Waiting for First Love to Return

Waiting for First Love to Return
Dilemmas


In the morning, I was just lounging on the bed. After a long night, this morning it feels like the eyes are still heavy to be closed.


"Where are we going this morning?" Reyhan asked after the dawn prayer.


"I'm tired Ay. Going to sleep again." I answered lazily and moved a body that felt sore. Keep the folded face, and go back to bed.


"Capek huh? Sorry, yesterday was too excited." He said sorry and grinned.


"Yes is it." Waving your hands, pulling the blanket over your entire body.


I raised my head again, looking at Reyhan who was still sitting cross-legged facing me. " If you are bored here, the streets themselves are also not papa. The important thing is to bring breakfast home." I let him go before asking. Than he's tired of waiting for me to sleep, right? Reyhan never slept after dawn. So let him take a walk by himself if he wants to.


"Ck." Decaknya and stand up, take off the sarong and his cocoon.


"Why what?" I asked, alert as Reyhan was wearing only shorts approached me and pulled over the blanket. I held the blanket so it wouldn't open.


"What the hell?" I pulled back the blanket I was holding.


"I'm tired of Ay." My whining has been thinking things through. Reyhan played last night not as usual. I don't think he's tired. Repeatedly.


"Ck. You're not the only one tired. I'm tired too." He answered and pulled back the blanket I started to remove after hearing his words.


"Keep up to what?"


"The sleeping link. What is the thrill of walking alone? The sleepy sleepy dredged my roll." Come in behind the blanket.


"The roll fell, that's it, Ay." Pointing the bolster that from last night has been thrown down. Not even cleared up this morning.


"That's not my roll."


"Certainly? Here's just one roll." I was confused and didn't understand. Circulating the view looking for similar objects. Empty though. That's all there is.


"I want to hug this." Pulling my body back to lie down. Which makes me understand what that means.


"I'm human, not a roll." My murmur does not accept being equated with inanimate objects.


"Yes lah. A roll that can bend back is what I'm looking for. Who can protest, who can lash out, can also get angry." He said with a head that has been stuck in his favorite place.


"When the hell am I mad, Ay? "


"That never gets angry?"


"Nwg."


"Well, no need to be reminded. "


Finally this morning we resumed our dream in silence. Hugging behind a blanket drives away the cold. Waking up when your stomach feels hungry. The sun had gone up, even the light was already hot.


This afternoon is the diving schedule. And I think it's a very anticipated moment for Reyhan. He seems to be excited and happy. Seemed very enthusiastic about the activity.


"The cake." Excited spirit, telling me to wear the equipment that has been prepared by the team. I was just staring at the equipment. While Reyhan has been wearing it complete ready to plunge. It has not yet reached the recommended location.


"I am here." Reject me. Put back the tools that were given to me.


"Where the hell is that? He said he agreed and wanted to come? Why now?" Protest disappointed. He was so excited.


"I want to see the view from here." I said I chose to enjoy the view from the top of the boat that was walking towards a good place, which was suggested by the driver.


"Aye. You go down with the others. I'm waiting here. " Bujukku entertaining.


"Unexciting. " Rightly.


Don't know. Usually my Reyhan never forces anything on me. Just this time he really wanted me to follow this event. Unfortunately, I am not interested at all.


"Yes call. You turn on the camera so I can see things down there. " Peach me again.


"Why don't they just take the vidionya? Or search in you**be also a lot." Still with the mode. Turned my face away from me. Not want to see me at all even though I approach and always try in front of him.


"Dong Ay's style. If you go down, there can be your face there. I want to see that." Whining persuaded. Holding her arm hoping she'll face me.


Ah, you're right. Now Reyhan saw me sitting in front of him. I used the best smile to persuade her not to fail the plan she had made.


"But why are you here alone?" Ask with a worried look.


"I'm not alone Ay. There are them." My answer is to point to two people who don't wear diving gear. Two men who keep watch above.


"But I want to drown with you. Pli." Begged. Really want to. He is not a person who likes to force the will, so if you have asked this he would like to.


"I'm scared Ay. I'm just here. Afraid there will be nothing the same as Dedek, how?" I touched my stomach which started to stand out as an excuse.


"Yes, too." I touched my stomach by thinking. "Yes that's it. Let's go somewhere else. It matters both."


Huh huh? We've been this way. Cook has to turn around?


"We have arrived. This is the most suitable. The view below is still good, not polluted." The driver explained.


"Tu Ay, it's up to us. I don't want to turn around. His grandfather wants his Abinya to drown. Representative Ay." My persuasion.


"Foolah. I'm down." Breaking up and stealing a fleeting kiss before leaving, which made me glare in protest at the sight of so many people. Shame on you, but it doesn't seem like such a strange thing. In fact, they are ordinary, just stalling a smile and continuing to give an interduction.


I just sat there waiting, watching my husband plunge into the sea that I don't know how deep it is. Which is certainly quite safe because it is accompanied by an experienced guide and two other divers.


Accompany bored I took a mobile phone to capture the beauty of the panorama here. Turn on the phone that I haven't turned on since night. Because Reyhan forbade me from bringing hp at dinner. No photos with cell phones. Only twice immortalized by photographers who have been provided . My brain is quite capable of accommodating every detail of that event. Able to record the beauty of togetherness last night.


"Huh?" I was surprised to see ten missed calls from David's number as soon as it lit up. There was also a chat that just opened up. Just a message from him, nothing else.


If abah and mom won't call if I don't call first. I just called just talking. Not to disturb the holidays, he said. Ah, it's weird.


"Why the hell is he?" Open the existing chat with a slightly shaking hand. I don't know. I was confused by my own feelings. I want to love my husband completely. That's my resolve. But lie if I used to read chat from him.Lies if not curious what is when he made many calls. I'm curious, and my heart is beating.


I read slowly the row of letters he sent with a thumping heart. Glancing at the water, afraid to be found out husband. There is no sign Reyhan will appear.


Of the many words he sent. The point is only one. He wants to get me to work in business. The cake business I had, working with his new restaurant located not far from our village.


He also gave the address as a meeting place to negotiate this decision. And he asked me to decide the time.


I was able to breathe a little, because Arfan was no longer discussing our relationship. But I remain in a dilemma. Reread the messages he sent. Decision making. Accepted or rejected? But it's a good opportunity to grow the business.


"Where is it? But it's business. Don't involve the heart." Mumbles. Can I do business with him without getting my heart involved? Did Reyhan allow me to do business with him? What should I explain?


I still stare at the quiet hp. Reading repeatedly until he memorized every word he sent.


But whatever my decision. I have to discuss it with my husband.