The Destiny of Widya's Love
3 Amsterdam's
Lira is a Dutch crossbreed, as aunt Cici is of Dutch descent. But after Aunt Cici married Cirebon-born Om Dahlan, so since then aunt Cici and om Dahlan settled in Semarang because the business om Dahlan as the owner of a sports car showroom domiciled in Semarang.
There was a voice calling Widya's name. Widya's eyes looked left and right to look for the direction of the voice calling out to her. Looks Beautiful woman, tall, white, with long hair waves waving his hands towards Widya while calling Widya's name. There was a bule man, who was accompanying Lira.
“Maybe husband Lira” thought Widya
While talking left and right with Lira, then continued by shaking hands with Anthony, Lira's husbandami bule. Nervously, Widya tries to communicate with Anthony. With a small laugh, Anthony replied in Indonesian fluently. Widya with her reddened face held the shame turned out Anthony could speak Indonesian.
Lira and Anthony are married in different religions. In the Netherlands, marrying different religions is a very normal and ordinary thing. Lira was blessed with a beautiful little girl who was only five years old. And Widya did not want to interfere about her cousin's personal problems.
Already four days Widya lived in the Lira house, the days Widya spent just watering the beautiful flowers embedded in the back garden belonging to the Lira in every morning after the dawn prayer. After helping Lira cook in the kitchen, and breakfast with Anthony before Anthony leaves for the office.
After Anthony went to the office, Widya also went for a walk accompanied by Lira on a tram around Amsterdam. GVB operates trams, buses and metros within Amsterdam. Buying tickets is pretty easy. For tram can also be purchased directly in the tram with credit card payment. With one buy tram ticket, can be used all day streets around the city of Amsterdam.
After a day of Widya and Lira satisfied the streets in the city of Amsterdam, and enjoy the beauty of the city of Amsterdam, finally Widya and Lira stopped by a cafe they saw on the street. At the cafe, Widya's eyes look around the cafe room, warm nuances, with a combination of several colors on the cafe wall. Wooden tables are arranged quite classically combined with benches that are designed modern just silent, because they do not understand Dutch. The distinctive aroma of toast that spread throughout the cafe room made Widya look comfortable and very fond of the cafe. then Lira ordered two cups of coffee and two servings of toast.
Widya and Lira chose comfortable and strategic-looking seats to enjoy the warmth of a cup of coffee and a piece of toast ready to eat. Blown breeze combined with a view of crowded traffic but not crowded. Widya and Lira chat memories that they had been through, it turns out that Lira remembers all the moments that Widya considers trivial, which she had long forgotten. Funny and ridiculous.
As they laugh at their memories, visible from the point of view of Widya's eyes, there are men's eyes that always look at Widya and Lira. Netra is considered the eye that a man who likes to tease women as he pleases. Widya ignored the suspicion of the owner of the naughty eyes, while connecting the chat Lira, whether Lira realized or not, Widya like the origin of laughing without letting go. Eventually, the Lira realizes that Widya is not in their conversation.
“You why the hell Wid? From earlier it seems like you are strange, you are tired yes, so we just go home, yes,” asked Lira to Widya
“No, tired indeed, but I like to walk with you Lir,” Widya replied
“Then why does it seem like your mind disappeared, when we chatted some time ago?” ask Lira curiously.
“Lir, don't look back, I've noticed guys watching us. Since from earlier he mengeliatin we continue to”, Widya finally admitted.
Curious, Lira ignored Widya's orders, and spontaneously finally the Lira's body turned back to see the figure of the man Widya meant.
Knowing that Widya and Lira are aware of the man, Widya and Lira finally see him, if the man walks up to them.
“Hai Lira... “ replied the guy while shaking hands did not forget the chips. Widya was just glued like seeing foreign soap operas, not understanding the language they use.
After a few minutes of conversation that Widya did not understand like a goat, Lira finally realized the existence of Widya who pecked for a while.
“Oiya, Steward, this is Widya, an old friend of mine in Indonesia. He came to Indonesia for a walk. Widya this is Steward, my cousin. I used to go to Indonesia to play at my house, when we were chatting in my room. You will have a crush on him first”, say Lira introduced Widya to her cousin. Widya's face was shocked and embarrassed, but the legality of Lira using steward Indonesian definitely did not understand.
“Widya” said Widya stuck her hand out at the steward while remembering those times.
“Hai, steward.” replied Steward
Steward is Lira's cousin, the third child of her first aunt Cici. Steward has a handsome face, high posture with shoulders that are field, white skin with red hair wavy.The perfection of God's creation is on Steward. She must be Widya's model.
Widya, Lira and steward finally sat three in one small stool. Exasperated it feels Widya on Steward, already know a small bench for only two people, forced by Steward joined by pulling a bench from another table. After the mangosteen alone and a polite smile heard the Lira and steward chatter because their conversation using Dutch that did not wantya understand finally finished too. Just now Widya breathed a sigh of relief because finally finished also the conversation Lira and steward. But Lira makes Widya's heart beat fast and shocked, because either suddenly Lira decided to go home alone leaving Widya with a stranger according to Widya. He said there were important things to do with Anthony.
“Widya, I go first yes, you go home delivered Steward yes, he knows my home,” said Lira to Widya while hurriedly leaving.
Widya who was only dumbfounded was confused to answer what to her friend's lira.
After spending about ten quiet minutes without talking, finally Steward started the conversation with English. Fortunately, Steward uses English that Widya can understand and Widya can answer every question—questions steward.
I don't know where Widya and Steward's story at the table was, laughing, the beards between Widya and Steward, ordering another drink and a serving of toast with other variants. He also told if he came to the country to hone his ability to cook cakes. Lira had recommended a place she could study.
And it turns out Steward has a friend who is a chef. Then he will introduce Widya to his friend. Steward's friends will be off at night. And can be used to chat if Widya wants. It just so happened that Steward's friend was from Malaysia. Widya agreed.
Widya seemed to forget her matchmaking because so eager she to take a course of cooking various cakes.
Widya and Steward returned on foot. Traveling twenty kilos of distance between cafe and home, not Widya and Steward realized because throughout the journey Widya and Steward have the same similarities and hobbies. And it turns out that the man can speak Indonesian a little while still stammering.
And that sometimes invites laughter Widya, and also makes Widya must be an Indonesian teacher for Steward who is interested in learning Indonesian. He learned self-taught from Lira.