An Unwanted Match
(JYTD)~04

Thea lay in the room while looking at the ceiling of the house, she was a little dreamy actually.

Because somehow he always remembered what happened at the mosque this afternoon. That young man, is he okay?

Thea also tilted her sleeping position and hugged her favorite bolster pillow. He was really uncomfortable, let alone that question always popped into his mind.

When Galang he delivered back to his house, the frail young man looked sick and pale. For a moment he forgot all his hatred for the young man, because it turned out that behind his ugliness he still had things that he had never imagined at all.

But on the other hand, when he came to the young man's house. He is less, Galang house is very large and luxurious cars look neatly lined up in one special place, there is his own swimming pool and many more that make him more and more insecure.

He did not have anything to do with Galang, but his wedding plans have been determined two months after he graduated from school. That's what he heard from his mother when he came home.

Either he should be happy or sad. He himself did not know. He should be happy, because then the school will not be disturbed and he can learn without any worry.

But also, he still objected to the marriage because he did not feel ready to build a commitment with someone he did not know at all.

"Hmh, why is it that every time that happens, it hurts?" murmured Thea to herself.

***

Galang opened both eyes in addition to a small stir from the body signifying that he would really wake up.

His whole body did not feel good, but still he had to force him to wake up because he had to go to school.

The alarm in his room kept ringing very loudly and continued to torment his hearing this morning. At 5:00 he started to move from the bed to the bathroom and began to prepare himself as usual.

***

Galang also came down from the stairs of his house to the dining room with a lethargic face, when he reached the dining table he saw his father had already sat on the chair with a flat gaze. Naturally, father must be angry because he had run away from the restaurant yesterday afternoon.

He also sat across from his father, took a plate and a rice dish and side dishes that Bi Esti had prepared for breakfast. As usual, his mother was never there every morning.

Sitting down for breakfast alone with his father is common in this house. I don't know when her mother will be home again, after the last time she came two days ago.

"Why were you last night?" ask Mr. Yahya.

"Why what? I'm not pa-pa" replied Galang flatly, while eating his meal.

"If you're still sick, you can't go to school today. Later papah will take you to the doctor," said Mr. Yahya again.

"No need, no one cares too if I am sick, take care of papah work. Don't think about me."

TUKS!

There was a loud enough sound that the sound on the spoon was knocked on the plate by Mr. Yahya.

While Galang is still cold and does not care.

"What do you mean? You are a papah child, it is clear papah cares about you, try to think more mature. Don't keep acting like a child!" said Mr. Yahya with a slightly high tone.

Galangpun stopped the movement, drank a glass of water and let out a long sigh afterwards.

"It is precisely because I am not a child anymore, Pah, until when do I continue to be rich gini?"

"You mean?" ask Mr. Yahya with a bit of a squeak on his forehead.

"Stop the news that I want to give everything the same Bi Esti every day. And, papah also do not have to bother to find me if I do not go home. Though papah same mama seneng, right, if I'm not at home?" said Galang berdubi-tubi while moving from the seat. His breathing began to rise and fall because he could no longer hold back all his feelings.

Many times it has to be like this and he starts to get tired of it all.

"So talk! Don't be outrageous, you know for yourself the reason for your nyah every time you leave the house! It's because papah cares and is afraid of you for nothing!" said Mr. Yahya with a slightly high tone.

But after that he took a deep breath to regulate his emotions that began to rise because he understood what caused Galang to behave like this.

Silent perch.

"Here you go, papah doesn't want any commotion. Papah will take time for you. You better go back to the room and change clothes. We go to the hospital" said Mr. Yahya more slowly.

"I don't want to!" sergeant Galang. "When will I deal with the hospital? The result is still the same, right?"

Galang stared intently at his father, after which he passed leaving Pak Yahya at the dinner table. There was guilt tucked away, why did he keep putting pressure on his father? All he wanted was someone who was far away.

Mother.

***

The break bell rang, all the students flocked out of their respective classes to just fill an empty stomach and to neutralize their minds after the lesson.

And Galang is now sitting in the cafeteria alone with no one to accompany him.

There are only two months left, and he has promised not to do anything these two months. Not to his father, especially to his mother, but to Bi Esti who has given him spirit and motivation in the future.

Well, one year ago passed in vain, he did not go to class one time because of his work in the old school and he did not want it to happen a second time.

"Hi," said someone who suddenly came and sat next to Galang.

Galangpun,

"Eh, tumben lo my nyamperin?" tanyanya.

"Hmhh, I also don't know why I came here nyamperin you," replied Thea.

Galang was flat, because he did not know what brought the girl to come to him.

Thea sighed before she spoke to this young man.

"Well, by the way, do you want me to be? Because, you're not going to hamperin me if there's nothing very important, except if now you're ngincer my shins," said Galang cut Thea's words that had opened her mouth to speak.

"I just want to know, what's the reason you accepted our match?" thea said with an occasional look towards Galang.

"Reason? If you are my reason, obviously because it is forced! And I know, you also disagree with the same decision? Because you already have someone you like, why do you want to?" galang said and asked Thea.

Thea was silent for a moment.

"Mom" she answered briefly.

Galang smiled faintly, he already knew for sure that was the reason for Thea, because he also accepted the decision because he saw the expression of his father when that day happened.

His father's face, showing a deep sadness, a great disappointment. And he must also bear the shame if it is widespread throughout his working relationship. But, what his father did the other day was really unexpected, he only received a light sentence and no more words after that.

That's what makes him not want to disappoint his father again, until he accepts his father's decision to marry Thea.

***

The day passed after that, Galang who had promised to change his behavior now really proved it.

He was never late for school, although sometimes it was also with the help of Bi Esti who always woke him up if he did not wake up on time.

He never did any more in school, although not infrequently he always just insulted Mr. Bandi in every lesson.

The value of the subjects also began to show an increase, even though it did not get a perfect score. The number eight was more than enough to be an answer when Dad asked him.

Thea, Prince and Aida sometimes greet him if they meet, although in the end it always leads to a quarrel between Galang and Thea which is always inevitable.

Wingky never asked or greeted him at all, but he didn't really care.

And today, is the day that he can prove the results of his hard work. The day he could smile with relief and pride as he returned home.

Well, especially if it's not about her graduation announcement at school.

When he heard that there was not a single student who did not graduate, his heart was happy not playing. That means, he also graduated just like the others.

***

"Asalamualaikum, wb ...."

There was a voice spoken by Galang to end his Ashar Salat. He also confirmed the sitting position and led a prayer with Bi Esti as ma'mum behind him.

Prayers he said fluently and fluently, because since childhood Bi Esti always taught him to teach and give religious lessons that are different from what he learned in school.

That, was one of the many services Bi Esti had with him during his stay in this house.

After he finished praying, Galang looked back and immediately shook Bi Esti's hand.

"Bi, thank you, yeah. Thanks to the aunt's support all this time, I was finally able to survive until now. I don't know what I would have been like if aunt didn't exist" Galang later said.

"Aden this, auntie just did a little thing. After all, by seeing Aden happy, aunty was also happy. Because aunty is like seeing aunty's own child" Bi Esti said gently.

Galang smiled faintly.

"Emh. If so, can I call auntie mother?" ask Galang.

"Aden, why is Aden always joking? Better now just rest in the room. Aden must be tired" said Bi Esti while opening the door and folding it neatly.

"Auntie, I'm not kidding. Can, dad?" said Galang with a spoiled and clear tone. But instead of answering Bi Esti even chuckled amusedly,

"No, auntie will get angry, ladies and gentlemen. Aunty now wants to go to the kitchen first," said Bi Esti who immediately moved from her seat and left Galang just like that with a clear face.

"Auntie! Uh, mom. Wait for me," said Galang again following Bi Esti's step into the kitchen.

Somehow he really likes to be spoiled towards Bi Esti like this.

He knew very well that Bi Esti was also very lonely. Because from what he knew, Bi Esti already had no one left in her life.

"Mother ...! Wait, mother is very shallow in the way." said Galang, continue to follow Bi Esti's steps.

When Galang chased Bi Esti to the kitchen, his steps stopped because now he was blocked by the two people who had just come into the house.

"Eh, Mama, Papah" he said later.

Her eyes were a little outstretched when she saw her mother coming home with her father.

A big, happy smile was emitted when he saw his parents standing in front of him.

"Asalamualaikum ..," said Mr. Yahya.

"Wa aleikum salam."

Galang smiled and immediately shook his father's hand, but when he wanted to reach his mother's palm, his mother seemed reluctant to shake hands. He could only touch his fingertips. Even now, his mother was seen throwing her face away when she saw him.

But Galang kept smiling. "Bah, I ...."

"Mas, I'm tired. Looks like I will rest first," said Bu Rini flatly cutting Galang's words.

"Rin, don't you know. Our son has now graduated from school, how about we eat out today. At the same time celebrating Galang graduation," said Mr. Yahya while pulling the hand of his wife who was about to step.

Galang smiled widely, finally there was also a chance for him along with his parents. Moreover, this is really a special day.

"graduated? Looks like he fooled you. A child like him can't pass, it's just a waste of time" Rini said.

And this time, he really stepped out of his legs leaving the husband and son who had not finished talking.

But before his mother left, Galang quickly followed and stood before him again with a smile that was still visible.

"Ma, this time I actually graduated. Look, this is just a temporary letter. But this is proof that I can change and I don't want to worry about mama anymore" Galang said.

He quickly reached into his pocket and pulled out an envelope containing letters while graduating students and immediately opened wide so that his mother could see the contents of the letter.

Mr. Yahya smiled.

And behind the kitchen wall Bi Esti was smiling at the persistence of Galang reassured her mother.

Bu Rini was silent for a moment and saw the letter that was clearly displayed in front of him.

A few moments later, he picked up the piece of paper and looked at it.

The big smile.

He did not expect much, a smile that emanated from his mother's face was what he expected. Even though it was only slight and thin, he would be very happy.

But what they saw was completely unexpected.

THE KREKK!

The sound of a slow tear that was being pulled over by a piece of paper from top to bottom sounded like a lightning strike in the middle of a hot day.

Galang's smile dimmed for a moment, his eyes that had shone brightly now looked cute and a little glazed.

It hurts, it hurts so much to him.

And the roar of tears was also seen flowing on both sides of Bi Esti's cheeks upon seeing her.

"Rini! What the hell are you doing? You should be proud our son could be better!" said Mr. Yahya with a slightly high tone.

Ms. Rini looked flat and cold as she dropped the paper to the floor.

"It's too late! You should have given me this letter one year ago! Only then will I consider you useful in this house," said Bu Rini flat-pitched while staring intently at Galang.

Steady and lowered his head, he now stared at the paper tear beneath him without blinking a single bit. Right too, he should have given this last year.

Because of his stupidity, because of his selfishness because of his actions, last year he had to stay in class and become estranged everywhere.

It's only natural that her mother is angry with her.

Although in fact, all that he did for the sake of getting the attention of his mother. A little, although only a little.

He wants to be considered to exist.

"Rini! Keep attitude! But he tried his best! And it turns out he can prove it to you! Appreciate your son's little hard work!" said Mr. Yahya even harder.

"Kids? He's not my son, Mum! Until now, he's not my son!" said Ms. Rini in a high tone.

Galang's eyes were perfectly rounded when he heard it.

Whatisthis? Is that true?

Ask yourself.

He's still quiet.

"Excession!" Mr. Yahya increasingly emotional with the attitude shown his wife began to lift one hand up, his palm wide open as if targeting the target.

But Bu Rini was undaunted and instead looked back at her husband with a sharp look.

"Bah, no! Mama is not wrong," said Galang suddenly while holding back his father's hand movements.

He who had survived the silence could no longer let the two of them fight because of him.

"Don't, Pah. Mom, I was wrong. I should have realized my mistake a long time ago, I'm sorry," said Galang again.

Mr. Yahya started to lower his hand.

"Urus himself is this child," said Bu Rini flatly as she left the two of them and entered her room.

Galang.

And behind the wall behind them, Bi Esti's cry broke even more when she saw the look on her face.

"Galun, what did you hear earlier. Don't put it in your heart, your mama must be just tired and just talk. But, papah is proud of you, papah hope you can be better from now on, well," said Mr. Yahya slowly while rubbing the shoulders of Galang.

Galang smiled faintly.

"I understand the reward" he said later, looking at his mother's bedroom door.

"Although it will eventually be bitter and never have time to hear my mother say my name, I will still consider you as my mother." Galang's mind is now twitching itself.

"Lang?" The words of Mr. Yahya disperse the daydreams of Galang who had looked at the door of his mother's room.

"Bah, I'm asking permission to go out first, yes. Can you?" said Galang.

"Where?"

"Just want to meet up. I'm not going to do anything anymore" replied Galang.

"Hmh, okay. Just remember the time, you can't be too tired. Go home before nine" said Mr. Yahya.

Galang smiled faintly and afterwards he shook his father's hand.

He also began to step foot towards the door of the house, somehow his feelings are now not because until he felt he needed fresh air to calm his heart a little.

Earlier, the treatment and words of his mother in fact have given a little wound that makes his chest so tight when breathing. But he still had to survive, whatever he was sure his mother would admit it someday.

"Den, wait?" Bi Esti's voice called out as Galang was about to open his door.

"Eh auntie, why, Bi?" asked Galang astonished, he slightly frowned when he saw that Bi Esti's eyes looked watery and red.

"Where's the hell is Alden going? Better, aden at home only today, if aden bored let auntie accompany. Aden wants what?" said Bi Esti.

Galang was silent for a moment when he looked at the sad face of the middle-aged woman in front of him, he knew Bi Esti must have heard and seen what happened earlier.

And Bi Esti must have wanted to just cheer her up.

"I don't want anything, I just want to get some fresh air outside" he said, smiling.

He saw bi Esti speechless and was still staring at him before he turned around.

But.

"Bi" he said again.

He turned around again and looked towards Bi Esti who was still behind him.

And without many more words he immediately hugged Bi Esti, until a while later he felt a gentle swab of Bi Esti's hand over her hair. It felt so peaceful and so comfortable.

"Aden is patient, yes. Aunty sure, someday, the mistress will definitely nerima aden. Do not despair," said Bi Esti later with still rubbing her hair.

It sounded a bit hoarse and a little bit of a slow stuffing came out of his lips.

"Yes, Bi. As long as aunty is always on my deck. I certainly can," said Galang then as he let go of his wound and looked towards Bi Esti with a sweet smile.

Bi Esti also seemed to smile even though she was clearly forced. Maybe because he didn't see her cry he now also wiped his tears with his hands.

"Yes, auntie's not going anywhere. Then, be careful on the road" said Bi Esti.

Galang nodded slowly and after that he said goodbye to bi Esti.