The End of Hope
74 Eps. Run away

Naya buys some personal necessities and some other necessities about her little desire to make the most of the rest of her abandoned biby merchandise. His aunt had hoped that Naya would continue her efforts and share the profits with him. Because her aunt already had many loyal customers buying pottery and household furniture from her.

Not only personal needs that he bought, Naya bought some wood and iron paint and various colors, which she will use to color some items in a small shop left by the aunt.

Arriving home, he receives a phone call from Dinda who invites him to meet the day after tomorrow at a cafe. Naya accepts because she also misses the warmth of a family. If it can be familiar and close to the Dinda family, what's wrong?

Naya put her painting equipment in the money room used to be used for stalls. He deliberately worked on his plan after the homework was done and the series of prayers of magrib and isya prayers he had carried out. He was worried that if he was cool and busy, then the prayer service would be left behind.

Naya picked up a few items such as a jug of water, a food container and a small barrel made of clay, he painted it with a typical painting of the city of stone and he pinned some batik paintings that he would make his mirikhas. One object takes a long time so that the painting is really beautiful and the paint dries perfectly.

Naya, almost finished a painting on a pitcher of water, when she heard a noise from outside her house. He immediately came out to see what was happening. After opening the door Naya saw Ida was with two male friends who drove her home to her boarding house.

Because he felt it was not his business and did not want to get involved with Ida, Naya returned to doing her activities. He was so excited that he was not yet sleepy even though the wall clock had shown at eleven o'clock at night.

'This hour, Ida just got home. What exactly is the job, him?'

Suddenly Naya hears Ida calling her, Naya immediately comes out and asks what she needs.

"Mbak Nay, have coffee like sugar, right? Isn't there a friend I want to stay here?" said Ida.

"What's the origin don't just often, mbak Ida, not good to disturb the neighbors," said Naya while giving what Ida needs.

"There's instant coffee, brand.ini. Not what?"

"What's wrong Nay, thank you mbak Nay good." said Ida while making coffee offered by Naya.

Naya decides to sleep trying to come to terms with the discomfort that arises from the direction of the terrace. He lost the desire to continue his painting. Naya only intends to do it on the sidelines of her free time after working in the canteen.

-

That afternoon it was time for Naya to keep her promise to Dinda to meet at a simple cafe not far from where Naya worked. He went with an online ojek to get there faster. After Naya got there, Dinda and her mother were waiting.

"Hey, my wife, how are you?" said Dinda.

"Assalamu'alaikum, aunty..Dinda.." Naya said, "Alhamdulillah I am my good husband,"

"Eh yes forget, wa'alaikumussalaam" said Dinda accompanied by a small laugh.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam." said a middle-aged woman who sat gracefully wearing a neatly matching muslimah between her robe and hijab, with a white pearl brooch as a garnish for her veil.

'It seems like I've seen it not too long ago, but when, where?'

"How are you, auntie?" ask Naya.

"Alhamdulillah, fine. How are you Naya, right? You're so much different, if you meet on the street, surely aunt does not know."

"Yes, aunty is also different, more beautiful," said Naya as she greeted the woman's hand and kissed her politely and sat down in front of her while continuing to smile kindly.

"Have not met in a long time. Now look at you're an adult. Thank God you're married, but look at Dinda..."

"There is no soul mate, ma," said Dinda jengah, said her mother also friends and relatives always ask about marriage to her. Dilemma in the middle of society usually occurs when seeing an unmarried adult woman will be said to be a spinster, whereas abroad age thirty is the age considered newly deserving of marriage. Cultural differences that affect it.

They were involved in a warm conversation about their teenage years and funny memories while still in school and also many things interspersed with jokes, while enjoying their ordered food.

Naya and Dinda are best friends who are always together at school, they are labeled as a loyal married couple because Dinda is tomboyish with calm Naya. Their sweetest memories are when Naya willingly lent her shoes because Dinda's dirty shoes were hit by mud even though Dinda had to appear as a flag raiser.

Until their conversation finally came to Dinda's question about Rama, on Naya. Dinda knew Naya had met the man a lot.

"Tante, soon Dinda will get married quickly if the same matter of Rama is done." Naya said as she glanced at Dinda.

"What the hell, Nay," said Dinda blushed in embarrassment.

Looks like Dinda did fall in love with Rama at first sight. But not for Rama, because after their first meeting, Rama never once contacted him. Only Dinda is actively involved in the social media accounts of Rama and there Dinda will be responded to well by Rama.

"Alright, later I will try to bridge your relationship so that you can be closer" Naya said as she finished her drink.

"You'll get married, I'll stay for your sister's soul mate" said Dinda's mother.

"No need to look for a soul mate. Make dizzy mom. The man just doesn't want to get married. His son is difficult too. No, don't talk about a soul mate anymore. It's very sad" said Dinda in the end.

Because the sun has increasingly descended to the ends of the earth, pulling the twilight time into a narrow squeezed horizon. Hugging the human hopes that remain at each end.

Naya said goodbye to go home and said greetings warmly accompanied by do'a so that someday time and age still give them a pause to get back together.

Naya is on public transport, trying to remember something about Mama Dinda. It was clear in his mind that Mama Dinda was similar to Rasti, the woman Naya had met before, in Nha's bu restaurant, and she was the mother of Ares. Even the woman, frankly asking herself to be Ares' wife.

'God, Astagfirullah. Fortunately, Mama Dinda is not Aunt Rasti. If so, maybe I should apologize and run away'

Naya shook her head, she drove away the bad thoughts that had crossed her mind. Naya is worried about meeting the man again. He hoped that they would not be in the same city and would never meet him.

But who would have thought that the rope of fate dragged the lives of humans so tightly and shackled their legs as if they could no longer walk.

-

That night, Naya was again surprised by Ida who had just returned home when it was very late at night. Naya sees a car driving her home. It seems that woman is very busy. They leave in the morning and go home late at night.

Naya rarely met or talked to Ida, because when Naya left Ida was still sleeping and when Ida came home, Naya was asleep.

In the afternoon, when Naya has arrived home, she often receives packages or laundry shipments of Ida clothes. Not even a month Ida lived there, Naya was not able to count how many times she represented Ida received various submissions on her behalf.

Naya woke up for a while until she fell asleep again. After work, Naya worked on the paintings on her wares and she continued it after the Isya prayer until late at night.

Naya already has some interesting collections, and she will work with Rama again by utilizing her social media accounts. Naya will treat Rama to lunch again as compensation. He hopes that items that already look outdated can sell even in demand.

It's the weekend. So that Rama and Naya can take advantage of the time, enjoy a work holiday. Lately, Rama is so busy that he is rarely seen in the cafeteria let alone stop by Naya's house.

Rama Suadah appeared with his distinctive appearance when he wanted to appear in front of the camera. She is well dressed in contemporary fashion style. Naya and Rama were still putting together some of the items they were about to show, while chatting.

"Like, it was school time. If making this garage painting originally from the same affection of this item let it not be redundant."

"good. But what if you want to sell and send it online is not destroyed?"

"If I hadn't thought about it again. Now I'm asking you to show off, let people come here."

"Ck. You're working, who wants to wait for the stall?"

"Oh, yes. Later you tell me, the shop is open from three to eight at night"

"Aren't you cape? You don't love yourself? I'll just love you, Nay."

"Darling what the hell?"

"Love you."

"Eh, there's Dinda who loves you a lot more."

"But I love you the same."

"Rama, we have a deal. Okay?"

Suddenly Ida came out of her room, sweetly greeting Rama. They have not been acquainted since Naya reported having a friend who rented her boarding room. But because of Rama's friendly and humble personality makes the atmosphere warm.

They started making videos and also took some photos. Ida only paid attention to the work of Naya and Rama. The woman looks cloudy looking at all the activities of Naya and Rama.

Ida is also a contract employee like Rama, only he works in a different company, when returning home from work he must follow his band which has also been contacted to sing in a cafe until night. He worked hard for his sister and mother's school fees in his hometown.

"Your lives don't have to bear the burden of others" Ida said as they finished drawing.

"Who said?" naya and Rama said.

"We bear the same things Ida. Sometimes people can only judge from the outside" replied Naya.

Sometimes people can only see what they can see without knowing what others have done to look like others have seen. Understand, I mean...

Some time passed after the video was made. Ida was still chatting with Rama and Naya was painting some more items.

"Nay, look there's a strange comment" Rama said showing a comment on one of his accounts. In the video shows part of Naya's body still painting with wood paint on one of the earthenware. Rama sat next to him and said, "you can order, what picture you want to make on the item or earthenware you want to buy, if interested, call this number yaa..." the video is finished.

Naya grabbed Rama's phone and furrowed an eyebrow as she said, "You know the guy?" and Rama who was asked shook his head.

The comment read, "You know how much I ask? You should know how much I say your name, how often do I remember you and how much I want to meet?"

"The name of the account is strange, but he is still my follower" said Rama while receiving his phone from Naya's hand.

"What's his name?" ask Ida to comment.

"That is called after Indonesia" said Rama. And Ida laughed, and said,

"Yes, what a weird account name."

"Wait.." said Naya, "which is called after Indonesia... That means her name, Raya?"

"Well, you pinter, Nay! That man's name is Raya!" rama said, "Great Indonesia!"

"Mbak Naya, the man commented so in the photo that there mbak Naya, who knows the person kangen same mbak!" said Ida.

Deg. Naya's heart beat irregularly. What does Raya mean to talk like this and is this Kingdom really the Kingdom that he once knew? If the total amount of time they have to pass during their separation is already up to one year. It's been a year since they last met, or maybe more.

Elsewhere.

Raya, a teenage girl, looks at Naya's photo with a smile. There's Naya's cell phone number in the photo. Although the photo is only half body and does not show his face, but the picture of Naya is very familiar. Naya wears the robe she once gave her first when Naya was raining. Yeah, Naya's wearing her mom's birthday suit!

Back at Naya's house.

"Why, Nay?" rama asked who saw Naya's changed facial expression.

"Ahk, it's okay. You guys hungry aren't you? cook noodles yuk. Put on some cayenne pepper, would you?" Naya diverted the conversation as well as calmed herself down.

"You!" answer Ida and Rama at the same time.

After they finished their lunch with just instant noodles and eggs, Ida took Naya to a fairly large department store around the brand's residence. Ida said that yesterday she just got a bonus from the cafe where Ida sang with her band.

"I wasn't invited?" rama said, this is a good opportunity to be able to walk with Naya. It had been a month since they had last had lunch together, they had never again left together.

"Come, can. I just want to buy Naya's mbak a painting tool. I've been taking a lot of it for Naya's sake."

"Which nicotine is it? About staying up late, about coffee or about the laundry money?" naya said jokingly.

"Everything mbak. If there is no mbak Naya how my laundry. But early on, I often forget the nitipin money. Sorry."

"Yes, it's okay. But if the package delivery is often very, mbak Ida this likes online shopping huh?" ask Naya.

"Oh, if the package is from a fan."

"Well, it's cool that you have fans who like to send gifts. Similar celebrities!" sahut Rama's.

The three of them arrived at a fairly large department store in Batu city, they included people who did not have their own vehicles so they could share their sustenance with the angkot or motorcycle taxi drivers.

In his private home in another city, Rama has a private vehicle but rarely uses it to work on the grounds of reducing congestion and air pollution. He is not only an idealist, but also a narcissist. Are there many people like this?

The three of them split up, choosing their own needs and Naya chose some painting tools that she needed and Ida who would pay for them. At that time Naya held the same thing that someone was holding, Naya turned to see who had chosen the same item as her.