"It is true that love is an extraordinary gift."
Today I have been allowed to go home by doctor Kahfa. Pak Ali is very happy and so is Ummi. I am also very happy, especially now that I really feel the love given by God through a lecturer who is fierce, firm, strange and definitely flat. It turned out that Mr. Ali was not like that, he was very kind, sweet and most importantly for me he turned out to be an ustadz. Alhamdulillah, if I get married later the person who proposes to me must have the title of Ustadz, and Alhamdulillah I was given more than the Most Merciful. Not only an ustadz and lecturer, Pak Ali is also a professor as well as a doctor. Ah! I feel like I'm with great people every day.
"Thank you for everything, sir," I said, looking at Mr. Ali's face so deeply that it made him a little embarrassed.
"Don't look at me like that, later I'll baper you're not even responsible," he said again but while taking my suitcase out of the trunk of his car, while Ummi was busy in the kitchen making a cup of warm tea and snacks.
I kept staring at him, just for fun. Want to know where the point of boredom when I keep looking. He was a little surprised when our eyes met, but he was reluctant to look at me. Did Mr. Ali do all this just out of pity for me? If so, it's better if he doesn't come and make this heart hope too much.
"Better and it would be nice if you go in and rest," he said as he continued to focus on carrying my belongings, Akh! Irritating!
I'm a little angry and with my cocky tone. "I know and I can take care of myself!" I said then turned around. Wait! Why is this floor slippery? Which made me almost fall, luckily I just wanted to. And it was thanks to Mr. Ali who caught my body swiftly.
"He said he could take care of himself," he said mockingly.
"Blame the floor, why must it be slippery," I said as I stood up straight and left Pak Ali.
"What a weird, annoying and flat lecturer!" I thought as I continued to walk towards the kitchen.
"Ummi, Nia wants to help," I said, smiling at Ummi's cute face.
"Eh-eh, no. You just got out of the hospital, now you go to your room and rest!" Ummi ordered while gently stroking my head which was covered with a headscarf.
"Nia doesn't want me, Ummi, Nia wants to help Ummi," I said, whining a little like a child asking for money haha.
"Ummi said you have to rest, or else Ummi will be angry and won't eat for a week," said Ummi lightly. Ah, Umm! Threatening myself again.
"Okay, Ummi, this time and I don't know how many times Ummi always wins," I said and left Ummi who was in the kitchen going to my room.
As soon as I arrived in the room, I immediately lay down this tired body. Ah! I miss the atmosphere of the room, where every Sunday morning, Farhan will knock on the window, then tell me to leave the house to see the beautiful scenery created by the Almighty Creator so extraordinary.
I've been trying to fall asleep for ten minutes, but to no avail. Alright, I'll try again, but the more I try the more these eyes won't close. I heard a little talk of Ummi and Mr. Ali, for some reason my heart suddenly hurt. I overheard that Pak Ali would soon be getting married. But why is he always with me lately? Why did he turn my heart. Why? I moved from my bed to the living room, where Ummi and Pak Ali were. They were both surprised that I came out of the room with an unreadable face. They looked at each other.
"Ummi, Nia wants to marry Farhan."
Duar! Mr. Ali immediately stood up hearing my words as well as Ummi.
"What are you saying, Nia? Are you aware?" Ummi said as she stepped towards me.
"Didn't Ummi hear what I said? Akh! I want to marry Farhan! With Farhan, Ummi!" I said then left the house, I don't know where I'm going.
"Let me catch up, Ummi."
Umm nodded.
*****
Now I'm under a shady tree. Actually I accidentally said that I wanted to marry Farhan. I just didn't like it when I heard that Pak Ali was getting married, that's all.
Suddenly someone approached me, Pak Ali turned out to be. He sat down and remained silent. I don't know, I don't really care, period.
"Nia, are you sure you're married to Farhan?"
Why did he ask like that? Who knows.
"So what?" I answered by asking again.
"It's okay, only if you want to marry Farhan, I have a heavy heart to cancel our wedding plans."
I was surprised, looking at Mr. Ali. What? So Mr. Ali will marry me? Ah my base.
"I don't want to! Nia wants to marry my father."
"You are my first and last love."
"Father only belongs to Nia," I said proudly.
Pak Ali laughed, then wanted to hug me but I crossed my arms to my chest which meant I didn't want to be hugged.
"We go home?" he asked in a soft voice.
I shook my head, then ran to the ice cream parlor, bought one with chocolate flavour.
"You?"
"Why, sir?"
"Why only buy one? I want one too."
"Variety is beautiful," I said then handed the ice cream to Mr. Ali.
"Tomorrow you have to start college, you have fifteen days of permission."
I nodded my head indicating that I understood.
"Em... Ummi already know I'm Kania?"
"Not yet, but I will definitely handle it, you just take it easy, okay. Tomorrow I will pick you up, okay?"
"Yes sir!"