
"if you want the treasure you get, you get it,
Although love you hope I will definitely give, but if you ask me to stay despite the difference, sorry I still have to leave".
~Cristian Erfando
Some people think that differences are not a problem to be together and establish love as long as they have the same taste.
But not with Cristian and ara they choose to separate to maintain their respective beliefs.
The plan of having a beautiful household will just stay the story. Although struggling to survive will be useless because of the differences in it.
Tonight cris invites ara to meet and talk together in a caffe that has been emptied on the orders of cris, because he does not want their conversation to be heard by others.
Tonight I was looking at the reflection of his face in the mirror, he was worried about coming or not because he was afraid of a reality that he never wanted to hear.
If he comes he is afraid he will be disappointed because he parted with a man he really wants to make a husband to be a father for his children later, he is afraid of the possibility if still to be abandoned.
Cristian was at the caffe at nine o'clock at night, he was sitting in a chair that had been prepared
It is for him as ordered and awaits the arrival of the fig.
Before long, a car stopped in front of the cafe which was none other than ara, ara pulled over his car opened the car door hesitantly and then came out. He stood for a moment in front of the car door with a rough breath and stepped forward to approach Cristian who seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time.
Seen from a distance a man sitting on one of the chairs with his eyes closed, looks like he is waiting for the arrival of someone he is a cristian.
There was the sound of one's footsteps stopping in the field that made cristia quickly open her eyes.
"sorry to keep you waiting" said ara hesitantly staring at cris with a gaze of deep longing.
"no problem" replied Cris, revealing a genuine smile that he appeared in front of the fig and led the fig to sit opposite him.
There were no words between them as if their mouths could not speak. Finally, he had to start talking.
"you miss me cris" he said with a smile that looked very forced.
He also did not know why the words spontaneously came out of his mouth when that was not what he wanted to say.
"very dear" replied cristian smiling sincerely to ara.
"how you decide" continued cris tan again want to make sure once again even though he actually knows the answer and still they will be separated.
As if it was difficult to get a word out of the fig mouth, he was immediately silent while holding the clear liquid that had accumulated in his hard-earned eyes he held to look strong in front of Cristan.
"ra" he said again while holding the hand of ara.
Immediately ara kept his hand away from cristian's hand because if his hand was still held by cristian then ara would not be able to say a single word.
"what cris" said ara deliberately pretended not to hear what cristian said.
"actually we have no choice ra, the only way yes we have to end this wrong relationship, we open our hearts to accept the other that goes in one belief with us.
Not that I do not love you but if we continue to form a household, it seems like many families will be hurt, please you understand ra". Cristian said at length explaining to ara so that he understood with every decision he took.
"cris you know I love you? You must know that well, Cris? I know what you want to say before I go to see you I can already guess this will definitely ask you back. Cris don't you want to fight to stay with me? You forgot the promise you once said cris? For that try to look at me looking for lies in my eyes" said Ara while staring blankly at the man in front of her.
Cris raised his head to look for lies there, but he found only honesty and sincerity in the eyes of the fig.
" if our beliefs are a barrier cris, then we unite that belief I beg you to beat your ego be a Muslim learn to love the faith that I live like you love me" said ara pleading with tears that somehow since when just glided in front of the man.
Surprised it was certainly felt by the man, he never thought to move to betray his family and certainly make his parents disappointed, he said, he does love fig but if for this he can not leave the belief that he has long believed.before meeting ara even since he was in the content of destiny it already exists.
With a heavy heart, Cris answered
"i'll stay with you if we're one belief but in fact now we're different and you're telling me to choose, sorry because I don't want us to feel pain together but we can't take it anymore. Maybe this road is the end for the solution of our problems sorry I will keep your death". Cristian had to say those words because he could not choose to stay because there would be many families who were hurt.
Tears were now dripping very hard ara hurriedly left the cris who was still staring softly at him without a word said, he said, he no longer cares about the surroundings that he knows he is disappointed with the choice of cris. But completely not wrong cris but if ara was told to choose paasti ara will remain firm with the confidence he jaalani.
Cristian was still silent in his place he did not prevent the departure of the fig because that would make ara more hurt and he also let the fig go.
Without tears the man fell but without a sound from the owner, he has hurt the heart of his loved ones but this is the best choice according to him because it is useless to survive if the ends will still separate before the deeper the better end now.
Ara driving his car is not necessarily the direction he is like a bidoh man who does not know the direction of the destination.
The sky seems to be sad he is now lowering rain water with heavy so that ara chooses to stop his car on the side of the road, he was sitting in the car while looking out with a pushy gaze accompanied by tears that would not stop from his eyes. He was still thinking about the fate of his love that could not be fought, which could never be united until anytime.
*don't forget to leave a trace yes, so that I'm the spirit of the writing😊