A Piece Love Dream

Can someone love just because a piece of a dream? It is impossible. However, my brother mere puppet experience - at least that's who he claims.

The girl he loved was Laura, his own cousin. Reasonable, is not it? In fact, to be lawful when my parents thought was to ask for her hand.

All started from the narrative Jamal. He said, she dreamed of Laura as her mother introduced her as his bride.

"We've known each other, ma'am," said Jamal in the dream shyly. The girl nodded with a shy smile as well.

Jamal is actually not too sure the girl is Lala. His face was faintly visible. However, Jamal felt the aura of the girl he knew enough. Remarkably, this is reinforced by our father. On the same night, he dreamed about Jamal is sitting in the aisle seat with Lala! Is this a sign? I do not know. Only, since then I feel the outlook towards Lala Jamal changed.

They are real friends to play in a small time, but never met again as a teenager. Lala families live far away in Surabaya, while we were in Jakarta. We rarely get together, even during Eid, so that memories of Laura are owned by Jamal's childhood memories of the old as a loving brother to his brother. Love where absolutely unthinkable to see Laura as a lovable girl, even lawful marriage. However, the dream was able to conjure up everything to be ... love (?).

Let's say I'm too quick to conclude as love. Maybe it's just a rainbow that never vanish disturb liver recesses of my brother. Rainbow is able to turn it into a quasi-melancholy to make our family worried that he often stared distance, and then sighed softly.

"Maybe you should see him in Surabaya," said Mother.

"I do not have to, Mom. Cook the flower bed just because I see him, "said Jamal.

"Maybe it's a sign."

"That Lala my soul mate?"

"It's not. That had long you do not visit them to stay in touch. Let Mbakmu and her husband later that accompany you there. "

Jamal was stunned for a moment then nodded.

Well, good at persuading Mother. Yet unbeknownst to quiet my sister, my mother we delegate the task to "woo" Lala. Mom really believe the dream as a sign that asked me to ask about the possibility of willingness dipersunting Lala Jamal.

"Why not just ask the Paklik? Let them fixed up, "I said at the time.

"Ah, your brother would not want to."

"But ..."

"Never mind. Jamal's mother knew not too mature. Have not finished college. But at least he has income from business sambilannya trade, right? "

"That's not what I mean. What I bet Jamal want to Lala? Maybe just a dream just a romantic moment. "

Mother stunned. I'm sure she is not sure. That he knew only Jamal's acting strangely. That's it. The rest he expected his own. Mother who seems just desperate to woo Laura.

"Entrust it all to you."

Walah! Means my job many times over! In addition to ensuring readiness Lala, I had to make sure my brother own feelings.

***

He was silent. I knew it was his reaction when I asked about a possible match is with Lala.

"You love her?" I changed the question. This time Jamal even chuckled.

"Maybe ... I dunno. It was not fair. "

Of course no fair! To me, love as a dream is just nonsense. Besides Jamal did not know what kind of face and personality Lala today. I did not know.

"Relax, Mal. Never mind. The important thing is we got there first, "said Bang Rohim, my husband.

***

Upon arrival at Surabaya, we were greeted warmly Lala family.

"Well, Today Jamal tho? Oala, wis gedhe yo! "Bulik said.

Jamal just smiled. Especially when dijawil Bulik fat cheeks like when he was a kid.

"Where is Laura, Bulik?" I asked as I did not find the child's only child.

"It's in the kitchen. Wedhang're making. "

I rushed to the kitchen. I'm really curious as to what Lala now. I saw a girl there. Subhanalah, beautiful! He kissed my hand. Hmm, well mannered. Worthy enough for Jamal. But, I must refrain. Bang said Rohim, take a persuasive approach to this mission. I'm not so sure I could give him the scenario completely.

Not much is done Bang Rohim but to ask Laura to guide each of the three of us went to downtown. He told me not to talk about arranged marriages, marriage, or whatever term proposal to Laura. He said, despite our close family, we did not have long met each other. Laura could see us as "foreigners". This joint effort to travel back in order to familiarize Jamal, Laura and me. This would be easy for us now express the real intentions later.

This evening when my husband where I was allowed to reveal it all to Laura. Should do so. But Jamal ahead of me. I never thought he was serious about his feelings. He uttered it. About dreams, about falling in love, even about the proposal.

"Maybe Sister Laura thought this is silly. Brother felt the same. But, at least now feeling confident with Abang Abang. So, would not have applied if Lala brother? "

Nonhuman surprised if Laura was not shot like that. He looked troubled. Like I did. Unfortunately Laura does not respond the way I respond to the proposal Bang Rohim first.

"Sorry, Mas. I already consider you a brother. It's hard to change it. "

An end. Up here we just struggle in Surabaya. Jamal smiled knowingly, but I believe his heart was disappointed. Endless love that magical sweet. We got back to Jakarta with rejection.

Since that day, Jamal melancholy sight. He again engaged in its activities. My sister was really great. Although heartbroken, she did not want to dissolve in his feelings. In fact, later I knew he would not surrender. At least it succeeded in familiarizing rejection back Jamal with Lala. They both often send SMS just say hello or tell each other stories. Jamal really view this as an opportunity to change the view toward Laura.

More time to change up to the time when Jamal expressed again his desire. Unfortunately rejected again. Once again up to three times.

Mom and Dad are concerned to see it. They can not do much. Their desire to match both Jamal's just starting.

"Terms of person who becomes my bride, to be sincere to be my companion. Of his own volition, not the other! "So why always.

Whatever what he said. But this is the fifth step in maintaining love Jamal not accomplished this. He was getting close to the head three. Quite surprisingly, he still continued to maintain it. It is hardly worthy of love is maintained continues. He must be muzzled. Lala is not the last girl who lives in the world. For that Mom, Dad and I love conspiracy to kill Jamal. It was time to consider the other girls. Incidentally there is a want. Pak Haji Abdullah has long wanted bermenantukan menyandingkannya with Azisa Jamal and his firstborn. We arrange matchmaking without the knowledge of Jamal. So, our family tried to "incite" to take into account the existence Azisa Jamal, his friend since high school was.

Alhamdulillah managed. Jamal begins to open hearts to Azisa so when Pak Haji Abdullah asking him to be law, he had no choice but to say yes again.

***

Willingness Jamal had been obtained, but oddly enough it never also set a date for the wedding. This time my instincts as a brother to play. It was Jamal is facing a problem which can not he shared with anyone, including Azisa. Time for me to be a good sister for him.

"I do not know, Ma'am. I think I'm not ready for marriage. "

My eyes widened when Jamal expressing cause.

"Why?" I asked, somewhat hesitant. I do not dare imagine if Jamal suddenly canceled matchmaking. Our family could bear the shame!

"It's not Azisa jodohku."

I'm getting a gasp. I began to guess the direction the conversation.

"Lala-kah?" I asked. Jamal nodded slowly, but surely.

"Actually it's a dream the other day did not come suddenly. I asked him to God. I ask Him to give you hints on later jodohku. And that appears turns out Laura! "

I went back into silence. I really suck. Is as old as this, still can not be good for Jamal's brother. I'm confused should respond how.

"Ma'am I'm sorry if all this could be a good brother, Mal. Even for this one too Ma'am your problem can not be answered. Only, we'll never really know what we believe to be true as truth, Mal. Including your dreams. Ya do not know what else to consider it nonsense or actually sign. Even if the dream was an omen, certainly a lot of meaning. "

"You memaknainya as love and soul mate, Mom and Dad memaknainya as gathering memaknainya as typical of the ideal wife for you. Is not Azisa did not differ much with Lala? The dream was relative, Mal. "

Jamal just sighed softly as he looked at the distance. His face was sour. Probably did not want me to be not supporting it.

"Maybe," I continued, "this is just a matter of love alone. Maybe your heart is still living in the shadow of Lala and never once even gave an opportunity to enter Azisa. You're living in real life, Mal. Until when will be a dreamer? "

I was struck by what I said myself. I knew it would not say this. It's nothing. Some time ago we heard someone Lala received the proposal. Despite giving up, I'm sure Jamal still has a love for Laura. He is definitely sick. I really insensitive brother. I'm sorry. I hug Jamal, tears of regret.

Jamal also crying. She sobbed energetic frustration, disappointment, loneliness, despair's decision, even lonely. I'm touched. How much he suffered during this time.

"Tomorrow we cancel it an arranged marriage with Azisa, Mal. That's better than you do not willingly go through it later. That you say about marriage, right? We talk about this with my father and mother. "

I thought this was the best. No wise man kept insisting it was an arranged marriage at the time Jamal hold this fragile. While Jamal was wounded and wavering in his feelings. Let our family to bear the shame together.

"No. We keep going. I'm willing to live the rest of my life with Azisa. Maybe I just need a little cry alone. I go first to the house of Mr Haji to discuss this. Assalamu'alaikum. "

I looked at the departure of Jamal with indeterminate feeling. Considering all of this happened because of a dream. Yes, God is really a sign of thy dream? If true why difficult political reality? If it was not true what many people believe?

I brooded. Forgive me my sister. I'm just a man, who was unable to translate all his mystery, even though it is written. I just tried. He remained decisive. I'm sorry.

* Winner of Short Story Writing Competition Hope IV Ummi 2004.

 

 

Sources: Umm Magazine, No.. 12/XVI April 2005/1426 H