Happy Birthday To Me
Happy Birthday to Me - 62
...🕯️🕯️🕯️...
Syifa combed her hair while sitting in front of the mirror which showed her smiling face this morning.
Today is a happy day for him and also for his mother, Rahmi. Of course because today his mother will be proposed by Mr. Jaya. Maybe if Syifa never allowed this proposal then the application activity may never happen because of the selfishness of the heart that Syifa keeps attached to her heart.
He used to feel that his mother belonged to him as well as his father but someone instead took her and took her away from his side. And now he wants to make his mother happy by uniting his mother with Pak Jaya.
Drttts
The phone rang the sound of incoming calls making Syifa quickly stop its activities. He grabbed the phone until Lena's name was seen there.
"Hello."
A voice from across the street sounded. Just now Syifa pressed the button to hear a voice from across from Lena directly talking.
"Lo where, anyway? Eight o'clock I know. I'll wait until the moss is here. Where the hell is that?" cerocos Lena's across the street.
Syifa patted her head. How could he forget if every morning he always picked Lena up to go to school and now he even forgot to call Lena.
"Oh, very sorry. Syifa forgot to forget."
"You mean? Forgot about school? Forgetting to wake up or what?" pissed Lena's not good.
"Sorry, Na. Syifa didn't go to school today."
"Loh, why? You're sick, huh?" asked Lena with her voice that was now swallowing as if she was worried about Syifa's state.
How could he not worry if this was the first time Syifa had not gone to school.
"What pain do you have to relapse again?"
"No."
"Well, why do you keep doing it?"
"Today Mama Syifa wants a proposal."
"Master? Same who?"
"Jaya sir."
"It's not that you hate it, is it the same Mr Jaya?"
"It's not anymore."
"Well, how come all of a sudden?"
Syifa got up from the chair and walked to the window of her room.
"Well, Mama Syifa also needs happiness and happiness Mama is the same Mr. Jaya."
"Well, how are you, dong is me?"
"Yes sorry, Len. That means Lena's not going to school either."
"Ah, lo crazy."
"Sorry, sorry Lena. Syifa did not remember that Syifa had to take Lena to school. Yeah, Syifa's been there, did you take Lena to school?"
"No need. I'm late too, mending you pick me up to your house. I also want to see Mama you proposed."
"Want? Yeah, wait, yeah! Syifa will pick me up."
"OK, deh."
The disconnected connection made Syifa finally stare at her phone screen and smile a little there. Now it's not just him who doesn't go to school, but so does Lena.
What this could be said is by skipping or working together not to go to school.
God, I hope no one suspects anything today.
...🕯️🕯️🕯️...
The fingers stopped moving as Syifa touched Rahmi's fingers. He gave a very sincere smile there.
"Why Ma?"
"It's okay. Mama was just worried."
"worry why? Mama is afraid, yes if Pak Jaya does not come with her family?"
Long silent at last Rahmi spoke.
"Yes, because Mama had chatted but not replied."
Syifa smiled trying to show her Mama that everything would be fine.
"Mama need not worry, Pak Jaya will definitely come because Syifa tau pak Jaya is very dear to Mama. He's coming."
Lena who had been leaning her body near the window finally turned her head quickly when she heard the sound of vehicles from outside stopping right in the yard of Syifa's house.
"Syifa, there was a car that stopped in front of the house" he said, making the happy Syifa quickly run up and down the window.
He peeked a little there until Mr. Jaya along with his parents stepped down from the car.
"Mama! Pak Jaya has come with both parents," he said making Rahmi smile happily.
Now both of his cheeks are red. Somehow she is like a girl who wants to be proposed by a handsome man when this is not the first time but this is the second time because Farhan, her ex-husband has also done this.
Look, even his heart is beating so fast.
...🕯️🕯️🕯️...
The atmosphere of silence now envelops a guest room that is only inhabited by some people, namely Syifa, Lena mbok Jati Pak Jaya and her parents Pak Jaya who appear to be very old. Gray hair with wrinkled skin.
They stared so seriously at Syifa who could now only look down for a moment as if uncomfortable stared at with a very serious view by the two parents from Pak Jaya.
Is it possible that the two parents of Pak Jaya did not like Syifa? Even the two parents from Pak Jaya never talk a little let alone say hello to Syifa.
While Rahmi is now in the room, did not dare to face the two parents of Pak Jaya.
The very quiet atmosphere made Jati finally speak up.
"Before we start it, maybe Mom and Dad can have a cup of coffee!" his door offered to make the two parents of Jaya sir nodded their heads according to what Jati mbok said.
Maybe he thought if the Jati mbok was the parents of Rahmi made Syifa a little laugh when the two parents of the Jaya sir were according to the Jati mbok.
The two old men from Pak Jaya put the cup of coffee on the table with both eyes looking seriously at Syifa and Lena in turn.
"You're Syifa? Rahmi's son!" pointing Father from Pak Jaya made both eyes of Syifa widened unexpectedly.
How could the father of Pak Jaya know his name. Instead of answering Syifa quickly stared at pak Jaya who looked timid.
"Sorry, forgive me, Syifa. I was so excited that I told my dad everything."
"I told you about Rahmi and anything related to Rahmi" she explained making Syifa so happy.
Honestly, he did not expect that Pak Jaya had told his figure to both parents from Pak Jaya and that means this indicates that Pak Jaya was very serious along with his mother.
"Yes, my name is Syifa. I'm Mama's son."
The father of Jaya laughed.
"Don't call sir! But call me grandfather because soon I'll be your kayak."
"Jaya with Mama you're getting married, okay?"
Not yet had time to answer suddenly, Mama from Pak Jaya spoke again.
"Call him Grandpa and call me Grandma. We'll soon be your Grandpa and Grandma, won't we?"
"Rubber," answered Lena most vigorously making Syifa a little surprised until the atmosphere was treated to a joke and laughter that occurred in between them.
...🕯️🕯️🕯️...