Rudi is my Love
RAC 58: Sorry, Promise and Wish

*Rudi is My Love (RAC)*

“Same-sama, Dro. Well, maybe I was wrong too, but I can't give you a gift,” Junita replied to Sandro's apology that night.

Previously, due to advice from Barada, Sandro came to mind. Although he was quite disappointed that Barada seemed to blame him, but after he thought carefully, he justified Barada's judgment.

All this time, since Sandro was angry because he felt cheated by Junita who ended up dropping talaq, until before Barada advised him, he always blamed the beautiful woman.

Somehow, after confirming Barada's words, Sandro so put his pity on Junita. It is true, Barada said, because of his anger everyone so knows about the disgrace of Junita who was not a virgin before the wedding. It was not only Junita who bore the shame, but also Junita's parents and family.

The night after the magrib, the two now stand facing each other after a year. In fact, before the two were very anti to look at the eye, especially to stand face to face like that time. If you cross in the middle of the road only, one will walk to the left, the other one walks to the right, and then throw each other face.

“How are you, Jun?” asked Sandro with a clumsy body gesture.

“Alhamdulillah healthy.”

“You've another girlfriend huh?”

“Nothing. Like you said, anybody wants to be the same cheap girl as me. Especially now that I am a widow,” said Junita, as if to throw their chatter into a past conflict, where she as the wrong person.

“Gak ... not so. I have been misjudging all along. I'm sorry,” said Sandro, looking really sincere.

“Iya, I'm sorry. That's all, right? Thank you for the gift,” said Junita coldly and ketus, then pretended to turn away.

“Junita!” call Sandro while quickly grabbing Junita's free-of-load wrist and charge.

“Eh, not muhrim!” yelp Junita while stomping her hands off her ex-husband's check. It is not that Junita is now anti against non-muhrim touch, but she wants to insinuate Sandro who is now more religious.

“Eh yes, sorry,” said Sandro so unwell for committing sins.

“What do you really want, Dro? It's not good to hear the neighbors,” said Junita.

“If you have already forgiven me, if you do not want to marry again, how about ... we refer?” said Sandro impressed doubtful and careful.

“I want to, but I'm traumatized, Dro. I was afraid, when I was happy, I knew I was being rough, said all sorts of things. I do not want to kayak so again, it hurts so bad,” replied Junita.

Sandro quietly heard Junita's heart. His heart felt full, as if he had just found out and realized that his actions towards the woman were indeed very painful even though they were not bleeding. There was a strong sense of regret at that very moment.

Sandro bowed and was silent for a moment, confused as to what to say.

“But ... but ... is there no second chance?” ask Sandro slowly.

“I used to be like a prepaid whore. After my use was discarded,” added Junita who wanted to make Sandro feel more guilty, mumpungung muscular man was sane, he thought.

“Yes, I'm sorry once again. I promise it won't be like that again. God willing, I will accept you for who you are. We can build a household that sakina mawaddah wa rahmah,” said Sandro who has led to seduction. “Give me a second chance.”

“If I don't give a second chance, I also find it difficult to get a second chance,” Junita replied.

“What do you mean?” asked Sandro who did not understand the meaning of his widow's words.

“I want us to refer again. But ... I was afraid, just the first night you were angry again because I felt virgin, not a sense of widow,” said Junita.

“Hahaha!” sandro's laughter suddenly heard Junita's words which he understood.

“Why laugh?” junita asked with a sharp glare, feeling ridiculed.

“No, no. It is better if the widow feels a virgin. Hahaha!” said Sandro.

“Hihihi!” junita's laughter in the end, after she tried to sell expensive, more expensive than the market price.

“Jadi ... agreed we made up?” ask Sandro, want to be more sure.

“Iya. But if we refer, use marriage first or just marry directly?” junita answered with a shy smile, then asked.

“Waduh, don't know me. I'd like to ask Mr. Ustaz first. But, if you use marriage again, still want, right?” sandro said with a happy smile.

“Iya,” replied Junita and smiled wider.

Sandro was getting more happy. If allowed by the public to hug, it would be like Sandro hugged Junita right then and there, just like when she hugged when Junita received her proposal first.

In the past, Sandro hugged Junita in front of the woman's parents without hesitation.

“No, quite a hundred ribulah as a condition,” replied Junita. “But, you have to apologize also to the same Father Mother.”

“Let's end. All while I bring ole-ole from Jakarta,” said Sandro.

“Who came from Jakarta?” ask Junita.

“Saudara Rudi's. His sister is deceased,” Sandro replied.

“Oooh.”

“Aalhamdulillah's. Thank you, my dear. Hahaha!” sandro said happily as his cheeky hands poked Junita's chin.

Junita was just shocked to scowl, but then laughed without a sound.

Sandro then went running around laughing.

Junita stood up for a moment while smiling to herself. He then looked at the contents of the plastic bag given by Sandro. After that he went into the house.

“Talk what Sandro is with you? Glad you look,” asked the father who sat watching while smoking on the chair.

“Sandro ngajakin refer, Sir,” replied Junita.

“Keep, you take it for granted?” ask the father with a face he does not like. “He's humiliating our family, not just you. Why are you the only one he meets if he wants to invite you to refer? Does she not consider me and your mother as your parents?”

The father's loud voice lures his mother Junita out and wonders, but doesn't immediately wonder. While his younger siblings just silently looked at the adults.

“Later out isya Sandro want to come here, meet the Father and Mother,” said Junita. “Pak, Sandro has apologized to me. Later want to come apologize specifically to the Father and Mother.”

“Iya, Sir. Don't need to be extended. If June refers again, do not want the status of his widow to disappear by itself. So all this time he has not been widowed, just a house knife for one year,” said the mother who prefers to make peace with the situation.

The father just kept silent not to give any more responses.

“Eh, who moved the soap opera?” asked his father Junita rather snapped at his two sons who were sitting on the floor in front of the television.

Junita's sister hurriedly moved the television channel to the soap opera show that their father had watched.

Meanwhile, Sandro has come back to Rudi's house which is the arrival of a guest, Ustaz Barzanji.

“Assalamu ‘alaikum!” hail Sandro.

“Wa ‘alaikum greetings!” rudi replied, Ustaz Muttaqin and Ustaz Barzanji were talking on the terrace.

Sandro greeted the three men with a smile. Understandably being happy like the bachelor time first.

“Sit here, Dro!” take Rudi while hitting the empty chair.

“Thank you, Di. Anu, I want to ask for help, there are still no ole-ole clothes from Jakarta?”

“Still a lot. My poem carries a lot, until I think it wants to sell some,” replied Rudi. “Take it, Dro.”

“Hahaha! If it runs out, just say the same Badr, later it can be ordered tonight, tomorrow afternoon it can arrive,” Muttaqin said.

“Hahaha!” their laughter together.

“Thank you, Di. I want to take one Muslim dress for men,” said Sandro.

“Just ask Daeng inside, there are still many,” said Rudi.

Sandro immediately went into the house. However, Rudi quickly called out to him.

“Dro!”

“Ya?” sahut Sandro stopped at the doorway.

“Tadi My phone month. Said Linda didn't refuse if you wanted to shoot her,” said Rudi.

The deg!

It was as if Sandro's heart stopped hearing the news. He so pegged in the doorway because suddenly the contents of his head wrangled seven derivatives.

“Dro! Why you?” asked Rudi in wonder because he saw Sandro was silent like a devil's nudge. (BH)