Pura-Pura Jodoh
Bereft

There were no clear circles coming out of Frans' eyes, but there was clearly sadness that was now being felt. It was much different from Lula, who had been crying so much that her eyes felt so painful. Afraid, Lula is afraid of not being able to carry out the last task of Eyang Ano, which is to find a good wife for Daddy.

One firm hand was now flanking Lula's arm. Take care of her, just in case the girl faints next to the Eyang Ano navel. Rainer's father, who always stands next to Lula, accidentally leaves his wife in the car to look after Lula.

The sun is moving west. Lula watched as one by one of them began to leave the location. Leave the nuclear family that is still so lost Eyang Ano.

“Papa and mama go home first!” pamit Ferdinan, to his son.

There was no response from Frans, the man just looked down as if on top of the navel there was a contract agreement with exorbitant profits project is waiting for his approval.

Seeing that Ferdinan turned to look at Lula, his hand repeatedly patted the shoulder of the girl who was still officially his daughter-in-law. "Please accompany Frans! me and your mama are going home first!" pamit Ferdinan, then stepped away after seeing the response from Lula.

During this time, Frans seemed to not accept the presence of a new woman in the life of father Ferdinan. In fact, until this moment the man was reluctant to mention his mother with the name mama.

“Dad just go home, let Lula here accompany Daddy!”

Lula's voice made Frans look up. As if realizing there were still them in this place. Frans covered her grief with a faint smile. “You haven't come home?” ask Frans.

“Daddy from earlier daydreaming! so do not know if we are here.” just like Frans, Lula tried to cover her sadness, trying to comfort the man who is now officially her status as her husband.

Rough breaths slid free from Frans' lips. He looked back at the photo of Eyang still sitting on top of the navel, the woman was smiling, looking very beautiful in the photo.

“No more calling me rain!”

The two people compactly turned their heads towards Rainer, realizing that there were still people who had also lost Eyang Ano other than the two of them.

“However I have considered my own grandmother. As a replacement for Ella. I also lost the affection of Eyang.”

“Udah, Dad's coming home! Pity you have been waiting a long time in the car!” expel Lula, the words of the father actually made her even sadder. He did not want his tears to spill back when he heard the pitiful words from his father.

Rainer glanced towards Frans with a sharp highlight. “Jaga my daughter! Just be careful if you dare to hurt her again!” rainer's message before leaving the tomb of Eyang Ano.

"I never hurt Lula! we just lack communication" Frans said. Rainer clucked in annoyance, before completely leaving the tomb.

In that desolate place, it now left only the two of them. Lula did not dare to approach Frans, because of her status as a wife on paper. All they know is that Frans married Priscilla, and unfortunately the woman known as Frans's wife was not present at the funeral home. Even until this moment, the woman did not show her nose.

“Daddy sad?” Lula tried to break the silence. In fact, without even being asked she knew what her husband would answer. But he was also confused about how to entertain in a way.

“No. Anyang is old, she will accompany her husband and son.”

Lula nodded, apparently her guess was wrong. Lula again locked her lips, letting the sound of the wind take over the atmosphere this afternoon.

“You're home now?” bargain Frans after long enough they silenced each other.

“Is Daddy satisfied?”

“We can still come tomorrow.”

We were? Lula asked in her heart. Why not just him himself! Is this relationship not coming to an end? I don't want to get carried away.

“Come home! It's not good to cry for too long. Let him calm down in the barzah realm.” This time Frans clasped Lula's hand, making the girl misbehave. But instead of removing Frans' hand, Lula faithfully followed her husband's steps.

Frans forgot to go to the tomb with the hearse that was carrying the coffin. As a result, they currently do not have the means of transportation to go home.

“We wait for Ibnu first, I will contact him.” Frans asked Lula to sit in a chair. While he was a little away, to contact Ibn.

From his current position, Lula gazed deeply toward the tomb of Eyang Ano, not willing to leave the woman here alone.

“Still remember this flower?”

The question distracted Lula's attention. She looked up at her husband who was trying to comfort her. “Embol of immortality,” sahut Lula.

Lula smiled in a knot, accompanying the husband who took a seat beside her.

“Take, this for you!” edict Frans.

Lula scooped the flowers of her husband's gift. Then bring it closer to the nostrils, inhaling strongly the pungent aroma of the flower. “Where About Ibn? Can you pick us up?”

“Can, maybe fifteen more minutes will be up.”

Lula silenced again, suddenly confused when sitting side by side like this. She has not been alone with her husband for a long time. So, there was a sudden sense of awkwardness appearing within him.

Frans's head is now at war, his heart is eager to ask Lula for a second chance. But his tongue was a little, reluctant to move. But, before it was too late was he allowed to express this intention? ah, dammit! Is this the right time? Eyang just died. Is it worth talking about this now? “Lula!”

“Ya?”

“What's kam—kamu .. what, uh, how are you doing?” damn, why is it so hard to say! regret in the heart.

“As Daddy saw. Lula is fine.” Lula answered briefly. But not with my heart, Dad! inner later.

Frans' shoulders were shaken slowly. Actually he knows enough about Lula's current condition. “Lula, Daddy wants to talk seriously with you.”

Lula nodded, giving Frans time to say what was bothering her mind at the moment.

Before saying it clearly to Lula, Frans first confirmed his sitting position. Trying to make it comfortable so as not to disturb the concentration.

“Lula, what's still ad—

“Frans!”

The call cut Frans' speech. Making the two people sitting on the chair turn to the source of the voice, where a woman in black clothes who printed her curves, stepped over to the position of the two of them.

“You?” Frans moved from his position, which was immediately greeted by a friendly embrace by Priscilla. The man froze, not returning Priscilla's embrace at all.

“According to mourn the departure of Eyang!” priscilla Gumam. His gaze turned towards Lula, as if dislikeful of the girl's presence in this place.

Lula who understood himself to be a bully began to move on the chair. “Dad, Lula home first, yes!” pamit Lula who made Frans quickly keep Priscilla's body away from him.

“Lula, Ibnu has not come!”

“I can go home by taxi, Dad!”

“No. I'll take you, Lula!”

“Frans, let him go home!” Priscilla chimed in.

Lula smiled wryly, while continuing her steps, not caring even though Frans would not allow her to leave.

“Lula I need friends!” prevent Frans, who is able to stop Lula's steps.

“There's aunty Priscilla, Dad!” suhat Lula, a little emotion.

“But what I need you!” frans' firm voice left Lula slightly above the clouds. Moreover, when the sturdy hand was re-locked with his fingers, it felt increasingly made Lula feel confident. “You're all I need! Understood?!” frans continued when their views met.

“Frans!”

“Sorry, Ibnu has come, I must go home." Frans pointed towards the white car that had just arrived. "Aren't you coming to Eyang? Please, he won't move anywhere! Unlike me, once you leave me I might still be able to hold on and still wait for you. But, twice you left me and made my family ashamed, don't expect any more chances!”

Priscilla looked annoyed, hearing Frans say that. Unlike Lula who was thinking hard to interpret the sentence that her husband had just said.