hands. He smiled as if to show his sincerity. Sulastri.
Rianti.
"No takeover term, ma'am. It's ours together. If it's papa's message, I also want to manage it together with my brothers" replied Rianti.
Sulastri nodded his head. He grabbed Rianti's head and rested it on his shoulders. Lovingly, Rianti's hair was softly brushed. Fahmi looked at him full of haru.
"That's also my mother's hope. There's nothing happier than seeing you get along with each other. There is no term of relatives, all of you are my children" Sulastri said. He asked Fahmy to come closer. He then held Fahmi's hand and put it together with Rianti's.
"Be a good brother to your brothers, son." Sulastri wiped her tears. Rianti grabbed Fahmi's body and embraced it. The three of them smiled happily.
The night is late. The cold began to feel. Nature is cold in the breath of the night. The stars in the sky were like the crackling of pearls on glass.
In a large purple room. On his soft bed, Qurratul Aini lay agitated. His eyes look puffy. Even her tears continued to flow even without sobbing. The image of Cristian now dominates after for some time, the shadow about his marriage with Master Izzul Islam filled his mind. His light attitude when answering Cristian's question at the Zamora restaurant after that was not the same as what he felt now. Her chest feels tight. Various unpleasant tastes surrounded his heart. Cristian feels the same way now. But to contact him, he still held back. He'll be waiting for his heart to change tonight.
He could not deny, Cristian was a very important person in his heart. Five years of relationship between them. It's hard to be happy they've been through together. Including as much as possible to hide his relationship, even from their closest friends though. If not for religious differences, he would have denied any of his father's intervention regarding his marriage.
And just now, he had left Cristian alone with his light words. Of course, Cristian is sad right now. He felt sorry for making Cristian sad.
"Yes, Allah," cried Qurratul Aini fretting. He flipped his body here and there. The bad taste in his heart made him uncomfortable lying down. Two tough decisions, waiting to be chosen. Choose to marry the Master Teacher Izzul Islam or remain with Cristian, although bad consequences will await. He gave up everything for Cristian. Even his most precious. Cristian sincerely loves him. Never betrayed. He had made her like an angel in a time when her father's strict rules were like putting her in jail.
But on the other hand, he felt sinful because he had done too long with Cristian. Since having sex with Cristian a year ago, he has never prayed, because he feels the sin he committed will make his prayer so futile.
He could shake everything. He will try to forget Cristian and improve himself after marrying Master Izzul Islam. But in fact, Cristian's shadow, as well as the happy and sad times that have passed with Cristian, began to worry him.
Qurratul Aini. He got up and sat with his legs dangling by the side of the bed. He then got up and walked towards the closet. White mucenae and prayer mats that fold neatly in the closet are removed. The mukena and prayer rug had folded a year ago. He never used it again. His father never again invited him to pray together because of the busyness of one year in the last semester.
Tonight he will begin his first prayer. He wants to ask for directions. Who knows, God will show you a little way out of his problems.
Qurratul Aini stepped slowly towards his bed. He put the prayer mat and the face in his hand on the bed. After that he went out of the house to get water ablution'.
Nature is silent in her sleep. Only the sound of crickets that sound like they are lulling so that the inhabitants of the night remain sound in his beautiful dreams.
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