Love Flips At The End of the Season

CBDM2X. 6

The newlywed couple's car was approaching the area under the bridge, Abas immediately turned off his car lights so that the lights did not dazzle the sisters of the home.

The two pulled over and immediately came down, all seemed to be waiting with a restless face, they did not realize if it was Fatim who got off the car.

Fatim and Abas started walking over and greeted everyone kindly.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Fatim waved a hand inviting the eyes of his younger brothers who lived under the bridge.

"Kakakkkkk," they all shouted and rushed into Fatim's arms.

"Why is it too late?" ask someone with a familiar baritone voice in the girl's ear.

"I'm sorry uh I'm late for being stray." Fatim smiled which made Jefry furrow his brows.

Soon the crowd of sisters dispersed by pulling off Fatim's hand to immediately head to the venue they had been preparing for since the afternoon.

While Fatim was busy with his younger siblings, Jefry approached Abas who was also walking slowly towards the venue.

"Loe's got a car?" Jefry looked at Abas.

"Yes, Mum." Abas looks a little nervous dealing with Jefry.

"It's worth being straying, have we ever met? Loe's face is no stranger." Jefry looked at Abas' face.

"Maybe, Mama." Abas nodded his head.

"You may be a special man to Fatim, the proof is that you are the first man who can be with him." Jeffrey breathed a rough sigh.

*Oh it turns out the Loli Deck can really take care of him, even though it looks very tomboyish.*

"really?" asked Abas with a serious expression.

Jefry did not answer Abas's question, but suddenly held onto his shoulder with a slight grip that made the handsome man grimace a little.

"Please tell me honestly, are you ready Fatim? I can't you lie!" Jefry stared intently at Abas.

"I am her husband" Abas replied softly, as he held her hand in his hand.

"Su-husband," said Jefry stammered," This is a lie?" ask again.

"No I'm not lying, this is actually we don't know if we're going to get married. This has not been interpreted considering Fatim is still in school as well as me. So it's still a secret." Abas smiled and stopped his steps and turned his head for a while as Fatim shouted his name.

"So the thanksgiving at that time in Fatim's residence was ...." Jeff intentionally stopped his words.

"Yes" Abas answered briefly.

"Thank God then, may you sorry 'samawa' just say it now because I just found out." Jefry tried to smile to cover up his heart wound.

"Thank you." Abas immediately followed Jefry's footsteps towards the venue.

Abas sat in the back row seat, he wanted to enjoy the sweetness of Fatim's face from a distance, a face that he would miss a lot later when he was far away in the other country.

Event after event they had gone through did not feel now had reached the end of the final activity where Fatim was asked to appear in front and join together reciting a poem that had been the brothers write as an expression of their gratitude.

The Goddess ....

It was a spatter

I ran in confusion

But you came and picked

A wide leaf for me

The Goddess ....

When I fell

You are back to bring hope

For I no longer bow

To be able to stand up straight again

The Goddess ....

I'm almost at the top now

For the time to come later in that time

You'll keep walking with me

The Goddess ....

I can't say

A feeling I might want to express

Only prayer continues

So that you will be happy in the world and the hereafter

All embrace each other, their struggle for the future will never be realized, without the contribution of a Fatim who has financed their education and life. Happy has overshadowed them hopefully will remain happy until they can return to be the new Goddess for others.

All series of events are finished, the two lovebirds were already begging to leave. They were already in the car but Jefry again waved his hand as a signal for Abas to come back down.

"Why did Bang Jef tell you to come back down?" Fatim looked astonished.

"That's why mumgkin had something he wanted to say. I'll go down first." Abas took off his sitbelt and went down.

Now that the two men were facing each other, Jefry's lips felt confused, he was confused where to start.

"Is there a message you want to say to Fatim's deck?" Abas opened his voice so as not to be too awkward.

"This is not for Fatim, but for you." Finally Jefry was able to speak fluently again after struggling to calm his heart.

"Forku?" Abash pointed to himself.

"I know this may sound silly to you, but .. I want to ask one thing of you, please take good care of Fatim, don't make her cry, she ... like a wingless angel to me and the children under the bridge. Again take care of the angel girl." Jefry's voice seemed to tremble. As a man Abas understood the feelings experienced by this burly man in front of him.

"Inshaa Allah, I will do my best. Just pray that we can stay together and be happy to His land." Abas shook Jefry's sweaty hands.

"Aamiin's."Jefry tried to smile and then he embraced Abas as a sign that he gave all that God had laid out for his life.

Abas saluted Jefry, who he believed was taking his heart out of his wife, but was proud of the man who behaved like a real man. In his heart he prayed that he might find an angel without another wing, who would accompany his journey in sailing the ark of life.

The sound of the roar of the car had drifted away leaving the basecamp under the bridge. The occupants were silent, no one spoke only after stealing a glance, and the moment it was caught by one of them would give birth to a hidden smile.

Sometimes Abas' hands clasped the fingers of his halal lover and then kissed her gently. He'll let go when the streets get crowded.

"Sister Pop, we can pull over for a little while not at the end of the front intersection." Fatim pointed in the direction he was referring.

"What do you want? Kebelt?" Abas asked worriedly, but only answered with fatim's sharp lips, of course it made her husband anxious.

"Keep what?" Abash began to understand his wife's intentions.

"Not much, just stop why?" Fatim began to look jutek because she felt her husband was insensitive.

The car pulled over, Fatim immediately opened the door and exited. He leaned against the body of the car while prodding upwards. Abas was standing right next to his wife. Then suddenly he raised the body of his lover to sit on the front of his car which made the girl strangled in shock.

"Stttt! No comments." Then Abash sat down and lay down. He asked his wife to lie down in his arms.

They stared at the clear night sky, filled with a sprinkling of stars twinkling. The moon does not want to lose. He poked out from behind the clouds that made the romantic atmosphere of the night so perfect.

"Sister!" greet Fatim gently with a gaze still staring at the vast sky.

"Hemm" Abas replied, peeping at his wife's head covered in a hijab.

"When you leave, I'll miss these days." Clear circles pooled in the corner of his eyes.

"Me too, why should farewells always scratch wounds? If I knew it would be like this, I'd rather not go." Abas gently rubbed the tears that began to decay from the corner of his lover's eyes.

"I want to make a lot of memories with you before we part." Fatim turned to look at his lover's face.

Abas kissed his wife's forehead, then both his eyes, his nose, and his lips glimpsed." I will always remember all the curves of your face, and all our memories. Although my body is far away in the land but my heart will remain here, in your heart."

The night breeze gently caresses two people who are enjoying the beautiful night in the corner of Jakarta. Every farewell must have scratched the wound, but all will be healed when the encounter comes.

Thank you for reading. Don't forget to tap his thumb, thank goodness to give a gift to Fatim and Abas.

I pray that those who read, who like, who comment, and who love gifts will be bestowed with ease of sustenance, healthy favors, and blessings in the life of the world and the hereafter. Aamiins.

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