We've Been Matchmade
We've Been Matchmade. The point!

Initially Dinda thought about the matchmaking was just my joke. He even had a laugh, but when I asked his father to ask and answered yes, Dinda was immediately shocked. Can't say anything.

"Am I that bad that you're shocked by the idea of matchmaking?" I asked, as we met in the park between the housing I live in and the housing of Dinda. He still does not answer. "When I've been trying to get into medical school so that five more years can be a doctor to enter the criteria of the prospective husband you expect." I said again.

"Devil!" Dinda immediately put on a pouting expression. "That's not what I mean, I'm less likely to be betrothed to you, Dihya. We are like the earth and the sky. You're smart and almost every student in our school likes you. While I'm ...."

"Stop. No need to describe who you are. The past three months have been with you, I can already judge what you look like." I said

"What-like?" he looked at me curious.

"Yes that's how."

"What's Dihya?"

"Din, you can certainly judge for yourself because who knows more about yourself, you are yourself."

"No, that's not what I meant. I want to know your judgment about me. Can I poke."

"Hmmm, if for that match, I don't mind. I'm following our parents' decision."

"So you want to accept just because you want to obey the wishes of parents. Well I'm disappointed."

"Why disappointed?"

"Nothing. And now what?"

"You go on with your life, I will."

"So we officially accepted the match?" he glanced at me. Seeing me silent he immediately laughed a little. "really funny. Never had I expected before to be betrothed to Dihya Azizi, the most student ..." he glanced back at me then giggled. "How do your fans respond after knowing that we are betrothed? They will definitely be hysterical, angry at me because we feel we are not suitable but unfortunately we have graduated so I can not see them jelous every day. Ahhh God is indeed very fair, yes, almost three years I became their bully material, but finally I even got the Dihya Azizi that every day they crave." Dinda still giggles.

I heard not really care because now I enjoy the scenery more beautiful than what Dinda felt, which is when she returned laughing, giggling, giggling, laughing at something insignificant but his expression was adorable in my opinion.

"Haven't?" much

"What? Want to tell me to calm down, not celebrate my luck because I was betrothed to you? Oh can't Dihya, though, I still want to laugh at those who spend a long time in our school bathroom stinking Pesing just for the sake of polishing her face to look beautiful in front of you but it turns out I'm the lucky one. Yeayy!" he again jumped with excitement.

"Did I like that open up to you?" I put on a cool look. Suddenly Dinda was silent, glancing with an amused look.

"Don't be so Dihya. I don't want you to be so cute like Marco. Stay like the usual Dihya. Totally cool natural without artificial cool pretentious!" he insists.

It was my turn to laugh gigglingly see her amused herself with my expression just now.

***

I glanced from the bedroom window to the front porch. There was a female silhouette wearing a pink robe there. At home there is only me and two khadimat who usually come early in the morning to beberes and cook and then go home in the afternoon. While Umi and Abah are usually in the next office taking care of our family's hajj and umrah travel business.

"Amira?" I said, while at the entrance.

"Shy. I'm sorry if I'm interrupting." he lifted his head for a while, clearly puffy eyes. Looks like he just cried.

"What's wrong?" my many.

"I failed to get into the college my parents wanted "

"Oh, maybe there's not the best."

"Dihya .. why now I feel my life is not as good as before. What I want I don't get. I really lost everything. My dreams, goals and also love. Did I not deserve ... I failed Dihya." she cried, I felt sorry for her.

"That means God is preparing something better for you Mir. You are a good, diligent child and InshaAllah saliha. You will get the best too. Maybe you can try to enter a public college in our city. The test has not been carried out." I said, trying to give input. Whether he accepts it or not, it doesn't matter.

"Do I still have a chance at Dihya?" he looked at me expectantly. A look that I really don't understand where the conversation is going.

"A chance? Oh, definitely. If you want to try and pray. Leave it to Allah Mir, He will give his best. I'm sure you know that." I said, trying to give him some advice even though I'm sure Amira understood all that.

"Including trying to get you? Dihya, I'm sorry, but after you rejected me it felt like I no longer had the spirit to continue everything. Can I hope for you?"

"Mir, I don't think we need to talk about it. We are too young to talk about it all. Don't break your own heart, Mir. Our journey is still long. You pursue your goals first." I said again.

"But Dihya .. I really can't run everything as usual because my mind is on you."

"That's how clever the devil tricked us, Mir. Don't let them drive your heart. You're a good man, Mir, don't spoil what you've been taking good care of all this time."

"Assalamualaikum." The conversation between Amira and me stopped because of the sound of greetings that had stood a few meters away from us. "Eh there are guests. Mmmm, this is Amira isn't it? It was Dihya's friend back then, wasn't it? What's the need?" ask umi.

The sudden arrival of Umi made us both awkward. Amira could not continue the story because she was not happy, especially Umi did not let us both. Umi waited until Amira finally came home.

"But next time there is no need to accept female guests if not for important business" Umi said after Amira returned home.

"Iya mi, Dihya also did not know that Amira had come to the house" I said.

"Umi's been watching since she first came. Umi is not comfortable there is your friend of the opposite sex linger in our house. Not well seen. Except for important reasons. If it's just a conversation, it's best avoided."

"Yes mi, Dihya ngerti." I said, then went to the room. While Umi returned to the office because it was the arrival of Umi to the house just to tell Amira to come home subtly.