Fear of Falling in Love

Pre-wedding Tragedy (Gerhard Errando)

H-7 from my marriage to Cicilia. We should have flown to Indonesia today because Cicilia wanted the wedding to be held at her parents' residence, Bogor, turned out to change plans. We flew to Beijing. My wife-to-be suddenly wants a prawedding photo on a Chinese wall.

I had a debate with Cicilia because I wanted a wedding photo in Indonesia only. In Indonesia there are also many beautiful places, but free girls are always right and always win. There was no choice but to comply with his request.

Our Garuda Airlines plane landed at Beijing Capital International Airport (Beijing Shoudu Guoji Jichang). The Capital Airport, located in Chaoyang District, 32 km from downtown Beijing, is the largest airport in Beiijng.

Cicilia and I continued our journey to the hotel in downtown Beijing. Rest overnight before we continue our core journey towards the Wall of China. I covered my face with a mask when I got out of the taxi. Heavy pollution has always been a hallmark of Beijing. It was a bit different with Jakarta, I thought.

Cicilia was filling the hotel guest book. I was just sitting in the hotel lobby guest chair. The tourist attractions in Beijing are quite interesting. There is an Ancient Museum or also called the Forbidden City. There is a Tiantan Temple commonly called the Temple of Heaven. There is also the Tian An Men gate that has been standing since 1417. I flipped through the tour brochure on the guest table.

If only this was a honeymoon, I would have gone to all those attractions, I murmured in my heart.

Cicilia turned to me and then she spoke to a half-boy girl. He's the hotel's receptionist. My heart says the girl's lesbian proved to be from her squinty eyes kept unblinking staring at Cicilia. Where is his look flirtatious. I immediately approached Cicilia.

“Xi wang nin manyi zhu zai zheli,” \[3\] said the squinty eyes while twitching flirt at Cicilia

“Xie xie.” \[4\] Cicilia answered him with a friendly smile in Mandarin. I can't believe that Cicilia's Mandarin language skills are good. Hemm, I snorted annoyed. In front of me, that girl still dares to flirt with Cicilia. Don't know if I'm her future husband? Cicilia and I took the elevator to our room on the third floor. This three-star King Parkview hotel costs Rp. 527,094, for the night. It is cheaper than other hotels in Beijing. We booked two rooms for two nights. Tomorrow we have to go back to Indonesia.

Morning in Beijing, no different from in Jakarta. The streets are full of pollution. The smoke of the vehicle is like fog. I wear a mask when I leave the hotel. Preventing things that are not wanted.

From downtown Beijing we took the closest distance to get there. Me and Cicilia by driving a rented car from the hotel took the mileage to the Badaling side. The car continues to drive down the highway. In about 1.5 hours we reached the Great Wall of China. I was amazed when I got to the wall.

“Subhanallah! The amazing! A natural scenery that is very stunning and soothing to the heart,”, I said.

“Wonderfull!” said Cicilia who was standing next to me. Cicilia and I looked at each other in a smile.

The tour guide started telling me the history of the Great Wall of China. Cicilia also began busy taking photos with her SLR camera.

The wall that fortified the Chinese empire from the Mongol invasions from the north stretched from Western China to the Liaoning province of Northeast China, the State of China.

It is dramatic because the construction of this wall cost millions of human victims. This wall had begun to be made before the Qin Dynasty came to power. And finally the construction of the wall continued again in the Ming Dynasty. I'm riveted. So the spirit of the Chinese people to make this wall so as not to think of millions of human lives as a bet.

I saw the Biconvex Pulley (a small train that runs on rails). There were some people inside who were heading up the wall. Cicilia and I took the Sky Lift (channel) to get to the top of this wall.

I took my look back along the Great Wall of China. I again praise the name of God. If not for the pleasure of Allah, how could this 6,400 km long wall stand? It took hundreds of years with the victims of millions of human lives in the making.

“What prawedding photos can start now?” ask Mr. Lee's.

“Bby.”

Mr. Lee stepped his foot. On this Chinese wall there is indeed a special tent dressing room and makeup room for those who want to do prawedding photos here. Cicilia and I followed Mr. Lee in the back.

Arriving in the dressing room, Cicilia and I were immediately dressed in Chinese bridal style by Mrs. Shu. I was wearing a Labuh robe while Cicilia was wearing a Cheongsam suit. In Beijing, it is known as ‘Qipao’ used by the Manchus. The term Cheongsam is better known in the sense of long clothes with wide sleeves and loose cloth. Finish our makeup back to the Chinese wall.

I remember the love story of Ahei and Ashima. Popular legend in China. Ashima has been kidnapped by the son of a demon lord and forced Ashima to marry him. Knowing this, then his lover Ahei, went to rescue Ashima with his magic bow and arrows.

Ahei and the kidnappers compete to sing the song for three days and three nights. Finally Ahei won and lasted longer than his opponent. But unfortunately on the way home, Ashima was washed away by the flood and became what is known today as Ashima stone. Standing there dressed in traditional clothes, carrying a basket and looking out into the distance.

I read that story on Mbah Gugel last night. A love story that ends tragically. Sacrifice does not always end in happiness. I hope my love story with Cicilia doesn't end tragically like Ahei and Ashima.

“Gerhard, beware!” Cicilia suddenly shouted loudly. I looked back. The shooting camera light was preparing to fall on me. Surprisingly Cicilia actually pushed me. Until I finally got bounced.

Bruk!

The camera light fell right on Cicilia's body. I rushed over. Cicilia's head took out a lot. “Cicilia, wake. Our marriage is a week away. You don't leave me.” I rocked.

A moment later, people came to us. They helped me get Cicilia to the nearest hospital.

***

I paced in front of the ER room. The mind is in a state of fear, the heart is anxiously waiting for the doctor to come out while the mouth ceaselessly prays for Cicilia to be fine. Why is everything like? I should have hit that camera light. I pulled my own hair.

The person I was waiting for finally came out of the ER room as well. I approached the doctor.

“Where Does Doc state my future wife?”

The doctor's face turned cloudy.

“We have tried our best, but fate says something else. Sister Cicilia could not be saved.”

I'm shaking. “Doctors must be kidding right?” I asked while shaking the doctor's body..

The doctor in front of me is just him. Yeah, I've made sure I made sure he was right or not. Kuterobos room ER. Instantly my eyeball saw a dead body stiffened with a white cloth cover.

I slowly opened the white cloth. The face of Cicilia was pale. Her lips curled up a sweet smile. “Cil, wake! Don't stay with me! Our wedding is just a week away. Isn't this the wedding you're waiting for?” I screamed while shaking Cicilia's body. Wish there was such a miracle in soap operas. Who knows if Cicilia's hand will soon move.

Ten minutes have passed. The miracle did not come.

“Brother Gerhard, who is patient yes. Release sister Cicilia so she can leave quietly. Oh yes before sister Cicilia took her last breath, she left me a letter. I think this letter is for you.”

The doctor handed me a letter. I accept with a tremble. I read the letter straight away.

Dear my beloved husband

Maybe when you read this letter, I am gone. You know last night I had a nightmare. Dream of wearing a wedding dress. People say if a dream wearing a wedding dress sign will die.

It was in the car I wanted to tell you about the dream but you must say, “dream Just flowers sleep.” Yeah, didn't say it. Oh yes if I have nothing you should not be sad yes and our marriage is done. Find the bride. Martha Agnia's.

I know that you still love him, now I am sincerely united. If you meet with Martha, please convey my apology to her.

Greetings of love, dear,

Cicilians.

My body's limp. By itself slumped to the floor. Tears are getting more flowing. I got a letter from Cicilia. “Cil, why did you leave me so soon? If you want me to unite with Martha, I will fulfill it. Goodbye. Wait for me in heaven.”

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3.\=May you be satisfied to stay here.

4 \= Thank You