
There was a sense as if his heart was squeezed when he imagined that Kanaya did not have the opportunity to feel how happy the parents were when welcoming the arrival of his son and daughter-in-law who came home. Even the figure of Bhishma was also unknown to Father and Mother who had returned to the grace of Allah.
However, the warm words and hugs that Bhishma is currently giving really convince him that he is not alone in this world now. Yes, Kanaya now has a place for her to go home and lean on. Realizing the seriousness and seriousness in Bhishma's speech, Kanaya hugged her husband back.
"Please Mas .." she said, scattering her head on her husband's chest.
"Yes Dear ... Father Tirta and Mother Hesti are also your parents. They love you too. So, don't feel alone anymore." This time it was as if Bhishma was asking his wife to assume and have a sense of belonging that her in-laws were her parents as well.
Unraveling his embrace, then Kanaya nodded. "Yes Mas ... Thanks yeah. It feels like your embrace is so soothing, the sadness in my heart goes away" she said, laughing and looking up at her husband's face.
"You can just. Meaning you smile every time I hug?" ask his wife.
"But very ... This hug makes me feel that I am not alone. I have you." said Kanaya solemnly.
Not to exaggerate, the fact is that warm hugs and hugs from her husband can always calm her down and make her believe that there is someone who accompanies her. God deliberately gave a friend a life as good as her husband.
After saying that, Kanaya's eyes were diverted to the high school yearbook at her husband's desk. "Mas, is this a class book?" tanya pointed to the book that was so thick.
Bisma nodded, "Yes... This is our army yearbook. Don't you have any?" ask his wife.
Kanaya quickly shook her head, “Welcome I don't have. Can't we see this yearbook?” ask her husband.
“Byah lah, but while sitting yes .. cook you want to stand still like this?” tanyanya and he pulled his hand to follow his steps, sitting on the sofa chair in his room.
Kanaya's eyes seemed to sparkle when she opened the cover like a hard cover of her class book. “We used to what class?” ask him so interested, looking first for part of his class first.
“XII IPA 2.” Reply Bhishma quickly.
As with Kanaya, she was looking for part of class XII IPA 2 as her husband answered. His fingers kept moving to get a part of the class. Like the preparation of class books, usually those from IPA classes will be compiled first, followed by students from IPS, and Language classes.
“I'm not sure if we used to be a class, sometimes it's like I don't remember you.” I get by continuing to open sheet by page of the class book.
Bisma laughed, “Perhaps because I used to be fat and ugly, so you don't remember me at all. But you should remember me. Humans have a tendency to perform brain performance will remember the most beautiful or cute people, the most sintered people, people who are not cool in class, and the fattest people, the most beautiful people, usually the human brain can record all that.” said Bisma with full confidence.
Kanaya then stopped the movement of her fingers and looked at her husband, “Cast anyway? This is already part of our class, Mas .. which one are you?” tanyakanya.
“Cowok with the fattest body that's me.” he replied.
So, Kanaya also looked for various photos in the class book, focusing her eyes on the man with a fat body as her husband confessed. Some time his eyeballs search finally, he found the man with a fat body who is now her husband.
Bisma A. Pradanas
“Do not ever stop to try, because in the effort there is always an open opportunity.”
Kanaya rubbed a photo of her husband at High School and smiled, “Your friends from High School turned out to be a Doctor Yes Mas. Many years passed, and now you really become a Doctor.” he said by paying attention to the photo of a young man wearing jeans and his body was fat.
“Iya .. I also sometimes do not expect, now can actually become a Doctor. Try to find you, dear ..” his order to his wife.
“I'm ashamed, Mas .. My body was also so fat. Ugly very long time ago.” sahutnya with his face that already looks red.
“Let me find ya ..you are beautiful. Beauty is not just your face and weight, but your heart is kind. That's much more important. I will accept you for who you are anyway. No matter what you look like.” said the man as he moved the large class book into his hand, held it on his thigh, and began to search his wife's face.
"Seriously?" kanaya asked her husband.
She nodded her head, "Serius Kanaya Salsabilla Darling. Besides, I've liked you since High School. From every writing you write, keep coming down to the heart." she said with a laugh. There is an amused feeling, but also happy how someone can fall in love just because of reading the written work written by the woman who has now managed to become his wife.
Kanaya then smiled, "Thank you for accepting me as I am, Mas Dogan .." he said while laughing.
"What's the real dog, honey?" bisma asked while slashing her eyes.
"The handsome doctor." replied Kanaya while blushing in shame.
Just like Kanaya, Bisma laughed, apparently his wife was so good at making flowers, only one word that his wife said, but the laughter of happiness was overflowing from his heart. The man then continued his search, looking for the figure of his wife in the class book.
“Well, I found you!” bisma said with so much excitement.
Salsabilla Kanaya
The Idea of Being a Useful Person
“It all started from a dream. So make that dream come true!”
Bisma smiled reading that part of Kanaya, then she looked back at Kanaya with her large body, and used glasses. The man then looked back at Kanaya who was now sitting next to him.
“From all the ideals written here, it is precisely these ideals that are memorable. Being a useful person is not easy. Now, I think you have also made it all happen.” he said seriously.
Kanaya also shook her head, “No, it was just careless, besides I don't know what I really want to be. Studied Business Management and instead became a writer of digital novels, then now working in companies, strange right. However, now I have a definite goal.” said Kanaya with a smile.
“What is your ambition?” bisma asked with a look on Kanaya's face.
“I want to be his wife, Mr. Doctor, and be the mother of your children.”, she said, laughing and hitting her husband's arm.