Hot Couple: Inara's Love Story

Terms, Oath.

After lunch, Reza and I said goodbye to Alfi and Mayra, we headed straight to the orphanage, as the bikes were delivered.

When we reached the parking lot of the home, Reza looked at me with a smile. When I had mineral water in my hand, I drank it without a straw. And Reza's eyes made me uncomfortable. I was worried that he would be ignorant or would say something that would shock me to the point of choking and that water would spill right on my face. But fortunately, Reza was not ignorant. He just wanted to talk seriously to me. "Every time you go, I always think that you're going to Bandung" he said.

"To Bandung?" To pervert I feel confused, but after that I immediately understand. "Oh, you mean the Cikahuripan River?" my guess.

Reza nodded. "Yes. I'm afraid that you're desperate for our relationship."

"If you're desperate, maybe you are. But if I ask for hope, I always remember my promises and vows. I'm not going there to throw a coin. But for photo hunting, you may."

Reza smile.

And, seeing her smile while grabbing my hand - which is why I immediately said, "Don't say an apology. You've said it too often and it feels stale. Understood?"

"Bored of hearing me apologize?"

I'm nodding. "Over often, my. You apologize like eating beans. Trifling."

"Certainly? What do I have to apologize for?"

I lift both my shoulders. "Don't ask how to apologize. But try as much as possible not to make mistakes. That's. And I hope you understand." I opened the door and went out.

It was great to be able to set foot again in that place. Don't know why I'm getting hot. Either because I have accepted the trust wholeheartedly or because I began to like and love the children there. Especially Khiara, she immediately burst into my arms as soon as she saw me.

"Khiala kangen, Auntie," he said.

Ah, it's so gaunt. "Tante is also kangen.. once on Khiara." We also hugged. If only the boy wasn't heavy, I would've carried him in my arms. "Look, what's the aunt here doing?"

Khiara.

"Tante.. bring a bicycle to Khiara...."

Waw, practically Khiara was excited while jumping up and down. Seeing his smile and his chattering gave his own happiness in my heart. We rushed to the transport car and opened the tarpaulin. I mean - - the officer who drove the bike opened the tarp and we just looked. Such is.

A moment later Reza and the caretakers came out with all the children of the house to the yard. One bike for one kid, and everyone loves it. I thought, I must have been that happy when my aunt bought me a bike.

"Thank you, Mum. You are ready to fulfill my request. I love you."

Hmm.. Again my eyes glazed, but this time it was because it was moved, not because it was sad.

"If I can, I want more than just a thank you" she whispered. Then he grinned wide nan nosy.

What try?

"Don't go fishing, yeah! Your shoulders and waist are hurt, lest I reflexively hit you by accident."

Well, whatever happens next in the parlor, it's all fun.

After we got home, Reza took me to the minimarket. As usual - to buy ice cream. At first I refused because I was afraid Reza was ignorant again or was about to prank me again. But he promised not to do that. He just wants to talk to me, he said. Finally I agreed, we chatted in the car while eating ice cream. And it became our habit.

"I want you to go home to Jakarta, today."

Whats?

I'm dumbfounded. "Why? Why did you tell me to go home?" I was running around looking for a camera, I thought maybe Reza was really pranking me again.

"Don't think anything" he said. "No camera, it's not a prank. I just want to ask you to come back to Jakarta. We split up for a while. Just a while until our wedding day. Just eight more days, right? Let's just say we're pinned."

Dipped? I shake my head. I don't like that idea.

"There's no reason for us to stay together right now. In Surabaya, in Bali, Bandung, Puncak, it's because we're on vacation. In my house, it was because of the mourning atmosphere. In the hospital, because you took care of me. Now that I've improved, I can take care of myself. You go home first. The current situation is not conducive. I don't want anything to make you misunderstand and leave again."

Reza grabbed and held my hand and shook her head. "I have to check up to the hospital next week. It's risky if I travel long distances. To Jakarta, back to Bogor, to Jakarta again, keep flying to Palembang."

"Yes. I get it," I said - still a little disappointed. "Should we part temporarily?"

Reza had not been able to answer my question, but a car parked next to us distracted me. "Guil?"

"He's here to pick you up" Reza said. Then he took me out.

I nodded to those two people. They like to determine something outside of my knowledge, without asking how I think, I agree or not, even I like it or not they seem to not care. Although I actually know, what they do is a good and best thing for me.

Reza and Ihsan chatted for a moment. I don't know what to say, I didn't notice.

"Are you ready?" Ihsan asked me who was still staring - trying to understand and accept what they wanted from me.

But in the end I shook my head. "I.." I can't think fast enough. Don't know what to say.

Ihsan moved closer and placed his face right in front of my face. "Listen, Mas Reza has been trying to convey it much better than me, but I will still take you home, whether you like it or not. From what I've seen, you don't have much choice." He looked at his fingernails and flicked one to the other. "Tomorrow Mother will go home to Palembang, and you come home with Mother."

I glanced and looked at Reza. "Say something, please! It's not a good idea."

"I have no right to it yet" Reza replied.

I exhale heavily -- widen the chest. "alright. I'm according to."

I got into the car with a bang. I saw Reza and Ihsan talking a little, and Ihsan got into the car. Before driving off, Ihsan opened the window next to me so Reza could see me. He smiled and waved his hand.

"Wait," I said as Ihsan was about to exit the minimarket parking lot. "Follow me, there's something I need to talk about."

I opened the door and got out of the car, followed by Ihsan who swiftly approached me. I stood there for a while - still wondering how to express the premarital conditions that I wanted to pursue.

"What's wrong?" Reza asked as he approached us.

Well, I took a deep breath and said, "There's something I want to talk about. And please listen to me until I'm done talking."

Reza and Ihsan nodded.

"I. I want to apply one condition, as a condition of our legal marriage agreement, and the thing is that I am your partner."

Practically, my speech made Reza's forehead constrict, but she didn't say anything and waited until I was done talking. The look in his eyes implied that he was waiting for me to mention what the conditions were.

"I want your loyalty and your whole being is only mine. You must not be polygamous as long as I am able to carry out my duties as a wife. If you break it, then at once - I am haram for you. Because it means you've dropped a talaq on me. And this condition can be lost if I can no longer carry out my duties as a wife. For example, if I have chronic pain or severe pain that takes a long time to heal. Then you can marry again. This condition can also fall if I give you permission to remarry myself, for example if I cannot give you offspring, I will allow you polygamy. Do you accept my terms?"

Reza nodded, then he advanced closer to me. "I accept your terms" he said, putting his right hand over my head. "Ihsan. I swear I will be faithful. I'll live and die just for you."

My eyes glazed over, overflowing from the depths of a heart filled with love - - just after Reza had finished his vow - - erasing all my fears and doubts to embark on a new commitment -- MARRIAGE.

Reza pulled me into his arms - a tight hug - as if he were expressing how much he loved me - with his whole soul and body.

"Go home" he said a moment later. "Let me know when you arrive. Let me know when you're going back to Palembang."

I'm nodding. "Please get your business done with Salsya. I don't want him messing up on our wedding day."

"Yes, I'll make him understand. Don't think about it."

I nodded my head once more, and Reza opened the car door for me. "You're coming, right?" my many. The same question I asked every day for the next eight days. And I always get the same answer, the answer I want.

"Yes," he said. "I'll come. Sure. I love you."