Love Coiled Stains

Shahada

"Rea, why do you want to let Arga marry me" Sandra asked as we met at a cafe to discuss the matter.

"There is no right for me to forbid Arga from marrying you. Because I know you love each other and have been in love for a long time. Moreover, you want to change your faith with us" I explained.

"Arga will be entirely yours. He can't be mine because his heart is only for you. And I wouldn't possibly fall in love with a man who never thought I existed. I'll take care of this so I don't love him. And if that time has come Arga will surely let me go. And he will be entirely yours. And you'll be the only wife she loves the most no longer has me in your life" I'm sure Sandra will be able to unite with Arga.

"I'm sorry ma, pa I can't fulfill your desire to make Arga change. I can't make Arga love me as much as you expect I've tried my best to take Arga's heart but until now her heart is still with Sandra. My inner.

***

"Sandra, are you ready?" I asked as I led Sandra to meet one of the justads who would Islamize Sandra do a pretty big one in the city.

Sandra nodded.

"Alhamdulillah" I said.

With a loud voice Sandra said

"Ashhadu alla ilaha illallah wa Asyhadu anna muhammadar apostleullah" From that day on, Sandra became a Muslim.

***

I'm daydreaming on the balcony upstairs. My thoughts were always about Arga marrying Sandra and not letting me go. I also don't understand why Arga is so kind to me. He won't let me go. He always gives an excuse if the time has come, surely I will let you go.

However, I can't wait that long. Three months I'm gonna live with Sandra. I know I'm only the third person in their lives but my heart and feelings that love and start loving Arga can't be lied to for sure this heart will hurt even more when I look Sandra and Arga are making out on one roof with me who lives in this house.

"Much daydreamed of her" Tegur Arga who suddenly appeared behind me.

I was shocked and looked at him.

"Bored at home?" Ask Arga to me.

A bland smile was engraved on my lips.

I shook my head.

"You're not bored at home" he asked.

"Son, you forgot you taught me to stay at home. So I'm used to being at home and I'm not even interested in going out" I said.

"Well when I want to ask you to accompany me out. yes to buy equipment for me and Sandra married later such as clothes, shoes, bags maybe" he said again.

"Can I go shopping?"

"You'll know for yourself Papa and Mama didn't really agree to me getting married to Sandra. So they don't want to take care of all my needs and Sandra's when I get married. So I ask you to help me and Sandra prepare for everything. After all sandra was currently, there was no here she went to Jakarta to meet some famous designers there"

"But did papa you come out with me do you know for yourself what I look like Later you even embarrassed in the same words your friends or your Client Client?"

"Later I can give them an excuse that you're an employee of my office. They do not know that you and I are married only a few people know that you are my wife" Arga said.

"Okay then wait a minute I want to get ready first" I said to change my clothes to go with Arga.

***

"Arga" Tegur someone while we were busy choosing some clothes for Arga.

"Hey, Put" Arga said.

"Who?" Ask the son of his best friend Arga.

"Your wife? I heard from mom and dad you're married" Guess again.

"Hm... Yes" answered Arga a little doubtfully.

"This son Rea, this Rea Son" Arga introduced us.

I just smiled at the Son

"When are you going home?" Ask Arga.

"Just two days ago" said the Son.

"Oh just a minute, I want to buy a drink first" said Arga leaving us both.

"Rea, just talk there" said the Son to invite me to a chair in that place.

"How are you?" Her question started a conversation with me.

"Good God"

"How's it?"

"What's what?"

"Living with Arga, the cuey guy was cold. Is he good at treating you?"

"Well, very good" I told a lie.

"What are you Arga?"

"I'm Arga's best friend's cousin. Normally, he always told me all the girls he approached.. But don't know why, with you he won't tell me anything.. Yes maybe because we have not met for a long time so he may not be able to tell me anything through his cellphone because it is better if we vent it like this with eyes" he explained.

"I have been in Bandung to complete several projects acquired by the papa company. I was busy there and couldn't meet Arga and came to your wedding yesterday" she added.

I smiled back at what the Son had told me.

"It turns out you're sweet too if smiling lucky Arga has you. And I'm late for not meeting you first"

I just smiled wryly at the Son's daei speech. I honestly don't really understand what his intentions are like that.

"His eyes were talking very seriously" said Arga who suddenly appeared carrying 3 bottles of drinks.

"Eh Ga" said the Son.

"This is your drink" Arga handed us the bottle.

"Yes, I say first you please continue your activities there is work that I have to finish" said the Son.

"Rea, nice to meet you and chat with you I hope we can meet again yes and Arga does not mind if we meet" Tempta Putra.

I could see Arga looking at the Son with a dislike look at what the Son had just said to me.

"What does Arga's gaze mean to the Son? Does he not like it when the Son is close to me? Butwhy?Doesn't he love Sandra so much and he doesn't care about me as his wife?" My mind began to wonder.

"It's Rea, don't be too GR. Arga can't possibly like you who's just a country girl who's not on her level" My inner self again.

"Come"

"Where?"

"Shopping, not the items I'm looking for have not been able to, therefore let's continue the shopping" said Arga.

"It's a good step for you to go shopping with Sandra"

"Sandra doesn't exist. He has Jakarta's business. I told you earlier. So you better accompany me to shop. After all, if you wait for her sandra to come home, you don't know when my wedding is and she's only a week away right"

I could only take a deep breath looking at my husband's stubborn pringai. If you want something, it must be fulfilled at that moment.

***

"This is how" I said, showing Arga a yellow shirt.

"Don't make me dizzy"

"Don't make me black"

"Ha this one, red"

"Don't make me angry"

"Blue. What about blue?"

"You've made me jealous"

Degs....

My eyes were round when Arga said that, shocked so much that Arga said that I had made her jealous. It means he was jealous when I was talking to the Son.

"Jealous? Did I make him jealous when I talked to Son? Does Arga already have feelings for?" My mind wonders.

"Why stop? Let's pick the right clothes for me which one?" Said again.

I shook my head to throw away my GR feelings so as not to be too hopeful for a man who does not necessarily love me completely.

"Hmm" I looked at the clothes hanging in the shop and chose which clothes were the place for Arga's many cingcongs.

"What if this one?" My words showed him the shirt.

"Eh you see dong when you choose me a shirt like that anyway? It's too simple not to suit me" he said.

"You know that I don't know your fashion. So you better wait for Sandra to come home. Sandra who knows more about fashion today than I do. And I'm sure the choice is right for you and you'll love it" I said.

"No, no. Later if you wait for Sandra. have chosen me a dress that you think is suitable for me"

"Later you don't like it" My protest began to regret seeing Arga who protested a lot.

"He asked me to pick his shirt. But when I vote with my taste, even in protest. Then he better choose it himself. Don't ask and ask me" My mind looked at Arga in annoyance.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Tell him to me.

"Sir, it's nothing" I replied, turning my eyes away.

"Hurry up and pick my shirt" again.

"Okay, this is the last option and please accept" I said.

"OK" she answered.

"Blue huh?"

"Okay, because you've managed to make me jealous?"

"Jealous? Jealousy what the hell does that mean?" I'm getting pissed.

"It's blue. Come wrap it up" He said again leaving me who was still in confusion.

"Basic chameleon" I said.

"What?"

"No, it's okay"

***

Arga smiled staring at her mobile screen. He looked at pictures of me and him while we were in Paris.

"It's his ugly phone or indeed his ugly person huh?" He insulted me at that time.

"Just use my phone" he said then took pictures of me using his cell phone.

"Well look, the results are good" he said.

He kept staring at his cell phone screen with pictures of me and himself.

"Rea, you're sweet too" he said.

"Jeez, what the hell am I" he said soberly.

"So I was thinking about him? What is this feeling?" His inner.

Cring....

"Hallo" replied Arga as her phone rang.

"Darling, what else?" Ask Sandra from across.

"It's getting ready to go to sleep" replied Arga.

"Darling, I'm sorry if I'm still busy with my work" Sandra said.

"Yes it's okay. I understand it"

"Honey, if we're married later, it doesn't matter if I'm still busy like this? I can't just leave the career I've built"

"Yes it's okay. I don't blame your work. After all, this has indeed become your goal to become a famous designer. So I will support all your decisions and your current job" Arga said.

"Thank you, baby. I'm lucky to have an understanding husband like you" Sandra said.

"Yes together"

"So when are you going home?" Ask Arga.

"Maybe the day after tomorrow I'm home. Honey, I can't wait for our wedding" Sandra said.

"Yes I can't wait for us together" Bakas Arga.

They will be married in a week. Papa and Mama Arga are forced to go to meet her parents Sandra to propose to her. Fortunately, Sandra's parents did not bother Sandra if she changed her beliefs with us. So they agreed to marry Sandra and Arga.

At first Papa and Mama Arga did not want to go weakened sandra. But I continued to persuade them and in the end they were crushed with my words so that with a heavy heart they went to the house of Sandra's parents to propose to their daughter.

***

"Look, our intention and arrival is here, to apply for my son and mother as my son-in-law and my son's wife" Maya said that night when Riko, Santi and himself left in the morning.

"Well, if we were just up to our daughter. Whether you accept it or not. Because he is the one who will live the household with the mother's child. So we leave all the decisions to our son" said Santi.

"How did Santi, did you agree to accept the proposal from Riko and her mother?" Ask her again.

Santi blushed in embarrassment then nodded slowly.

Not happy to have his proposal accepted. Riko was even more sad because later she would belong to someone else. He really hoped that I would be the one to live his life. But the reality is inversely proportional to all expectations.

Riko actually objected to applying for Santi. But whatever the power of his mother always forced him to marry Santi. Because for his mother only Santilah the girl who is suitable to accompany the Son only wayangnya who is currently losing direction because of the loss of his soul mate.

Riko could not resist her mother's wishes at all because she had promised to always obey whatever her mother's important will could be happy.

"Well, this engagement will be held in two weeks. It would be better if we carry out this engagement faster, as the saying goes faster is better" said Maya.

"We agree with mother's decision" Jawan Santi's father.

***

"O Allah, his unceasing servant always prays to You asking for peace of heart and soul in living this life. Right now my feelings are breaking, my heart has wavered, my soul is again languishing to find my husband who is about to marry the woman he loves. I honestly couldn't stand to see them together. But if this is happiness for my husband, then teach me to let them unite. Although this self is wounded and this mind will languish. Make this a heart booster. So if this is a test that will lead me to a better degree. I ask you, O God, help me, open my heart, strengthen my soul in the trials that You have given me. For I believe that You will never give a trial beyond the ability of his servant" My prayer for a third of the night.