END OF NAYLA'S LOVE

I THINK IT'S GONE

Nayla POVs

Tomorrow is a special day for Zein and Mery. The wedding will be held at the residential mosque where Mery and I are staying, while the reception will be held at our family-owned Harley hotel.

Since yesterday I've been busy helping both of them, and today they asked me to meet the WO they used for this afternoon's wedding ceremony at the mosque.

I walked into the courtyard of the mosque where Mery and Zein would tie the sacred promise of their marriage. At the wishes of Mery and approved by both families, they will conduct a marriage contract at this mosque, a mosque that provides many beautiful memories for me.

As if going back five years, I walked the same path. Nothing changed the path of clean asphalt, the flowers were growing neatly. The mosque staff took very good care of him.

My feet began to climb the steps one by one until I finally reached the daycare of sandals and shoes. I put my shoes on the guard and he gave me my number. It's been very good, different to five years ago. Maybe many are experiencing the same thing as I used to so that the mosque administrators fix the security of this mosque.

But I can't be lied to because of my lost sandals I can meet sister Nuno. I could only shake my head remembering that as the beginning of our meeting.

"Sister Nuno how are you doing right now?"

I remember Hans, he's going to Jakarta this afternoon with Alex. No word from him since. I took my cell phone I had in my bag to contact Hans. But baby I seem to be out of luck. My phone runs out of power.

"Alright Nayla, finish the task today and go home" I encouraged myself. I wish I could get home before Hans comes.

I continued my steps into the mosque. There were already some flowers on the walls of the mosque and there were some workers who installed decorative lights.

I approach workers who might know where their leaders are. Turns out this WO owner hasn't come yet and the thing I really don't like is waiting.

I came back out, sitting on the stairs staring at the lake in the courtyard of this mosque. Lake of love, the name given by Citra to this lake.

Of love? I remember Hans. He stole my first kiss to prove there was my love for him.

flashbacks

That night Sandy decides to stay the night, accompanying Nayla who is alone at home.

After dinner, Sandy and Nayla sit in the living room, spending time watching television even though there is no interesting event.

"Hans, three weeks away from Mery and Zein's wedding" Nayla said, turning her sleeping torso over Sandy's lap to look at the man.

"Then?" sandy asks Nayla, though she knows what Nayla's talking about.

"Nothing" said Nayla again staring at the television that aired the Korean drama.

Sandy was so happy to see an upset Nayla like this. In the nose of that nose.

"Attempting" the lead while continuing to pull Nayla's nose.

"Hans..sick" whined Nayla as she got up from Sandy's lap and moved away.

"Are you ready to marry me?" ask Sandy to Nayla.

Nayla just kept quiet couldn't answer. On one hand she was very comfortable with Hans presence on the other hand she was still hesitant to step into the wedding.

"Are you ready?" ask Sandy again while approaching Nayla.

"I'm not going to force you if you're not sure you're getting married" Sandy said.

"I'm ready to get engaged" replied Nayla.

"You sure? I want to get engaged for only one month and get married" Sandy said, leaving Nayla speechless.

Sandy lifted her chin, asking Nayla to look him in the eye. Now that their eyes met, Sandy slowly brought her face closer. The uniting of his forehead stuck to Nayla's forehead, feeling the warm exhale, there was a heart pounding sounding irregular from the two.

Touching those thin lips slowly with his lips was no resistance from the one who had. Sandy kisses gently and sticks to it long enough. Without Nayla noticing, she kisses Sandy back, stalling and sharing saliva until they are out of breath.

"Are you sure?" sandy asked after removing her kiss, rubbing her thin lips that always teased her.

"Hans, you stole my first kiss" Nayla said.

"I just want you to be sure of how you feel, La, what now?"

"Are you ready to marry me?" ask Sandy.

"Hans you forced me to marry you by taking my first kiss" Nayla said, pursing her lips. Sandy chuckles.

"Then?" ask the man.

"Yes" answered Nayla.

"Yes what?" ask Sandy again.

"Yes I'm ready to marry you" Nayla said as she walked into her room leaving Sandy.

"Hans don't bother me anymore" Nayla shouted and immediately closed the door to her room locking tightly.

"Nayla, you're Nayla right" someone calling my name made me realize.

"Hi, I'm Dina. We are one school at Junior High" he said.

Turns out she was my friend Dinah at Junior High. Of course I forgot a little, it has been a long time since we met. We asked each other the news and a little bit of news remembering the past.

"Why are you sitting here?" ask Dina to me.

I just realized that I was waiting for WO to take care of Zein and Mery's wedding.

"I'm waiting for the WO owner who takes care of the wedding ceremony tomorrow here" I replied.

It turned out that Dina was the person I had been waiting for. I told Dina that I asked both the bride and groom as friends and relatives to ask for tomorrow's preparations.

Dina said there was no problem. All went well, the manager of the mosque felt that the descendants of Harley would get married here. This mosque will be in full decoration tomorrow with fresh flowers after dawn prayers, considering this is not a private mosque of course there are still many worshipers who will perform congregational prayers.

"It's time to go home and rest" I thought after I finished discussing with Dina. I came out of the mosque staring ahead, the shadow of brother Nuno waiting under the stairs of the mosque again flashed.

I rubbed my face, then went down the steps of the mosque. My gaze shifted to the bench in front of the lake, without feeling my feet step closer and ended up sitting here.

I spread my gaze all over, not much has changed. This place is still the same as it was five years ago.

This bench as a silent witness Nuno proposed to me, every word and word of hers again filled the memory that I wanted to forget.

Why should I go back to this place when I feel confident stepping in with Sandy?

I took a deep breath and I exhaled. I have done so many times to restore my heart.

"Nay.." a voice I know called me.

"We haven't seen each other in a long time" I turned my face to find out who was talking to me.

"Sir Nuno" called me when he saw her.

It's true that Nuno's brother standing there looked at me, who called my name and greeted me.

Brother Nuno walked over to me. Smiling as usual as if nothing had happened between us.

"How are you Nay?" he asked me and sat next to me.

"Okay, what about Brother?" my many.

No more fear of meeting him. It was a little awkward to talk to him. There was a distance to be maintained unlike the usual we met.

"I'm also good, now I've moved to Jakarta" he told me about it.

"Who's married?" ask again.

"Mery and Zein" I replied.

"really? when are you getting married?" I just kept quiet not answering her question, and she just smiled.

I saw his face looked tired, a little thinner and looked lines of aging.

"Sister, why is sister now skinny?" my many.

"Sister must be busy working so as not to pay attention to eating and rest" my words flowed as usual, just as I asked him to take care of his health.

He told me what happened during our separation. After I decided to let him go he got to work and started his new venture.

Efforts that will be passed on to the baby who is in the bladder mbak Silvia. Hearing her story, I was happy. Now Nuno can step up to think about the future of his family.

Sharing stories and talking to her isn't as bad as I've been. Although there was an awkward feeling at the beginning but melted after we felt comfortable to share.

The feeling has gone. That's how I feel. No more heart beats that are not rhythmic. Over time, we have changed.

"Lala" I heard Hans calling me.

I ran away from Nuno's brother and approached Hans. Hugged it tightly, very tightly. I want to say that I really love her and that there is no love left for anyone else.

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