First Love Injured
Dodi

Away from the island of Java, a well-built and dark-skinned man was in confusion after receiving a message from his wife. His wife asked for money (again) to pay for car installments. At the beginning of last month, all salaries and other income were given up.

Fatma asks for a car a month after marriage, and Dodi agrees despite the installments. The salary of soldiers is not too big to buy a car, although not a luxury car.

Dodi served on Tarakan island 4.5 this year. His marriage had been running for 6 months, but he had to leave his wife on the island of Java because it was not possible to take her to Tarakan. Dodi as much as possible returned to Java once every 3 months, this month his schedule came home, but unlike last month, this month he did not have the rest of the money to go home. Because every month, the salary and other income has been sent to his wife, in the middle of the month his wife will definitely ask for additional money for various reasons.

Like this month too, the wife asked for more money to pay the car installments. Dodi can only be patient. He has changed, unlike his old Fatma.

Sometimes regret in his chest, but soon he was patis. Either way, this is the choice.

Dodi walked towards Abdul's mess, hoping to calm his gnawing. His best friend was always able to comfort him even though they had a big fight after Abdul revealed his secret to Yayan. Their friendship has improved.

Abdul who was lying on his stomach playing his phone for a moment looked at Dodi in surprise. Dodi's face looks creepy, like holding a temper tantrum, but Abdul does not want to take a headache and continue playing his phone.

"Ting, how is Ayu? When was the last time you called Ayu?"

"Ngapain nanyain Ayu, take care of your wife! Remember, don't beat him up again."

"I just miss."

For a moment Dodi was silent, he should not miss Ayu.

"Ting, vidcallin dong! I feel uncomfortable. Afraid Ayu why."

"Basic bully. A moment."

Abdul contacts Ayu using a vidio call, after ringing a few times Ayu raised, the first look is Ayu's pretty face with thin makeup and hijab. Ayu is seen chewing food, while occasionally smiling at the eyes of the interlocutor.

Dodi and Abdul are silent at the background, the writing of Will you marry me, and the red rose decoration. Ayu's favorite flower.

Ayu steps out of the family room of Yayan's house to greet Abdul, he sits on the side porch of the house opposite the flower garden.

"Assalamualaikum. Tumben's calling, kirain has forgotten."

Abdul has not been able to respond, his tongue is tired of seeing the beauty of Ayu using a hijab.

"Ehh. Yes deck, sorry to not be able to say the word look adek. Real pretty. Salam palaikum."

"God, dreadlocks. Every girl is beautiful."

"Really. Deck, how's the rame what's the show?"

Ayu smiles at Abdul's question, then he shows a simple white gold ring on his ring finger, and a necklace with a blue-eyed heart shape pendant and a bracelet containing the letters AY.

"I'm being proposed to someone, brother. It's still like a dream."

Before long Yayan approached Ayu and kissed the top of his head covered with hijab. Ayu smiled then turned off her vidio call connection, not forgetting to send a message if she was still busy.

Dodi's heart heats up, her mood getting ruined. He could no longer express what it was like. Dodi also had a glimpse of the man who proposed to Ayu when peeping the top of Ayu's head, although the picture is not very clear. The man is handsome and white.

"Arghhh..."

He shouted and punched the wall of the room.

While at Yayan House, Ayu and her family and Yayan and her family were sitting in the living room, while Niluh had returned home to prepare for the event later that night. Yayan still has another surprise for Ayu, but it is also hard to say, after this he will enter education. It means he won't be able to contact Ayu for quite some time.

"Ehemm Ayy, there's other news. There is good news and bad news. What did Ayy want to hear first?"

"The bad was Yan."

"So Ayy, over the next year it looks like we're going to have a hard time communicating. Communicating is hard, let alone meeting. Is that a problem?"

"What is it, usually so is Yan? Then the good news?"

"The good news is, I passed the Navy PK selection, so I entered education for the next few months."

"God, congratulations Yan. Double survived, make the same Profession as his Marine Officer Candidate. May the Trust."

"But our marriage..."