Half of the Heart belongs to Sahla

Bima And Sahla (4)

"Neng, are you angry ?"

Sahla is not flinching. "Not just kidding," continued Bima.

"It's not funny." Sahla ketus.

"I'm sorry, Brother?"

Sahla returned in silence.

"Neng, he's angry. We're going on vacation again." Bima is still trying to persuade Sahla.

Sahla wakes up from her sleep. Staring sharply Bima. "Sister started." Sahla Protests. 

"Yes, I know, Brother was wrong. Brother, I'm sorry."

Bima was about to hold Sahla's hand, but Sahla avoided it. "How can you not be angry anymore? Please tell Brother."

Sahla sighed. Seeing Bima who continuously persuaded him, finally collapsed as well. I can't wait to keep him like this.

"Don't joke like this again. I don't like. I also know enough that Brother wouldn't be able to do it here, because I'm not that stupid." Said Sahla slowly but still clearly heard in Bima's ear.

Bima was quite shocked by Sahla's words. His guilt grew in his heart. He doesn't know what to say.

"I think I really hurt you."

"That's it, don't talk about it anymore." Sahla.

Bima looked at Sahla deep enough. And suddenly he quickly kissed Sahla's lips. Sahla was surprised by Bima this time. His heart beat rapidly. Sahla can only be quiet, not knowing what to do. His face is now slightly warmed.

"I'm sorry, I can't control myself." After saying that sentence, Bima directly came out of the tent. He cursed himself who did the stupid thing. Sahla is still in her position. Slowly his hand touched his lips. This was his first experience. And it went on so fast.

Sahla stayed in the tent for a long time. He refused to go out, because the night was getting colder. But once in a while Sahla looked out, making sure Bima was around the tent. To be honest, Sahla was afraid of being left alone in a place that was foreign to her. Although many people camped as well, but only Bima he knew.

Sahla looks out of the tent. Only his head popped out. But this time he did not find Bima near the tent. Fear in an instant took control of his heart. Then he made sure again by exiting the tent, looking around. Still do not find the existence of Bima.

"Bima brother where are you ?" Sahla Mumbles. The worry mixed with fear was clearly drawn on his face. He decided to go back into the tent. 

And before long, Bima suddenly appeared at the door of the tent with a plastic bag in her hand. The aroma of cooking filled the tent. 

"Where's my brother from ?" Sahla asked in a slightly high tone, because of her fear and concern for Bima.

"Buy fried rice at a stall near mushola. Prayers as well."

"Next time if you want to go say it first. Don't just leave. Just worry about it." Said Sahla who was getting quieter.

Bima smiled. He was so happy, Sahla was worried about him.

"Yes, sorry. Let's eat first." Bima handed Sahla a pack of fried rice.

They ate in a separate place, Sahla was still in the tent while Bima was outside the tent. Bima did not dare to enter because of the previous incident. But he behaved normally, as if nothing had happened.

After eating, Sahla performs Islamic prayers in the tent. Reluctant to linger outside, so he prefers to pray inside the tent. And also, he prestige asked Bima to help deliver him to the mosque.

The awkwardness that had melted away, was now recreated among them.

Bima himself still did not dare to enter. He also felt cold, even though he was wearing a jacket.

And it turns out Sahla realized it. Secretly he noticed Bima's behavior outside the tent. Like someone who is confused because they are losing their way. 

"Sister, come in." Take Sahla, he could not bear to see Bima who was cold like that.

"It's okay, Brother wants to be outside first. If you want to sleep, go to bed first."

Then Sahla came out to Bima.

"Where's the hand ?" Sahla asked after arriving in front of Bima.

"Where was the hand ?" 

Bima extended her hand. Sahla holds Bima's hand. And it turned out to be true what he expected, Bima's hand felt cold.

"Look! Your hands are cold, Big Brother must be cold, from earlier outside continue. Let's go in." Sahla pulls Bima into the tent. And Bima could not refuse him, he according to Sahla's speech. Don't ask how Bima feels right now. Of course very happy. 

Bima and Sahla are lying side by side and sharing the same blanket. Both of them were silent, no one dared to make a sound. Both of them are not sleeping.

Until the night has reached its peak, the cold has become more and more. People are in their own tents. Protecting himself from the cold.

Not so with Sahla. His eyes could not be closed, as the cold grew colder. Makes Sahla shiver in the cold. He hugged himself, hoping to ease the cold. But it still doesn't help.

Bima, who was beside him, noticed the agitated look of Sahla. I could not see his wife cold. Bima immediately hugged Sahla.

"Don't refuse. It'll warm you up." Bima Whisper. Sahla who is cold, can only resign. Because he needs it too.

"Just calm down, I will not mess around," continued Bima. Until the dawn of the Adhan reverberated, woke them both up and found them hugging each other. Sahla looks wrong, while Bima is just plain ordinary. Sahla wanted to release Bima's embrace, but Bima instead tightened it. And for a while, Sahla relented. Let Bima hold him.

"I want you." Bima's scales are answered with pinch from Sahla. Sahla hastily got up.

"It's dawn, let's get up." Take Sahla.

Sahla and Bima went to the mosque to perform dawn prayers. During the walk, their hands never came off. 

Returned from mushola. Bima immediately boiled water to make sweet tea and coffee.

"Sir. Sweet tea." Bima thrust a glass of sweet tea that is still steaming on Sahla.

"Kok call 'Dek' ?" Ask Sahla wonder.

"Can you ? Or call me baby ?" Bima even teases Sahla.

"What the hell." Sahla looks wrong.

"Enjoying the sunrise with a cup of coffee accompanied by a loved one. How do you think it feels ?" Ask Bima suddenly.

"That's it, because in my hand there's only a glass of sweet tea, not coffee like you said."

Bima laughed a little, feeling silly on her own with her question just now.

"What does Brother really feel ?"

"Of course happy. Especially if this love doesn't clap one hand." Said Bima while pointing to her chest. Bima made Sahla feel wrong.

"Don't rush to answer until you're absolutely sure of how you feel."

"Sister, we're married."

"Yes. Brother knows we're married."

"Keep what use was your declaration of love ?"

"At least we know, there's love between us. Not because of coercion."

Sahla sighed, digesting the words of Bima. Maybe there is a point also what Bima said. During this time, there was no declaration of love from either Bima or Sahla. Both agreed to marry because of their parents. And as we know, marriage by force is like living in hell. They especially Bima did not want to experience like that.

"Sister. I didn't know this could be called love or not. When deciding to marry you, it means that I am ready to be your wife with all the obligations that must be done. Whether it was forced or indeed out of love, I made sure to do my duty as a wife. For as I know, when a woman becomes a wife, her paradise is with her husband. And I'm chasing it."

"While there is no love you will still do it ?"

"certain. Because it's my duty."

"If you don't get your rights, what ?"

"It's your business with God."