We've Been Matchmade
What's up, Din?
I should have rested just like Abah said, but the matchmaking problem left me unable to close my eyes. My brain is forced to keep thinking. Just like Umi who has not been willing to keep quiet, continues to discuss her brother Dinda even though Abah has advised. Umi still continues to question his suspicions that Abah considered excessive. Umi predicted all this due to the influence of his father's new wife Dinda.
"How long ago Fifi died but Mas Hasan was married again, even though Dinda had protested, he actually knew that his father needed a companion again, and he did not want to, he only asked for a few more months but Hasan did not heed. As if being chased once the marriage should be as fast as possible until now the relationship between father and son is not good. When Fifi was still alive they were very close. We are the witnesses that Hasan pampered Dinda. Yes, his name is child. Just like our son Dihya." Umi said again.
Umi was finally completely silent when Abah reaffirmed with little threat.
"alright then. I'm not gonna say anything anymore. Won't talk about that brother's best friend again, even though I feel like Dinda's been cheated. I don't know by whom. But obviously I can only pray that everything is okay for Dinda!" Umi firmly.
"Mi, that's the prayer!" reprimand Abah again who feels umi is still one-sided.
When in the room. Now, my finger is actively typing messages for Dinda. I typed a few times, but ended up being deleted as well. I'm still designing words so as not to misunderstand. This matchmaking problem will obviously be very sensitive advanced like this. I wasn't ready, but I didn't want to lose Dinda. I just need time!
[Din, Abah Hasan was here, you were okay, right?] Finally the message I sent.
[Change to go there too? Sorry Dihya, just ignore what Abah said. I'm sorry to bother you when you're sick, right?] Reply Dinda.
[I've done nothing. Can I see you tomorrow? I want to talk directly.]
[OKAY. I'll go to your school.]
***
At ten in the morning. Finished copying all the courses left behind when sick, Lucy suddenly approached.
"From the future wife, tuh!" he exclaimed, pointing to the seat where students usually rest after college or just meet with friends.
"Oh yes, makasi." I said. Then hurriedly approached Dinda who was busy staring at the screen Hpnya. "Assynnya!" I told him.
"Eh, Dihya. Just wanted me to wa. Wa'alaikumussalam Warahmatullaah Westarakatuh." The answer. "Where are you talking?" ask Dinda while looking to the left right. Actually here is quite comfortable because it is not too crowded, so I invite Dinda to the left wing that is more closed to avoid the inconvenience of Dinda.
"What's the matter, Din?" My toot. I didn't take my eyes off her. The sweet maroon-red girl with the grey veil looked worried. "Why is everything all of a sudden? Your relationship with Abah Hasan is not okay." I guess, to make it easier for him to talk.
"It's not me, it's Dihya. But .. ahhh I don't know. Just like I told you that I did need a lot of data from Ustadz in the cottage, so I approached Farid as well. But I can't tell you what's really going on, I'm afraid it's a slander. Abah is my father. He's the only family I have right now." He lowered. "Dihya, like the message I sent, I'm sorry that Abah has interfered, let alone you just got sick. I'll ask Abah not to come to you again." He lowered his head.
Dinda raised her face, then looked down again. "It's just trying to keep me from being around his life anymore." Dinda's voice raucous, before long I saw a tearful streak flooding her cheeks. "I'm just trying to protect what Umi's been fighting for." Reveal it.
"You haven't married again." I said. "You still need time alone without the presence of others because you don't want the figure of Umi Fifi replaced by someone else" I added, trying to calm Dinda down.
"No, I'm not sincere Dihya. I know Abah still needs a companion for life especially so far umi has always been with Abah. There is an Abah dependency on Umi, so when umi is not there, Abah is immediately gamang, he said, but what makes me confused why it should be with that woman who is far below Abah and why so fast!" Said Dinda.
"Din, whose name is mate does not hold age, social status, time or anything. If God has already decided. Be paired. Marry me! We can't set God up for this. Who and when. Can't Din. It's all written in Mahfudz. Abah's soul mate and your ummah are up in the world, replaced by your stepmother now. Don't like it that's his destiny, Dinda."
"But you don't understand. After their wedding there was a lot of chaos in the cottage which I really didn't like!" Said Dinda
"Din, I just caught you not ready to have a stepmother. You don't want your mother's position to be replaced by someone else too soon."
"No, it's not so Dihya, you don't understand!" he looks pissed. Perhaps because his thoughts were disputed by me. That's why Dinda decided to leave me without any deal.
Aghhh, I'm really confused. Why the woman is anything innnya cramming continues. Not yet finished discussing. If so, what should I do? Obviously I'm not ready to get married, but he doesn't want to be negotiated!
[Forget what Abah said. You're free of Dihya.] As if you understand my feelings, Dinda suddenly sends a message.
[Din, we talk again with a cold head. I'm on your side.] I said.
[No. You don't understand how I feel.] Reply Dinda. [Don't text again because I won't read let alone reply!] last message from Dinda.
As he would. I didn't send him a message even though my head was dizzy looking at his child-like behavior. Like it's getting married? There's every problem he's having.
"It looks like you guys are not okay." suddenly Lucy shows up near me. "Sorry Dihya, I was watching from the front of the library."
"Yes, it's just so." I said. "Women, anything's crappy."
"Masa? Not all women." Cetus Lucy's. I glanced at him. "My family, there's no such thing as thrashing. Could be left." He smiled widely.
Unknowingly, I was instead focused on him to compare two people who were clearly different in character and character.