Love Elsaliani

88.

In such a hurry, Luqman got off his sports bike. Luqman continued to press the bell attached to the magnificent gate, until a middle-aged man came out from behind the gate, he looked frightened and confused at the sight of the uniform and two weapons neatly mounted on Luqman's waist and back.

"Sorry, can I help you? who are you looking for, sir?" Ask the man.

"Khaira, is he home?"

"Non Khaira's? what was? does Khaira make trouble? why are you looking for him this late? is non Khaira's fault so severe?"

"Ahhh" Luqman looked at himself for a moment, now he understood why from earlier his interlocutor was seen in the fog.

"Sorry before, because I made you uncomfortable because of my appearance. Hmmm, I am Luqman, a friend of Khaira's. Please tell Khaira that I want to meet her."

"Well, wait a minute!"

The middle-aged man went back inside by leaving the gate wide open. Luqman was still pacing back and forth with an uneasy feeling. His eyes kept turning inward, hoping that the person he was waiting for would come to see him.

Eight minutes had passed, now that Iqbal's feet had stopped, his eyes focused on the figure that had just emerged from behind the gate. Khaira ran small towards the gate with both hands busy justifying her headscarf.

"I'm sorry for making you wait so long!" Pinta Khaira confronting Luqman.

Luqman was still glued to the figure of Khaira who was now right in front of him. Khaira's face was clear that she had just woken up from her deep sleep.

"Luqmann...!" Call Khaira by waving both hands in front of Luqman's face.

"Oh, hay!" Luqman's words spontaneously made Khaira laugh with Luqman's awkward demeanor.

"Hay too! but you came here in the middle of the night like this, with this appearance definitely not just to say hay, right?"

"Hmmmmm"

(Oh Luqman, why are you always so cowardly when dealing with people you love? I really hate myself right now. I really don't want my regrets in the past to be repeated, come on Luqman! you certainly can) Whisper the heart of Luqman who continues to fight with himself.

"Hmmmm, then?"

"Married to me!" Pinta Luqman kneeling before Khaira.

"Are you aware of what you just said?"

"Yes. Khaira, be my wife. I'm proposing to you."

"Do you know who you're applying for?"

"Yes, I'm proposing to a granddaughter from the big kiayi. I know, if I...."

"Once again, my words made others misunderstand. I don't mean me, but you, Luqman."

"You mean?"

"Do you know who I am? I'm just a woman with a myriad of flaws.You don't be fooled by my outward appearance, I'm not as good as you think. Think back to that intention of yours, I just don't want myself to let you down in the end."

"I admit that I don't know you very well. I don't know your bad qualities, I don't know your relatives, I don't understand your family's customs and I'm not necessarily the best for you either, but one thing I know for sure is that my heart beats hard when I'm with you, I fall in love with you, that's all I know, and that's more than enough to be the reason I proposed to you."

"Luqman, i..."

"I'm not as perfect a man as Iqbal, nor am I as brave as Nature and Mikeal who can easily express their feelings for their loved ones, and I'm not as friendly and humorous as Hendra. But me, this is me as I am. Khaira, I lost the one I loved because of my cowardice, and I don't want to go back."

"Are you sure of your decision?"

"Very!"

"Enough for me to live with you, then I feel that happiness is absolutely mine. Only with you did I find myself without having to show off my fake self. Because you accept me with all the circumstances attached to my body, all the qualities attached to my name, then I accept your presence with all your good intentions, with all your love, with all your love, may Allah bless you in your decision to ask for me."

"That means you accept me?"

"Hmmmmm"

"Are you serious? are you aware of what you say?"

"Yes, let's be happy together!"

"Thank you still Khaira, thank you very much. In this week I'll ask you officially."

"I'm waiting for your earnestness."

"Thank you again for accepting me."

"Will you continue here? eleven o'clock in the evening!" Khaira obviously turned her head to the watch attached to her right hand.

"Be careful!"

"Hmmm...may I ask you something?"

"What?"

"Please be careful with your answer, even if the night changes, it stays like this."

"Go home, I'm waiting for your parents to come."

"I'll bring them here soon. Good night" explained Luqman who returned to his sport bike.

"Good night! careful."

Luqman drove home on his favorite motorcycle. After returning home from duty, Luqman went straight to Khaira's house, not wanting to hold back his feelings any longer, and in the end the dipper got together, making Luqman happy, very very happy.

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Very quietly, Iqbal opened the door of his room. He continued to step closer to the bed where Elsaliani was lying, after putting the backpack on the sofa, as well as removing all the weapons attached to his body, Iqbal sat at the side of Elsaliani. With the head resting on the pillow collision, with the right hand that is above his large stomach and the left hand that is so loyal to hold his cellphone.

Iqbal began to touch the innocent face of the wife who looked so good, then rubbed slowly Elsaliani's hair, making Elsaliani move her body a little.

"Sleep baby, even though miss half dead mas will try to hold it, mas do not want to disturb deep sleep dear." Obviously Iqbal is back touching Elsaliani's left cheek.

Iqbal's eyes seemed to be unable to stop staring at Elsaliani's face, until the sound of the phone rang, making Iqbal turn his eyes on Elsaliani's phone. Iqbal picked up the phone that Elsaliani was holding, then saw there was a growing chat in.

"Ang Luthfan? ten chats, four photos? what'sthis?" Mumbled Iqbal who was immediately carried away by emotion, all this time he did not know that Elsaliani had contact Luthfan, a doctor who passed him the other day as well as an old friend of Elsaliani.

#***How? did you sleep well?#

#el....#

#Don't worry me? you're all right?#

#🙄🙄#

#El, Please!#

#Don't make me worry😔 you and your content are fine right?#

#I'm still thinking about you, last night you couldn't sleep at all, your face also looks pale, I'm worried El.#

#I, I, I'm sorry because I can't see you in pain.#

#If anything happens, call me right away!#

#Oh yes, this is the photo I took earlier, you look beautiful😊***#

Iqbal's jealous emotions and flames burst when he saw four photos of Elsaliani with Luthfan, against the backdrop of a garden that looked so beautiful and comfortable.

At this point, Iqbal could no longer hold himself back from remaining calm, his hands clutching the pillow he had by his side. Iqbal violently slammed Elsaliani's phone on the mattress until it accidentally bounced right on Elsaliani's lips, making Elsaliani grimace in pain. Slowly Elsaliani tried to wake up from his sleep even with both eyes still closed. Elsaliani's right index finger tried to check her sore lips.

"Awwww" Pekik Elsaliani.

Elsaliani's eyes opened wide when he saw a little blood patch on his index finger.

"El, you could have fallen asleep with your phone in your hand, look, your lips bleeding because of a cell phone that involuntarily slipped out of your hand." Muttered Elsaliani denouncing his own stupidity.

Elsaliani regained her body, after rubbing the side of the blood on her lips with the sleeves she was wearing.

"Tomorrow, El's legs were completely limp, El didn't have the strength to get up. Hopefully tomorrow will not be swollen." hope Elsaliani who closed her eyes again.

"Elsalian!" Call Iqbal who makes Elsaliani's round eyes open wide and turn to the origin of the sound that feels so close to him.

"Mas! Is El crazy? miss El was really bad, until every night saw the shadows everywhere, every night waiting for a call from the mas, until falling asleep by holding a cellphone until finally El's lips must bear El's own carelessness. Mas, El misses! El miss the decapan mas, El can not even sleep without mas, why it feels so crowded if far from the mas. What if someday mas bored with El, then go with mbak Lestari, what El should do, El too dependent on mas. What should El do? What if El keeps this up? what if El falls down before the mas returns home? El misses the mas..." Reveal Elsaliani with tears that continue to flow soaking his two pale cheeks

Elsaliani eyes continued to look meek at the figure of Iqbal sitting in front of him, he still considered that what he saw was just a hallucination like the previous nights.***

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