Her name was Yuyun. She worked as a pastors’ secretary. That was all I knew about her. Personally, I have determined myself not to marry somebody based on the first impression only. I needed to know her spirituality, her ministry, her family, and definitely her passion for mission. The problem was I did not have any idea and chance to know her more. So for some time I was just the secret admirer of hers.
And then, ”Jackpot”! "That was Saturday when we met accidentally. She had just finished her music practice and I was just about to go home. She offered me to ride along with her girl friends to Taman Anggrek Mall because both of her house and the place I used to stay in Jakarta were near with that mall. I was quite hesitant at first because I was the only man in the car, but I had to seize the moment. I wouldn’t know whether this kind of chance would come again. As we arrived at the mall, by what I believed as a divine arrangement, one by one her girl friends started to leave, until only the two of us were left.
I forgot what we ate, but I would never forget her passion for God and people. I learned she led a large cell group of singles and had actively involved in mission. Yes, my check list was almost complete. But there was one consideration. I was on my way to stay in Aceh to start a school, most likely for good. I was thinking before about the way to propose somebody. Instead of saying, “Will you marry me?”, I would say “Will you go to Aceh with me?”. She lived with her father. It had to be hard for her to leave him alone if she would marry me. I kept that in my heart and just enjoyed the first date with her. By the way, she still refuses to call that night as a “date”. For her it was just a casual dinner :).
The heavy rain that was waiting for us as we were leaving the mall made that evening even more romantic to me. That night I couldn’t sleep.
And then, ”Jackpot”! "That was Saturday when we met accidentally. She had just finished her music practice and I was just about to go home. She offered me to ride along with her girl friends to Taman Anggrek Mall because both of her house and the place I used to stay in Jakarta were near with that mall. I was quite hesitant at first because I was the only man in the car, but I had to seize the moment. I wouldn’t know whether this kind of chance would come again. As we arrived at the mall, by what I believed as a divine arrangement, one by one her girl friends started to leave, until only the two of us were left.
I forgot what we ate, but I would never forget her passion for God and people. I learned she led a large cell group of singles and had actively involved in mission. Yes, my check list was almost complete. But there was one consideration. I was on my way to stay in Aceh to start a school, most likely for good. I was thinking before about the way to propose somebody. Instead of saying, “Will you marry me?”, I would say “Will you go to Aceh with me?”. She lived with her father. It had to be hard for her to leave him alone if she would marry me. I kept that in my heart and just enjoyed the first date with her. By the way, she still refuses to call that night as a “date”. For her it was just a casual dinner :).
The heavy rain that was waiting for us as we were leaving the mall made that evening even more romantic to me. That night I couldn’t sleep.
Hallo, Mas Nur. Kisah yang bagus dan indah. Jumpa lagi, kali ini dunia maya.
ReplyDeleteHey Sidik! Seneng dengar "suara" mu lagi. Thanks. Wah kamu makin jago nulisnya lho :)
ReplyDeleteHehehe... masih belajar, dan akan terus belajar. Pengin nyoba nulis2 bahasa Inggris mirip Cak Nur, tapi ora iso aku. Ajari to mas... :-)
ReplyDeleteOya, blog-nya kutambah di link blog-ku ya? Imanuel.
Halah, aku juga baru nyoba2, sekalian untuk mewariskan kisah hidupku buat anak(-anak)ku... Dengan senang hati silakan di link ... Gbu
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