Behind Matchmaking

The old date moon floats lonely. A thin cloud stroked it with love. The dim light cannot give a shadow on the tip of the pine tree. It appears, Irma was sitting accompanied by bright 20 watt lights in front of her house. His eyes narrowed and looked far away. As if he would want to penetrate the darkness of the night. The toothless old moon continued to look at Irma. It seems like he wants to throw a smile and greet him. But, I don't know. After all, Irma will not understand the expression.

Night continues to swing. Irma's eyes were still staring forward. And for some reason, at the end of his dark vision suddenly Irma looked back at his father's words. Irma felt a very heavy pressure. His breath became tight. His chest was like a huge mountain of rock. Irma took a deep breath. He didn't think. Why did his father have the heart to do that to Irma. Irma does not want to be arranged. Isn't every human being entitled to determine his own life partner. The questions arose from the surface of Irma's mind. Finally Irma realized that only her father could explain.

With lightning speed, Irma got up. He rushed into the inner room. He then sat near his father who was busy with his laptop. Then the questions about the arranged marriage could only be submitted after his father had finished typing. His father did not answer immediately. He still cornered the coffee that had begun to cool. Irma looks impatient.

"In the past, when I was in high school. I once served as student council president. That time was ahead of National Education Day. I and the other student council administrators took the initiative to hold activities in the form of educational seminars. After we held a management meeting, then on a piece of paper neatly written things related to the event. Starting from the committees and the budgets have been determined.
Day after day, swinging his arms continued. The designated time for the event is welcomed as pleasantly as possible. Before the exact day of implementation, all administrators and organizers are expected to attend school to prepare everything. Do you know Irma what happened at that time? "Irma frowned.

"That day when the sun began to wake up from a long night's sleep and shining with yellowishness. I, who felt the most responsible, immediately moved my legs towards school. I walked along a path that had a lot of shrub trees beside it. The sound of crumbling dry leaves stepped on each of my steps. After I passed the funeral I arrived at school.
And after arriving at school. I found none of the noses there. Lonely, silent, nobody. I hope that among them is still on the road. I tried to tell myself to wait. But after all this time I waited and my muscles began to tense. None of them emerged from the corners of my sight. I then got up and walked. Not how far I go. Suddenly ... "Bang ...!" The voice called me. I did not answer. I just turned to him.

Where are your other friends? "I again did not answer. I just threw my bitter smile. Finally after passing the perfunctory conversation. I and he decided to prepare everything for the event. ‘If not now when else, if we are not who else.’ Little by little I and he started working. Prepare a chair and tidy it up. Making decorations and others. Sweat poured on his white forehead. Dita's friend looked tired and tired. I'm sorry to see it. He shouldn't do all that. Isn't anyone more responsible. Because structurally the committee and management are nobody. But it works more than people I trust. "

"I and he just finished the work after the sun perched on the west end of the expanse of the earth I looked at. He and I came out of the hall almost simultaneously. I don't go home right away. I am still sitting just giving a chance to the wind to suck my sweat. "
Irma's father also told me at length about his story with his female friend. His father also told his story that he was not married to that woman. Until the story arrived, in the end they both agreed to match their children later. If you have children who are kind.

"So just because it's what daddy did?" Irma cut off his father's story.
"Wait Irma, daddy hasn't finished telling the story." Irma ignored her father. He hurried away from his father. As fast as the wind blows Irma has left the yard of her house. He ran to bring annoyance to his father and did not know where he was going. He kept walking across the paved road. Irma was surprised. Suddenly a man stood before him. He wanted to scream, but he immediately recognized his face. He is Erfan's lover.

"Where do you want Irma?"
Irma did not answer. He just took a deep breath. But suddenly a roar came to break the silence of the night. Little by little the rain water began to spill from the sky. The two of them ran towards the substation to avoid exposure to rain. Seconds after seconds it keeps changing. The rain never stopped. Irma shivered in the cold.

Slowly Erfan shifted his seat closer to Irma. Irma just like that. The man then kissed his cheek and mouth. Irma didn't budge. Erfan is getting bolder. The man kissed the neck and then dropped to the chest. Finally, a pair of human opposite sex was washed away by a lust that was tempting. A night that keeps flowing. Raindrops continued to spill from the sky. Trees shivering in the cold. Is a silent witness to their love. Witnessed that they had fallen to the bottom of a very deep ravine. Namely the chasm of HONOR.