Old Well Dedemit Terror
Chapter 33. (PoV Warya) - Women's Dream

When he was working in the factory after High School my heart was between happy and sad. Happy to see his independence and patience, sad because Wiwi really wants to continue college.

When I finished college and graduated and returned to the village, our relationship became more intimate. And I intend to propose to him in the near future.

It just so happened that my parents, especially my mother, urged me to get married soon. It's like being together in a trench.

"Yes, War, you're married. I can't wait to hold my grandchild. Do you have a dream woman?" asked my mother to break my daydreams about the memories with Wiwi when he was Junior High and so on.

"Have a dream woman or not? If you haven't, I'll find it" said my mother again.

"Udah, ma'am," I said quietly, shyly, but in a clear voice so that my mother did not regret her only son was still single at the age of 25 years.

"Alhamdulllah.kamu mother's son," said my mother and then embrace and rub my head hair like a child alone.

"Kok thank God ma'am?" ask my father with a slightly sour face.

"Yes thank God, sir. Our son is 25 years old, he has a college degree, it's time he got married, married, and we have grandchildren......Have many children, War? Let our house be crowded. You are a single child." said my mother to make me want to laugh in my heart because mother told me to have many children.

"It's not about marrying her, but back to the conversation. This Warya seems to have no purpose in life, relax, foot barges at home. Uh, get married. What do you want to eat?" my father said it made me wonder. How the rich man so much worried his son could not feed his wife.

"This man is just weird. This father in the village is famous for the rich, hektaran rice fields, how confusing is it to eat children and daughters-in-law?" mom said as I thought.

"What wealth do we have falling from the sky, Mom? It's the result of our hard work, it should be draining of energy and mind, not with foot barges" said my father again.

Now I realize why you say that, my conclusion is that you want me to live independently, can support my wife and children, not just waiting for the inheritance.

It was read by me that the father did not hope that much heritage would fall to his children and grandchildren who could not work hard so that gradually his property could be sold because they could not manage it. It makes sense to think of you too and I promise to pay attention to it.

"We as parents have to trust Warya, sir. He's an adult, he's a college graduate, he's a graduate. I'm sure Warya already has a mature plan in her life. Isn't it War?" my mother said again.

I'm nodding.

"Well then, try now to say, who is that woman of your dreams?" said mother with great emphasis.

I pensively for a moment, confused to say it. Will Wiwi be accepted by my mother and father? What if rejected on the grounds that Wiwi is not a family of children who can afford even in the eyes of the community Mr. Muslih and Bu Ratih, Wiwi's parents are good people, hard workers.

So that my problems do not drag on and do not want to disappoint my parents then I immediately said it.

"My ideal woman, Wiwi, the daughter of Mr. Muslih and Mr. Ratih, Ma'am, sir," I said in a soft tone of voice carried by a heart that was not in need.

"Vivi?" both my parents looked surprised.

"Yes" I replied, firmly.

"Do you have no acquaintance at all with the college girls so that they are both college graduates?" ask mother.

I shake my head.

"Don't you regret having chant from the common people?"

I shake my head. My father was just listening and dumbfounded, I don't know what he was thinking.

"Don't regret later so the talk of people because your parents who can be said to be famous in this village, but have a daughter-in-law mediocre people?"

Again, I shake my head.

"Yes already. Mother agrees. May you be a match" my mother said, making my heart so happy.

"Creally Ma'am?" much

"Yes that. The important thing is that you become a responsible husband, dear wife, dear child. Sir, take Warya to the house of Mr. Muslih, pinang women dream of our son.." said the mother to the father.

It seems really mommy has been kebelet want to pet grandchildren. Mr. budging. His gaze was straight ahead, not looking at the mother who asked him to speak to me as well. I don't know what's on his mind.

"Sir!!!! How silent???" ask mom while patting dad on the shoulder.

I'm happy too. Now is the time for my hope to soon marry Wiwi who said the mother of the ideal woman and I think so, will soon be realized.

My plan, if married, would have Wiwi stop working, and would have her continue her education to pursue her cia-si as she had said when she was in Junior High School.

That is if he asks. If not and will focus on being a housewife, that is also better. However, in the present era to study does not have to be in formal educational institutions, there are many ways to study by utilizing technological advances, especially the internet.

However, hope remained, a mature plan to propose Wiwi that my parents had agreed was suddenly hampered by the act of Darpin cees.

At that time I was playing in the village field on Sunday. I was exercising just walking down the village highway while running around. Arriving on the road not far from the field, I saw 3 women who I knew everything, namely Wiwi, Yati, and Imas,

I also approached the three when they were eating meatballs. After the meatballs and I paid the three, we also intend to go home together

But suddenly came the Darpin and made up for disturbing us.

It turns out that Darpin still has a taste for Wiwi, even he threatens in addition to insulting Wiwi and his family.

At that time I began to worry until finally there was a disaster that really made me chest tightness and heartache very very very.

Wiwi, my lover who will be betrothed and married was stained by Darpin cees to death and his body was found in an old well.

I'm really devastated by Darpin. I must repay their treatment. Not willing to be this heart if you have not fully revenge for their actions.

My parents were also concerned about the incident. And when I told him about the threat of Kades Danu and even Mr. Muslih was forced to pay a debt of Rp 5 million, my parents helped him and mengikhlaskan money does not need to be returned even though Wiwi's brother, Kak Rama, did not need to be returned, he said that the money would be returned sometime.

My parents were willing to accept Mr. Muslih to work on my father's fields and rice fields if he deigned to no longer be accepted to work in Kades Danu.

I also heard Kak Rama's story that Kades Danu and Mang Tanu came to his house to invite peace over the case that ensnared his son and released his debt of Rp 5 million. But Mr. Muslih and Kak Rama are not maladeni so the money is still returned to Kades Danu.

I welcome the decision of Mr. Muslih and Kak Rama like that. Making peace with the likes of Kades Danu and Si Darpin will add to the victims of other crimes.

After the tragic passing of my beloved, my mind was very upset and very sick. I always remember the good memories with Wiwi from the time he was Junior High until on Sunday we joked at the meatballs.

That was my last meeting with Wiwi until I received a call from Kak Rama about his abduction who at that time was still guessing that the culprit was Darpin because when he made a call near the meatballs he's our mangancam.

I can only pray that my beloved may be at peace and peace in nature, accepted by her Islamic faith, forgiven all her faults. For sure I promise not to betray his love, I will close my heart to another woman, let alone my lover died in a mess.

However, I was very surprised when some nights I dreamed of the arrival of Wiwi as in reality only.

He came in all white, his face was glowing, beaming, he seemed very happy to meet me. I myself am obviously very happy to meet him again even though only in the virtual world, the dream realm.

For me Allah SWT is indeed fair to create a virtual world or dream for every human being so that with people who have returned to the realm of immortality that in fact supernatural nature is still allowed to meet as in reality.

Yes, like I was at Wiwi's arrival, as if it were true in the real world, wailing, talking, and smiling.

"Allah is met again, even in the realm of dreams" I murmured.

When he asked me how I was doing, I answered okay. He smiled, the smile I saw when we planted the seeds of love.

Until the conversation regarding the relationship of our love stories was discussed in the dream. I told him that I was faithful to the promise, not to turn to another woman as promised.

But he advised me not to stick to that promise because he said we were different in nature. He was already in the realm of immortality, whereas I was still in the mortal realm.

"We are different nature. You have to open your heart to other women. Don't expect me to have moved nature. Come on, brother, don't torture yourself!" his advice moved me.

"No dear, Brother will not betray our love. Once Brother loves you, forever and ever. Not only in the world, but will reach the afterlife, especially Brother is sure you will be placed in His heaven because you died in helplessness, in the lust of Satan the curse that you will see the bastards screaming in hell like your screams when they are tainted.." I said at length.

"Yes, brother, I understand. But you also have to accept the fact that you are still in the real, natural world, follow the circumcision. Married, had children, and enjoyed happiness with women other than me" she said with words of wisdom but at the same time made my chest tight.

"That's it, brother, I'm home. Take good care, send greetings to the Father, Mother, Brother Rama, my sister Wati, father and mother brother........"

He also left me stunned. My gaze continued towards him that was getting farther and no longer treading on earth, drifting into the realm of eternity leaving a wound in my heart.

Instantly I screamed. (Connected)