Hot Couple: Inara's Love Story

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At half nine in the morning, we have arrived at the location of Jembong Waterfall, which is in Ambengan Village, Sukasada Subdistrict, Buleleng Regency, Bali. We traveled more than two hours. But that long distance meant absolutely nothing once we got to the location of that beautiful waterfall. Especially for me and Reza who took the time to sleep during the trip, even though I actually know he slept in a state of anxiety. I've realized. Merely, I felt bad to ask because there was someone else near us.

That day, despite being half-hearted and half-sleepy, Reza still showed her mixed attitude to everyone. She was still willing to undergo our prewedding photo session that day. I whispered to Zia and Aarin, don't ask her to pose. Reza's heart and mind are out of tune, though not everyone is aware of it.

Prewedding photos ala Rizky Alatas and Adzana Bing Slamet is an example of the pose proposed by Zia, with a background view of waterfalls and rock cliffs, facing each other and looking, the position of my hand on the waist Reza, and the, and Reza's hand on my neck. For an elegant impression, Mayra asked us to wear a Royal Blue Romantic Off Shoulder wedding dress suit with lace embroidery, in a matching blue suit. Although Reza does not smile, but he is still a handsome and charismatic Reza.

We only took one prewedding photo and changed clothes, while the others were busy taking selfies. When I finished changing clothes, Reza was nowhere near where I left her. I stepped up, came down, and I saw him sitting dumbly in Bale Bengong, a place of some sort of lodging for visitors who want to rest, his facial expression strange. An expression I've never seen. He looks sad and moody. He didn't even notice when I approached him, so I let him until he realized I was there.

"Eh, Honey. Sori, I didn't know you were here. Why don't you join the others?" tanyakanya.

I told you how I could have fun, while he made friends with depression. "What's the problem, Mom? You're still mad 'cause they bullied us last night?"

He stood up and took my hand. "No," he said.

"Then?"

He did not reply, only shook his head slowly, and sat back down. I also sat by his side. "OKAY. It's okay if you don't want a story. But, if one day you want to share my grievances with me, I am ready to be a good listener. For you."

He smiled too, just a small, bland smile. Then he put his head in my lap. We didn't talk until everyone was done with their own excitement. For some reason, I feel like I lost the figure of Reza who was always warm. She who is usually the place where I lean, this time it makes me as a place to lean. I don't mind, just feeling weird about her sudden change in attitude, without me knowing why.

"The photo resumes the other day, huh?" I said to the photographer team, upon our arrival at the Banyumala Waterfall parking location, in Wanagiri Village, Sukasada, Buleleng Regency, Bali.

According to Alfi, there are many more charming waterfalls in Bali. But the route was difficult, he said. Especially with the condition of our feet that have not fully recovered. Therefore, Jembong Waterfall and Banyumala Waterfall are options, the waterfall is beautiful scenery and allows for us to reach it.

Everyone enthusiastically set foot through the path. While Reza invites me to walk slowly, hand in hand down the road step by step, so as not to drain energy and not to waste he said.

"I'm confused, Mom. I don't know why you. Your mood seems ugly. Maybe you have a problem, or a burden on your mind, but you don't want to tell a story. Or maybe you're not feeling well? If you want, let's just rest in the car" I said.

Reza shook his head slowly. "We want a prewedding photo."

"I told them the picture could go on tomorrow."

He frowned at my answer, but made no comment.

"I know your heart and mind are in turmoil. Your mood's not good. You don't have to force yourself" I said.

Reza stopped his steps, then apologized to me.

Reza lowered her head, trying to avoid my eyes. "Sori," said. "But this has absolutely nothing to do with our love. Trust me."

I took a deep breath before saying everything I had in mind, then said, "A few days ago you managed to convince me until I accepted your proposal. Even a few hours ago you managed to convince me of your sincerity. And a few hours ago I admitted that I love you. But I'm also sure that if you don't forget, over twenty-two years I can't put my trust in any man. Can I remind you? I've not only been burned, you could say I've been charred. And not just by someone who knows who, but by the only man in the world who should protect me. That's why I'm like this. I have a lot of scars, and you know that. The scar infused my weakness and made my world dark. Maybe you think I'm overreacting on all of this. But how else? If you want me to always believe, the key is one, honestly. Whatever it is. Don't cover something up with me."

"I understand" that's all he said. I waited for him to answer me, waiting for his honesty. Seconds. Two seconds. Until seconds to minutes, he did not open the sound.

I mendesa* hard. "OKAY. Forget it," I said. I quickened my footsteps leaving him still silent back there. Not for nothing, but to stop myself from continuing to search for it with my words. So that I do not lose control and actually stretch our relationship. I know the fire is burning inside me. I wiped my tears that began to drip. I was angry at myself, because I was fickle. Half my heart demanded that I believe in Reza, while the other half thrashed, demanding me to save myself before I fell into the pit of nestapa, the hole that once dropped my mother to its deepest base. I don't want to feel the same.

Ah, goddamn. I met Alfi and Mayra at the entrance guard post. "Why?" ask Mayra.

"It's okay" I said. I shook my head strongly. From the vibrancy, I could see Ihsan with Aarin. "Can I go first?"

Alfie nodded. "Can," he said.

Everyone was happy, soaking and swimming in the waterfall pool. While I chose to sit on the park bench, calming myself down, looking at the water falling from that height. The water falls, but it still gives happiness and beauty. He fell, but he gave. While me? I have fallen, and I have fallen, but I have always demanded happiness and beauty.

Be like Inara water. Although it falls, it remains water, not necessarily debris, although it falls, it remains in its nature, giving. Although it is only water, but it is able to be happy, able to cool down, able to create a sense of comfort, and it always shows that it is something beautiful, which is always soothing, even though it is just water. Be like that, my heart.

"I love you," the voice stuck to the ear. I don't know since when he was behind me, making me flinch, realizing that one of his hands had been perfectly coiled around my waist. "I'm sorry that my attitude has hurt you" he whispered softly. One more hand also coiled tightly, making my stomach roiling. A moment later, he kissed the side of my forehead. "Don't be sad anymore, yeah. Love you."

I'm nodding. Slowly the deck loosened. He switched positions sitting next to me. "Look," Reza tried to make me understand, "not all the problems I can tell you, or maybe I'm not ready to tell you. But, I will try to be as normal as possible in front of you. You trust me enough, my heart and my feelings, will never change at all. Okay?"

It doesn't seem fair, but I'm trying to hold back my ego. I nodded my head, giving a little understanding of a piece of heart still tied to past trauma. "I'm sorry too, Mom. I'm sorry I can't hide my annoying attitude. Sorry, huh?"

He smiled a sigh, then pinched the two gnaws on my cheeks. I know, she's trying to remain my Reza, my Reza who is always present with the warmth of her love.

"Hello. excuse me, punten, sorry to interrupt, Ma'am, Masnya. We want a photo there. Would you excuse me for a second? I beg you." said Aarin. "You guys please take a picture of the two of us, yes," he continued, complete with a wide grin.

Shamelessly, the sweet girl threw herself down on the bench and closed her eyes, and my sister, Ihsan - posed affectionately with her. Bak Bipasha Basu and Emraan Hashmi in the cover of Raaz 3. They made me gulp, envy slips into my heart. Kulirik Reza with a smile as a code I also want to take a picture of the semesra. He who can understand without me having to talk, immediately says, "Round," he said. Just touch my heart was immediately excited.

"One more pose, yuk, ma'am? On the rocks there," Aarin asked as he pointed at the rock in the waterfall pool below. Then he showed the pose of Emraan Hashmi and Jacqueline Fernandes in Murder 2. Once again the beautiful girl made me swallow at the pose of Emraan Hashmi kiss the neck of Jacqueline Fernandes. Really, it's a very sweet photo pose. Friendly, intimate, and sexy. Perfect.

Without waiting for me to say yes, Reza who was shameless in the slightest - immediately carried me into the water. I heard Aarin screaming hysterically back there. "I want to be carried as well..," he whined to Ihsan. Fix it! I think the girl harbored a fondness for my handsome little brother. Might as well.