The Shadow Of Love
Suddenly Marriage

Continuing with the shadows of the past is not easy. That's what I'm feeling right now. I tried hard and hard to live by destiny. 

Mother's advice saying that Risqi's sister would definitely be disappointed if I gave up, made me want to try to rise from the slump. What they say is true. I should have been more sincere in accepting the fate line than the Divine. 

The days of solitude. My self-disappointment led me to build a high wall for the men who were about to approach me. Several times there are trying to melt the already frozen heart. But none of them succeeded. I'm still as hard as an ice cube at the North Pole. 

In the end, the day that made me hate my own parents even more happened. I who was relaxing on the terrace of the house, suddenly surprised by the presence of guests invited by the Father. 

A white Toyota Agya stopped right in front of my house. Some people get out of there. One of them was a man who might be the same age as me. They walked to the door. Before that, they had time to greet me who was being indifferent. 

"Assynnya!" 

"Waalaikum greetings," I answered briefly. 

I looked at the people in turn. When my netra unintentionally looked at the man, she smiled warmly. However, I refused to respond to him. 

"Sorry, Deck. Mr ada?" ask a woman who is a member of the unknown guest. 

"There was. Hold on, I'll call you first." I try to be as polite as possible. 

"By, Deck." 

I also put my feet up to enter the house. Intended to call the Father who turned out to be walking out. 

"Sir, there are guests" I said briefly, You stopped his steps.  

"Why wasn't he asked to come in?" ask the Father in a slightly elevated tone. 

"Take in. Father. I'm going to go to the room!" 

He continued to take steps to meet his guests. While I continued walking towards the room after raising my shoulders. Do not want to know what business makes you have guests from the elite.

After entering the room, I lay down on the bed. The headset lying on the table, then put it on. With a position lying on the mattress, the head rests on a pillow that is clamped with a wall. 

I spend more time alone in my room listening to favorite songs that are memories with Risqi. My eyes were closed as I permeated every meaning contained in those songs. 

For almost an hour I enjoyed my solitude and loneliness in the room. Suddenly my arm was shaken by someone. Reflexes, my eyes were wide open. I saw Mom standing next to me with a look like a daze. 

"Why, Mom?" ask her. 

Mom moved her mouth, but I didn't listen to her voice at all. My ears still contained the melodious singing of the famous singer who became my favorite.

"Pantes from earlier was called non-denger!" mom with her style. 

I laughed softly. "Why, Mom?" I repeated the same question. 

"Father wants to talk" said Mother briefly. 

"About what?" many wonder. Unfortunately, my father rarely asked me to talk. 

"Find me first, Shay!" 

"Yes-yes." 

I got up from my most comfortable position, then came out of the room to see Father. Although lazy, in fact I did not have the courage to refuse Mom's orders. 

You see, I was sitting in the living room. On the table there are still several cups of drinks whose contents are no longer intact. 

"Sit down!" my father ordered me to stand next to a wooden closet. 

"What's up, sir?" manya lazy. However, my feet still stepped closer to him, then sat on the chair in front of him. 

"That guy, you've seen, haven't you?" ask the Father back. 

"See." I answered as if. 

"Where?" ask the Father again. 

Getting the question, my eyes narrowed. "Where's what?" 

"No handsome?" 

"Okay," I replied indifferently. 

I looked at me sharply. He doesn't like my answer. 

"He's your future husband, yes!" 

"What's? Husband-to-be? Don't be weird, Dad! If you want to joke, don't do it." 

"Serious father, yes. That man was your future husband. You have been betrothed to him, rather than constantly remembering the dead."