Black Heaven

Guests to Farhan.

"Ooh!! it's cold in here!" muttered Intan while swiping both of his palms.

The sun has not shown its light, thick fog still envelops one of the tourist attractions that must be visited when on vacation in Bali. As Aji and Intan do at this time, the time indicator is still at half six in the morning but they have arrived at Bedugul.

Intan and Aji sit on the edge of the lake while enjoying the beautiful scenery there. The towering mountain was still covered in thick fog. The eastern horizon began to show orange silhouette, maybe soon the sun began to appear. Two cups of milk coffee accompanied the two of them against the never-destroying cold.

"It's so good here, Mom! the air continues the view is also beautiful!" muttered Intan with a view that can not be separated from the panorama of the work of the Creator.

"You likey?" ask Aji as he turned his gaze towards Intan.

"of course! I was tired of almost five years of hearing the noise of the city" Intan muttered before sighing.

"Later I will try to find a school in Surabaya only so we can go home to Jombang," said Aji while wiping Intan's head.

The sun began to appear, the rays managed to erode the thick fog that enveloped the area of the lake bedugul. Warm feeling slowly began to greet all people, making anyone want to immediately start activities there.

Today is the last day of Aji and Intan holiday in Bali. Later in the night they have to fly to Tangerang because on Monday Aji must fill the clock on campus. This morning the couple spent time in bedugul, they took a walk around the lake and did not forget to capture the romantic moment.

The plan is after the bedugul, they will stop by the souvenir center before returning to the Villa. The schedule has been arranged with a tour guide who accompanied them today. Aji and Intan deliberately do not want to go to many tours, they do not want to be too tired because all that can cause them to lose stamina.

"Let's go, let's get out of here! I'm satisfied to breathe fresh air in this place!" intan said after a few tens of minutes walk around the lake.

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Tangerangs.

Kinar blinked his eyes softly when he heard the door of his room being knocked several times. At first glance he stared at the wall clock in his room, the clock was still at the number nine in the morning—too fast if you have to wake up at nine on a Sunday like today.

"Why so noisy!" murmured Kinar with a bent face. He got out of bed because he couldn't stand the noise outside his room.

"What the hell, Mah! it's still too early!" said Kinar with a hollow body, his eyelids felt heavy. He leaned against the door frame with his eyes still closed.

"there's Nak Farhan downstairs!" said Bu Leni while patting Kinar's cheek several times.

Kinar immediately opened his eyelids when he heard the name of the man who had been driving away his loneliness for a few days, "seriously Ma?" ask Kinar with wide eyes.

Without waiting for Leni's answer, Kinar immediately ran to the bathroom. He took a shower without any complicated process as usual. He did not want if the man who disturbed his heart was to wait a long time in the living room.

"but what's wrong? how come he suddenly came home this early!" gumam Kinar while wearing bathrobe.

Kinar immediately went into his room to prepare to meet Farhan below. He took the original clothes in the closet because there was no preparation before. After a few minutes of preparing, finally Kinar came out of the room with a face that looks fresher, a thin makeup sweep makes her face more beautiful.

"good morning ..." said Kinar to everyone in the living room. Her smile bloomed beautifully like flowers that were drenched in the sunlight.

Farhan returned Kinar's smile with a smile that was no less beautiful. He looked at the girl who was standing on the side of the chair occupied by Mr. Gatot. The two looked at each other until silence was felt in the living room.

"Kin! sit here!" said Bu Leni while patting the empty sofa beside her.

Kinar immediately sat down beside Bu Leni. The distance to Farhan was very close. It makes Kinar more nervous, the rhythm of his heart was irregular.

"What's wrong, Nak Farhan?" asked Mr. Gatot without taking his eyes off Farhan.

"let's see, sir, I was told by my mom to pick up Kinar. Mama wants to have lunch together" said Farhan, staring at Kinar.

Kinar was surprised instead of playing after hearing Farhan's statement. He could not believe that the man he had only known for a few months had invited him home to meet his mother.

"Take a change of clothes, Kin!" said Bu Leni while patting her daughter's thigh.

Long story short, now Kinar is ready to go with Farhan with the permission of Gatot sir. This morning Kinar wore bone-white jeans paired with a long-sleeved chiffon shirt.

The car that Farhan was driving slowly began to leave the yard of Gatot sir. The black car began to split the streets of the crowded city of Ciputat. The atmosphere in the car was silent because both of them were washed away in their respective daydreams.

"Why did you suddenly take me home?" asked Kinar after a few minutes of silence.

"Oh, mama told me to" Farhan replied without looking at Kinar.

"surely? just have lunch there?" kinar asked while looking at Farhan to find answers to his curiosity.

"Yes, wife-to-be!" farhan replied, he pressed the last two words while looking at Kinar.

Kinar turned his gaze in the other direction. His face blushed with embarrassment when he heard Farhan mention the two sacred words. The ridiculousness he used to do seemed to be Farhan's weapon to tease him.

After a few dozen minutes on the highway, Farhan's car finally reached his yard. There was a red car parked on the left side.

"Are there guests, Bang?" kinar asked after he and Farhan got out of the car.

The expression on Farhan's face suddenly changed when he looked at the red car plate. He immediately grabbed Kinar's hand and held it while walking into the house.

"Assalamualaikum ..." said Farhan and Kinar after entering the living room.

Everyone in the living room turned their eyes towards the door. Inside the living room were five people sitting on the sofa. There was a hijab-wearing woman sitting in a single chair while looking at Farhan with dewy eyes.

"Mas Farhan!"

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