THE WILL OF LOVE "HAPPY LAST"

THE WILL OF LOVE "HAPPY LAST"
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Truly, it feels like I really knew him long before the earth was created-far


before the eyes of Adam and Eve were intertwined. Meet him through a virtual world intermediary


it just seemed hard, making me realize and be grateful for the human intelligence that


creating technology. The internet brought us back together in the morning


warm.


At that time brackish water fish just peek and have not dared to slide the arrows.


Looks like this brackish water fish is still confused to shoot in which direction, because


Lombok – Yogya is not just tens of kilometers.


Fate took him to Yogya. Tonight I was scared, in the middle


physical pain that I suffered, he began to pay attention to me. “don't be afraid Sri, I


always there for you”. As if he wasn't distant from me. It is as if Yogya and Lombok are just


just inch. That's when the brackish water fish steady plugged his arrows. Right in ulu


my heart and spout red roses called second love. Subsequent to


waiting for so long, finally on a foggy afternoon, he let me off


a troubling worry. Her voice was softly asking “will you wait for me to come home?”


enough of the last Happy book as a gift as well as a dowry?” a very loving statement


hidden and very simple. Even though it was just over the phone, I still shook


overheard him. Sometimes they cannot find the right words to


expressing her feelings for me, but from the sound of her voice crossing over there, I knew how much


brackish water fish have shot it. I love. Why collaborate with distance?.


But wait a minute. Have you ever felt endless restlessness when not listening


crisp voice soul lover?” I must name what the niche of the soul that lost its light as it


not saying hello?”


Today was the 52nd day when he didn't call me. Not as usual. Normally one


once a week. He always greeted me by air, good to just ask me how I was


or to tell about his activities in the city across there. Even when I was sick, he


called me a few times I smelled medicine. Morning, afternoon, evening, just a


reminding me not to let my medicine expire. Sometimes the doctor always


considering I just lost painstakingly compared to him. But today... today it has been 52 days he did not call me, “what happened?”, I was afraid something happened to him, because for almost


one year we built through the star cluster and the cloud, he never disappeared


like these. Is he going to betray me again?’ leave without news and disappear


slow down. Stop for a moment to worry. Are you not tired of feeling?..


Get tired and allow these eyes for a moment to be sound.


This afternoon I washed with hajat prayer and do’a, hoping god glanced at my sigh. Please just


o Allah, you are the one who understands the language of the soul. Look at me feeling. If there is


something bad happened to her so give her a sign, a hunch or whatever to let me know


his condition.


Do not be mute like this”, send your voice through the wind or through the fallen leaves,


can he be, O Allah Almighty?.


I was soaked in my prayer mat by the tired clear liquid held back by my eyelids. Restrained


alone there, begging twelve wants to go down wet his cheeks. Persuade the brackish water fish, or


no other angel persuaded God to stop teasing me.


Shortly after, my HP voice rang. I was shocked to hear that voice.


“Assalamualaikum”


Oh allah. Is it true that this soon do’aku missed?


“Waalaikumsalam” my isak almost broke when he heard his voice shrill, but the sound was not


I used to hear it, but it didn't sing to me. The numbers used are different, and


his voice was different as I knew it from that voice, his voice was familiar to me.


“Sri?” the soft voice called me with the name Sri, and the voice I started looking around


dimemori my brain turns out she is Riko, my best friend.


“Yes, who is this?.


”You see, I can always make you smile, right?”


Riko ya“Ya Sri, how do you know that this is me?.”


“ya know from his voice already I sign”.


“What's riko?”.


“No Sri, Just want to know your situation aj”. Ask Riko gently.


“Yes, Rik, I'm not papa kok,”. Is it Rik, I go to sleep first?.


“Oh yes, Sri, good night may you have a wonderful dream”. He had not yet spoken his greetings,


I turned off the phone.


“Yes Allah, It is not Riko that I want, why did you choose Riko to call me?, I


need Geral, she's the one I've always been waiting for.”.


O Allah, if something bad happens, please prepare me. If only he


find another soul's face across there that can be more soothing to his heart, please


prepare my soul too.


Cring kring kring. My HP voice rang, I began to peek slowly the number just now.


riko's, if it's true that Riko I didn't raise. It turned out that after I opened my eyes,


turns out Geral's number, why has it disappeared all this time?” sorry Sri, I deliberately thought and


brooding about us, about all”


My God, if he wants me, then please tell him not to go too deep. I


I don't want to hate it a second time.


“I thought..”.


“Ya?” I can't wait to hear his words.


I'm tired here, what else to look for?”


Lecture is also almost done, I will be home soon. Do’a yes, insyaallah end of the year”,


“Will you wait for a while until the end of the year?”My tears broke in the day, brackish water fish, not as big as this happy one I asked for, just


simply put, I only want a rose, not an abundant treasure like that


conceivable.


Stop time, and lose distance, for now only. I want to kiss my sexy hands


these. As Aisha kissed the hand of the beloved prophet Muhammad.


Sri, ?”


Yeah, what's up?. My sniffles mingled with tears.


“Will you live a simple life later?”


O Allah, is that naive that I was in his eyes?” he doubted me for being happy with him.


“Go home. Just bring yourself and your love, that's enough for me. Birds can eat the original


they want effort, let alone us humans, go home. God willing, you'll find me inside


my sincerity for you.


“Tuuutt...tuuuut.... tuuut”…. The conversation was interrupted after a few weeks of sowing


miss the broken.


Distance, I'm sorry. I no longer beat you now. Because maybe jia you weren't created, anyway,


I won't be able to use this beautiful shake. The sky hung to form many clusters


cloud. There was one thing that caught my attention, why when I did’a Allah quickly


hearing do’ me, even though I want Geral to call me. But why Riko is the first.


Ahh, never mind, maybe I trusted superstition too much. The superstitions that people believe in


it is the first sentence you say unconsciously that is true, the second only


trickery. That right? I don't want to look at it as too much of a trust, I


highly educated, not believing that is so today..At eight o'clock, my friend Yana brought me some terrible news,


that his friend in Yogya named Dika saw Geral in Yogja walking along with people


others.


“Cuusssssss”. My balloon seemed to blow the wind, so surprised me


overheard him.


from you.


Now I can no longer consider philosophy to be an empty philosophy.


How not this time I became the object of suffering it. Someone I love


I must be willing to wipe to find his identity and strengthen the foundation of his own life


Hearing Yana's words, I began to be surprised and silent for a moment. Verily my heart


crumpled, like glass falling into a rock. Crushed crumbs dim, agitated because of languishing. Only


because he is good at playing roles only then it becomes invisible to the look on his face. Will


but those tears I could hardly bear anymore. The devil has come -


stirring and giving heat in the dirkua. The man I adore has now turned away,


that great man has cut my heart and heart.


And that also increases with another feeling that is more dangerous to my feelings.


My neck has swelled to cry. My tears are almost out. With


I immediately asked for permission to enter the room.


“ Sorry Yan, I entered the room first yes, I confirm the truth first”.


“ Oh yes Sri, then I go home first”.


“Ya, Yan”. “be careful on the road yan,”.


But just getting into my room, I locked the door from the inside. I immediately slept with


face under the pillow on the mattress crying like a sedan, crying slowly so as not to be heard


from outside.


“Ya tuhaan”. He said, ”He is so hearty, Geral has gone too far, is my fault for him?”. In the heart always


ask questions.


A while later I realized what I was going through, a mother's instinct


it's never wrong. I cried loudly in the room, did people hear my voice


or have people been sleeping, I don't care but I cover my face a little with a pillow.


But suddenly I heard the sound of the door being knocked three times


I was surprised and sat straight out of bed. The beats sound at the same time


in a soft voice called out to me


“Sri, Sri!”


“ Again where, let's open the door. I stood up because I knew the one calling was


mother, I said slowly


” yes ma'am, I'm here, I'm sleepy and have a headache, but wait, I'm ready to get changed


dulu”.


“Ya”, answer mom.


Mother understood my attitude, I always did so when I was angry.


“Sri, let's go out we eat, it's late tonight”


“Come quickly out”, shouted mom very tight.


“Ya bu”.


I quickly changed clothes with ordinary clothes at home. I


wash your face and slightly wet the hair combed and put bun to make it look a little neat.


Then I use thin fragrant powder just a light enhancer on the face.


I stood in front of a large mirror and when it appeared that my face was already visible


fresh like a newly blooming flower, my feelings were happy a little so that the sadness on my face was not


known by mother and father, but the eyes a little swollen but mother already know


my circumstances. With a little smile, I opened the door and walked out the middle room


where mmeja ate, I saw mom was sitting chatting with sister.“Do not be sad with what Yana said earlier”,


“Don't be sad, it doesn't seem like you guys are matching”


“Tali that we have established so firmly, maybe it will be a little kenGer with the situation


something like this” said mother comforting, while menggil dishes in front of her.


“Will but we don't need to be angry with the state”.


“you must remember, that getting engaged means only pitting misip between his parents


Geral with kita” family:.


I did have plans to have an engagement with Geral, but what power,


Geral prefers other women.


Mother's words add to the sorrow of the chest, I immediately looked at mother's face and


cut the talk, though,


“already ma'am, no need to discuss again”.


“We just eat, he said lapar” said me with a little annoyed tone. Mom smiled softly.


“Sri you are beautiful, sweet, white, there are still many who want to be the same you” said mother while


look at me calmly.


“You already know yourself”. Mommy said with a little bit of pampering.


My face color reddish. “aku?, I am beautiful ma'am?, “ reaffirms.


“Yes,” answered mom while holding my hand tightly.


“Although you don't tell mom, I do understand your heart and mind, nak”.


Her mother knew how I felt, and she also knew how I felt for Geral very deeply.,


even though I know Geral looks like a brash child, it is a bad child


courteous.“Son, you know?”.


“You're beautiful, you have to find the best husband better than him, so you don't have to


put your heart on men who are not good his war”. Trying to entertain again.


“It's real that you and mom already don't like her nature like that, don't feel


be sad, it is not you who feel lost, but he must feel guilty and sorry


for having wasted a woman like you”.


“First question, will Geral be happy with the woman of her choice mom?.


“Hi my son, it cannot be predicted and determined now. No one who


knowing destiny”.


In marriage, things often happen unexpectedly. Distinct


once with the expected. Our lives will continue to be beset by trials, always and always


thinking about how to get out, so he can live happily. He'll be right


it's really happy if he finds someone who really loves him. And that woman


he will not get happiness if he is only oriented toward physical, wealth and wealth


bersik”.


Therefore, his mother advised Sri, do not look at the physical, but see how


worship.”.


My mother always told me to always be careful of those who approach us.


“But we must also pray for them both, we always hope, may love between


they really arise after marriage.”


“Have you spoken bu?” Sri asked while shaking her head.


“Mom guess, Geral will choose Sri among some of the girls in this village”.


“No coercion bu” let him choose his life path”.


The food on my side had started to look a little, I quickly spent


the food in front of me to go to sleep immediately and not think about anything about someone, I finished eating and immediately drank and locked the door. Guess what, I


mana can sleep with a heart that is still troubled, still thinking about Yana's words.


Being unsatisfied, I try to calm my mind so as not to be


the deep sadness. Then I looked at the phone in front of the pillow, but


no sound or messages came in. Until late night and night already


aging, I still could not sleep soundly, only thin eyes opened


occasionally closed.