Buntara Rindu
Section 14
Longed to be silent for a moment when he heard Saka's words. He did not expect that this man in front of him was so serious about wanting to propose himself.
“Mas sure?”
“Yes, I never lied or even pulled my words. It's more about you" Saka replied without hesitation.
Steady the man got out of the car, his eyes watching the tired Miss carrying a bag that might contain her clothes. Without a word he groped and brought it.
”Wong ayu should not carry a heavy-weight, “bakarnya, without giving the opportunity to miss reject his kindness.
Miss resigned, and walked towards the black fence of his grandparents' house that looked as quiet as ever.
”Assalam'alaikum.“ The sound of greeting from Miss immediately made one of the residents of the house open the door. The old woman came out to answer the greetings from the girl, and looked a little surprised at the arrival of the grandchild. He was also confused by the participation of Saka with Miss, he looked at them alternately for a split second, then hugged the grandson.
”You came home and didn't say?“ he said, releasing his grandson's embrace.
”Sudden, Mbah. Because asked to come to Reyhan's wedding,“ replied Miss covered her sadness.
”Whose order is this?“ The Mbah looked back at Saka from top to bottom, scanning the man with his old eyes.
I have not yet taken a breath and am ready to open my voice. Saka introduced himself first. The man grabbed the old woman's hand and kissed her like a child to her parents.
”I Saka, Missing-level sister on campus, Mbah. I came here to apply for Miss,“ he said. Of course the Mbah princess immediately widened her eyes in disbelief. Then I looked at Miss with a face full of questions.
Longing could only look down not answering his mother's question as if agreeing with what Saka had just said.
”This is real, Nduk?“ As if to convince himself, he asked again.
”Njih, Mbah. Sak estu,“ replied Saka firmly, replacing Miss, because the girl did not want to answer her grandmother's question.
”Oh... Please come in, son. Sorry little miss.“ the middle-aged woman invited Saka in, and asked her to sit in the living room of her house. ”Mbah kung's... Mbahs... Your granddaughter's home!“ she called out to the husband who was still behind.
Before long the old man came out with very slow steps as if careful, the wife was swiftly helping the husband sit in the guest house of their house.
Misses grabbing the hand of her mba kung then gently peeling the back of the man's hand, followed by Saka who did the same thing.
”Who's this, Nduk?“ As if curious Mbah kung also gave the same question as his wife earlier.
”Husband candidates Miss.“ The wife replied quickly, answering her husband's question.
”Prospective husband?“ The man looked a little surprised, then scanned Saka who was sitting in the living room from top to bottom.
”Njih, I came here to propose Miss personally before my parents officially came to propose Miss.“
Their old eyes rubbed against each other as if in disbelief. Because all this time they don't know who misses close to whom, which man. All they know is Missing just two weeks of college in Jakarta, and now there is a man who will ask for it.
”Bentar Mbah make tea first.“ Mbah ti to move. But miss prevented it.
When Missing had completely disappeared from before them, then the Mbah kung opened his voice.
”The miss is poor girl, son. It was as if his parents never wanted him. Until now our grandchildren were used to it themselves. It's not that we want to refuse, it's just that we are afraid to miss being wasted so," Mbah kung explained about the girl briefly.
“I promise will keep Miss, Mbah. I really love Miss, its simplicity makes my heart melt, never have I found a girl like Miss in my life, and I will not let go of Miss, and will fight for Miss at any cost.”
The two of them looked back at each other, as if they were throwing questions.
“We can not decide this, all we leave to Miss. He is an adult and about accepting or rejecting, we leave it to our grandson.” The Mbah kung is looking for the safest answer.
Miss out bring a tray of four cups that have been filled with sweet tea to serve Saka.
“Please drink, Nak Saka.” Mbah ti immediately invited Saka, and of course the young man welcomed with joy, because for the first time Saka could taste the tea made by the idol.
While sipping the thick tea with the aroma of jasmine, Saka immediately took a deep breath, the sweet taste combined with the bitter tea stuck perfectly in the man's taste senses.
“Excellent,” muttered Saka lirih.
“Ya, Mas?” The miss who could not hear Saka's words immediately asked. He was afraid that his homemade tea would not taste good or not fit on Saka's tongue.
“The best tea I've ever tasted, Rin.” The man put the cup back on the table. “So if we marry, I can make tea for you every heart.”
Longing to smile shyly, his homemade tea is indeed considered delicious. Even Kiai and Nyai Reyhan's parents liked the tea made by Miss.
“Rindu it can not only make good tea, the cuisine was delicious, son,” said Mbah Ti.
“I did not choose wrong means, yes, Mbah?” kelakar Saka, smiling. Making Miss's face flushed, for a moment she could forget about Reyhan.
The atmosphere was so fluid, because the personal warmth of the saka was quite capable of melting the cold and lonely longing.
“How is it, nduk?” After satisfied chatting with Saka, Mbah kung changed the topic of their conversation, until the atmosphere returned serious.
Longing confused, but before long he nodded as if resignedly accepting Saka to be his life companion—only so that Gus Reyhan away from him later, so that the man could learn to love his wife and forget Longing. The girl sacrificed herself, and it will self-destruct.
Getting a positive response, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and hamdallah's sentence came out of his lips.
“InsyaAllah later tonight my parents come here.”
Mbah Kung and Mbah Ti return to eat each other. “Loh... We're not ready yet, son.”
“Not bother, Mbah. Papa same Mama I came just want to apply.”
“But mas, we have to get ready.” Miss finally opened her voice as well.
“What you need to prepare is your heart, which must be ready to accept me as I am.”