Devotion of Love

Fried Rice

Three months ago, Hanna lived alone. Choosing to live in simplicity. Far from the word luxury offered Hafidz or his family. Hanna chose life as an ordinary person. Big decision Hanna made. He decided to end his love affair with Hafidz. Hanna chose to leave, not walk away from reality. Hanna tries to find her lost identity.

"Alhamdulillah!" hanna said, while opening the door of the house made of wood.

Hanna opened the door of the house she bought three months ago. The house he bought used the money from his hard work all this time. The house where Hanna let go of tired after working all day. Simple house with one room and bathroom. House without luxury furniture, there is only a blue carpet as a seat in the living room. A small table in the corner, where Hanna keeps food.

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The sound of friction of the door leaves with the frame, signifies how fragile the house now occupied by Hanna. But why this simple house? The most comfortable house for Hanna right now. The house is among several other simple houses. It is at the end of an alley that only motorcycles can pass. A house that never existed in Hanna's shadow. In contrast to the house of Hafidz or his family first.

"You just got back Hanna!" hafidz said, Hanna looked back.

Hafidz in his shabby clothes. He was tired after a long day at work. Hanna was not surprised by Hafidz's arrival. For almost two or three days Hafidz came to visit him. Their relationship improved as a friend. Although their farewell hearing hasn't finished the green table. Hanna and Hafidz choose to be friends, all for the sake of their son Davin.

"Yes, there's an emergency patient!" hanna said kindly, Hafidz nodded slowly.

Hanna went inside, then got a glass of water for Hafidz. Hanna let Hafidz sit, not in his house. It is on the terrace of Hanna's house, where Hafidz and Hanna talk to each other. Just exchange ideas and share the story of Davin. At least that's the only relationship Hanna is capable of offering Hafidz at the moment.

"Drink brother, I haven't cleaned myself. Magrib's time is running out. I haven't had time to pray magrib. If you don't mind, wait a minute. I'll make dinner for us!" hanna said, Hafidz nodded without saying much.

I don't know who started it? Both relationships improved over time. Hanna's right and left neighbors knew Hafidz. They also know Hanna and Hafidz's relationship. But the friendliness and courtesy of Hafidz, makes the surrounding residents believe in the relationship between the two. Even Hafidz can visit until late, even then only limited in front of Hanna's house.

"Hanna, is it that comfortable that you live in this house? Until you never want to live in my house or papa!" said Hafidz lirih, Hanna turned her head while putting on a knotty smile.

"Maybe this is comfort after a heart injury. This house keeps me away from Davin and my family. But this house made me realize, how lucky I am to have so much love from you? Now let it all be like this. There's nothing for us to regret, big brother happily living with Davin and papa happily living with Qaila!"

"When you?"

"I'm happy living with memories that once were!" sahut Hanna was short, Hafidz was down. No more words to refute Hanna. No longer a quiet Hanna, she is now firm with the way she once looked.

Hanna went inside her simple house. Hafidz was sitting looking up at the sky from the terrace of Hanna's house. Hafidz walked into Hanna's house. Because the Hafidz car, can only enter until the front road. Hafidz's car was parked in the courtyard of the mosque. A habit that doesn't start when it happens? Long Hafidz waited for Hanna, until Hafidz unknowingly fell asleep while sitting down. His tired body seemed to find the most comfortable place to rest. Hard chair where she leaned. Beat her padded foam mattress.

"He's very tired. It was clear from his snoring. Brother Hafidz, should you go home? Not even come to see me!" hanna was in disbelief when she saw Hafidz sleeping while sitting down.

"Sir Hafidz, get up and eat!" hanna said softly, awakening Hafidz from her most comfortable sleep.

"Sorry, I overslept!"

"You kicked me out!"

"I know you're tired, Davin might be waiting for you!" hanna said kindly, not bothered by the words of Hafidz who seemed to want to blame him.

"But I'm comfortable in your house!"

"Then stay, but I'm sorry, Brother Hafidz. At 20:00 WIB, there will be a lecture at the front mosque. So I had to leave my sister alone!" hanna said kindly, Hafidz looked down as if disappointed by Hanna's words.

"All right, I'm going home!" said Hafidz, then took the food that Hanna deliberately made for him.

"You don't eat!"

"I've eaten inside, brother eat. I'll get you some water. Sorry, Brother Hafidz, I can only make you fried rice!"

"At least this fried rice will calm my heart!" hafidz said softly, Hanna shook her head slowly.

"Get up and pray, the real way to find the word calm. My fried rice will only eliminate your hunger, but it will not eliminate your anxiety. You better eat first, then we'll talk!" hanna said final, then went inside the house. Hanna wants to get some drinks for Hafidz.

"Obviously you're happy without me Hanna. My words about our memories. Meaning of being in my life. Not a single bit of interest you want to remember him. You ignore every warm of my love. You're turning into the old Hanna. Joy and life without burden. Honestly, Hanna, I'm happy to be by your side. Even if only as friends. Yet deep in the recesses of my heart. I'm afraid you know another love and end up forgetting my love forever. Could it still be the memories between us Hanna? Or will our relationship forever be friends without any words of love and second chances!" the inner Hafidz was piteous, as he stared at the bright night sky.

"The fried rice is not good!" hanna said to disperse the Hafidz daydream. Hafidz shook his head.

"Too good, until I don't have the heart to eat it!"

"Eat brother, sorry I can only make that. Qaila was much more clever in terms of pushy. Of course you'll be well-groomed, if Qaila makes you some cooking!" hanna said softly, Hafidz remained silent.

"Honestly Hanna, I don't care if you're good at cooking or not? Are you asking or not? Are you beautiful or not? Because that's not what makes me love you. But this heart chooses you. A feeling that cannot be given to others. When your heart no longer wants it!"

"What does brother mean?"

"This friendship makes me happy, as well as tormented. But my heart hurts a lot more, when you casually asked me to accept your sister's Qaila. I know you don't want my love, but I beg you. Don't keep hurting my fragile heart by setting me up with another love!"

"Sorry brother!" hanna said she felt guilty, then smiled at Hafidz. Hanna thrusts the drink towards Hafidz.

"The smile that torments my heart. That smile is only with friends, not love!" hafidz's inner self was crushed to see Hanna's sweet smile.