GREY MARNI
Doni and His Desire

Doni is a teenager who is in a position where he should have a relationship with a woman. Like men in general who have started to get married in their 20s. Currently Doni is 25 years old and was born in a very well-to-do family and Doni is also well established crosswise with his career.

At the age of 20 years Doni completed his education as a bachelor of economics and currently Doni is running his father's business as a director, although not yet fully replace his father because indeed Doni is the only child.

Inside the house at that time there was only Doni and his mother who was watching television.

"Son, when is marriage". Said his mother who was sitting and glittering in front of the television.

"Tomorrow" said Doni who was standing to the right of the window.

"Tomorrow said?"

"Yes... Ma"

"Seriously?"

"It's not bad luck" Doni turned his head and looked at his mother who was seriously responding to his words.

"Marriage college! I want a grandchild"

"Good Ma"

As in general, a mother will demand her child to get married soon when the child has begun to age. Doni is known as a good man and likes to joke, especially in front of his mother.

Doni was still standing next to the window while his mother was dissolved in the television series and snacked on. Doni kept staring out the window, a blank stare that hinted at a deep thought.

"Ma.." said Doni, in a rather quiet voice.

"heemmm." replied his mother with a mouth that was chewing.

"What kind of woman does Doni want to marry?".

The mother was a little surprised to hear her son's question and approached Doni.

"Do you know the story of father and mother when you met?"

"No"

"Your father used to be a hardworking teenager when he met his mother". Doni listened and confirmed his standing position, facing his mother who was starting a story that had never been told to him.

"Mother remembers those days, before she met your father, she was this extravagant girl who loved shopping. But that all changed when I met your father". Seeing his mother smiling sweetly Doni was curious and asked.

"Where and how did you meet your father?"

"Your father used to be a tire patch that helped mom when mom's tires were leaking"

"It's normal to just meet an ordinary tire patchworker, but this time it's different."

"When I was sitting and waiting for your dad to finish patching the tires, there was a conversation I really liked."

"Where are you from?" With a slight hardening of the voice of Doni's mother tried to describe the conversation that occurred at that time.

"Confidential"

"The world is full of secrets"

"It's none of my business"

"Yes... Mbak's business is just waiting for me to patch the tires"

"He'em"

"Not all leaking tires can be patched, sometimes something must be replaced"

Doni's mother stopped telling stories and invited Doni to sit down. After sitting down, Doni's mother spoke again "Actually at that time, she was just pretentious and responded a little from the words of your father, but suddenly she said"

"What if we get married?"

"Dad asked Mama to get married?" doni Sahut.

"Yes, I was surprised to hear your father's words"

"Keep how Ma?"

Mama Doni continued.

"If we get married you won't be confused anymore if the tires leak"

"It's not like I need to consider if you want to marry me"

"What would you consider if someone wanted to marry you?"

"For example, a better job than a tire patch or maybe a better educational background or maybe a family that has it"

"If so, then you're wrong"

"haa-hh? why am I wrong?"

"Marriage is the beginning of a new life, and a new life will not be exciting if there is interference from the past"

"It's okay, it's just an opinion that I want to live with and I like to sit down and talk to you"

"How much, so how much?"

"Ten thousand"

"Thank you"

Doni's mother sighed and drank.

"After the incident, Mama often played to the tire patch workshop, not infrequently also mother helped him, but also mother helped him, without you realizing every thing you do with your father makes you more comfortable forgetting about the life of a mom who likes shopping, hands dirty by oil, and so on, the sweat and the face filled with the scribbles of the black ink painting of God, it all made the mother very happy"

"As far as I wanted to get married to Mama?" cut Doni.

"Far after that, your father came to the house, met your grandparents"

"Wahh... Cool dad, dare to come and propose to mama"

"Hahahaha.your father didn't come to propose"

"Keep what's dad gonna do?"

"He came in with a face full of oil and asked 'is there a leaky tire?' and it's not once but many times and almost every day"

"Until one day there was a leaky tire in the house, and your father patched it"

"At that time your grandfather was standing next to him watching and occasionally laughing, mama saw them so familiar and talked like a friend and mother was curious what they were talking about"

"After he finished patching the tires he left and mom came over and asked your grandpa."

"Pa, what was papa talking about with that patchworker?"

"Ohh.. That it? He said his name was Salman, and papa was told to tell you his name, he said you were a tire patch in his place but never asked what his name was"

"At a time, so during that time when mom helped dad mom didn't know what dad's name was?". Cut off Doni who doesn't believe they don't know each other yet.

"Yes, it's not just the mother who doesn't know your father's name but your father doesn't know his mother's name yet." replied Doni's mother with a slight cry.

And Doni's mother continued the story, not infrequently they laughed together. Doni enjoyed the story more and more protracted, three hours they talked and laughed. Until the hour has shown at five in the afternoon and Ibu Doni is still continuing the story.

"The words of your father that I remember most, all of which I wrote in the red book". He pointed at a box.

"Can I read Ma?” Ask doni.

"Well, read it"

Doni took the box and took out the book inside. While Doni's mom goes to the kitchen.

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..."The first paragraph of my love story is a pleasant encounter with you"...

..."The second paragraph is the growth of feelings"...

..."The third paragraph is the inability to hold each other back from loving each other"...

..."The fourth paragraph is seriousness"...

..."The fifth paragraph is a proposal"...

..."The sixth paragraph is a condition"...

..."If I love you and you love me then mistrusting each other is a spelling we can't read. You and I are about to start a new thing that is unsolvable bullying, let me ask you without pocket money from your parents, after this I am your desire and need"...

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"How was it read?" Ask Doni's mom when she comes out of the kitchen.

"It's Ma, but you haven't answered my question!"

"Which one?"

"What kind of daughter-in-law do you want?"

"Hmmm... Whatever you! If you want to get married, advice mama looking for who is not interested in money, find a woman who is really crazy about intimacy and the beauty of love".

"Wild as a movie huh ma?”

"Hehehe, yaps! That's right" Doni's mother replied as she walked into the kitchen again.

Doni stood up from his seat and went back to the window. Staring out watching the pigeons fighting whistles on the tree. Doni's empty yet serious gaze was like he was discovering what he should do. After hearing her mother's story, Doni found a beauty of love, a story that should not only be filmed. Doni wants a closing story for his love's final journey.

What will Doni do? Will he find his own Sinta or will Rudi resign?

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