Love Stifled By Destiny's

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Good friends are always needed when the heart is gaping. Unspeakable happiness can treat the distress that is felt today. Iwan is so good there is always time to gulp me on the sidelines of his busy time studying and working in his new business.

The feeling of unease often enveloped because so often he visited, which went back and forth in my place of residence, Semarang while he now lives in Jakarta. He often helps a lot. If no rice was eaten or any other items we needed, he could easily buy it.

"Iwan, are you tired of visiting here often? You always go back and forth between Jakarta-Semarang. I don't want your parents to be angry with me, because you're wasting money to meet me" said the unkind who was sitting with Iwan on the porch of my boarding house.

"Okayly enough. I don't know Iwan. The children of the rich up to seven generations will not run out. Meeting you is not difficult. I just want to make sure of your situation, because I can't feel this self if you see you in more distress that makes you suffer," he explained casually.

"I understand, Iwan. But even though I live my daily life in distress, our lives will definitely be fine as long as nothing burdens and bothers us constantly. Our lives need nothing to worry about. I thank you for your kindness, so I beg you not to be too kind to me, because you don't want to be the one to be your burden" I said.

"Yes I know, Amel. But even if you tell me a thousand times not to help you, because we've been best friends since childhood, I don't want to lose you again like yesterday - a day that has no news at all," kekuh said he still wanted to help.

"Tap-a,"

"Aah, stop. Let's forget about my good. Now there's something for you. Later tonight put this on and I'll pick you up at eight in the evening" he said, handing me a paper bag.

I was so flabbergasted to open the paper bag, because I couldn't believe the item Iwan gave me, which was a light pink dress. My eyes glanced at Iwan, trying to find the answer to what he was giving now.

"What does this mean, Iwan?" This person himself asked.

"Just wear that shirt tonight, because there's a suprise for you, okay!" he answered casually by ruffling my hair.

"But, Iwan. I need an explanation before I leave" she asked.

"Later on, ok! You'll know when you get there. Then I'll go home first and don't forget that night," he said, saying goodbye to going home.

"Heeh, fine then."

*******

Evening did not feel it was time to clear the day. And now I'm getting ready to do what Iwan asked. It didn't take long for me to get dressed. I am now busy staring in front of the mirror, to try to see if I am still beautiful what I was not when I was rich. It has been a long time not to wear a dress given like Iwan now, it feels so embarrassed and strange. Because I made an agreement with Iwan, I would not want the gown I still wear. My body tried to go back and forth tilted to the left and right, which turned out to be reflected reflections that appeared to be more charming. With a knee-length dress that fits the body, making the shape of the curves of my body more look more elegant. Unaware of this self when seeing beauty, to the extent that there is someone who is watching me is full of sweet smiles.

"Mother?" My surprise.

"How long was the dressing? Mother's son is always beautiful. Plus wear a dress like this. Must still grow super duper beautiful," he praised.

"He ... he, is that it?" I just can't believe it.

"Yes, Amel my dear son."

"Thank you for the compliment, ma'am. Then Amel will leave now" I said to him, kissing his back hand.

"Yes, be careful."

With respect and reverence I kissed my mother's back hand to me.

In order to look perfect now the feet wear higheeels that match with clothes. Now busy hands are also trying to sling a small bag on the left, which is a small black bag that looks to make me quite more charming. When it was at the end of the door to get out, Irfan's car was slowly entering the yard area of my boarding house.

"Well .. wow, you're so beautiful" he said as he got out of the car and now I'm approaching him.

"Thank you for the compliment!" I said when he opened the car door.

"Emm."

With a stunned face Iwan crowded me as if amazed at the beauty of this self. Now he's letting her in his car, when his eyes can't keep looking at me.

Bhugh, the car door is closed finely.

"Why stare so constantly?" I asked to speak in the car when Iwan repeatedly stole a glance.

"Beyond? The feeling from the past I have remained the same as this. Maybe we haven't seen each other in a long time, so you don't feel like you know me like you used to at school" I replied casually.

"Maybe that's the answer" said Iwan.

It was only half an hour on the way to a restaurant. Now turned I was made stunned by the luxury of the restaurant. When the foot began to step in, I unexpectedly came to be greeted by music. The nuance is so romantic, colorful roses are so beautiful to fill the entire restaurant, so it does not escape also balloons that are in the form of love and round come along to accompany how beautiful the restaurant is now.

"Kok, is Iwan lonely?" manya curious.

"Cubbing intentionally! This place is special only for the two of us," Iwan replied casually.

"What event is it? How is the atmosphere so romantic?" I kept asking because I was surprised.

"Later to know."

Iwan did not answer my question who wanted to sit, but he even deftly shifted the chair and allowed to immediately sit by me. Now Iwan surrounded the dining table to immediately sit opposite me.

Pok .. pok, Iwan's applause.

Instantly the waiters of the restaurant came out of the room, with their hands carrying so many luxurious meals. Of the many foods available at the table, there are shrimp, spaghetti and others only steak is my choice, because long for the taste that has not eaten it for a long time. When both parents were alive, they always invited me to eat steak.

Iwan continued to look at my face, with a smiley face.

"What the hell is going on, Iwan? Is there something wrong with my face? I noticed that you just kept looking at my face in a smiley way?" I was curious while drinking water.

Iwan did not immediately answer my question directly, but strangely he now walked over to me with his hands busy picking something out of his pants pocket. How shocked this is when Iwan is now kneeling before me.

"What are you doing now, Iwan?" I'm not feeling good.

"I'm sorry, Amel. The purpose and I mean to bring you here is this. Will you marry me?" he pleaded while giving a red box that had not been opened.

My eyes widened to listen to Iwan's words and had not been able to subside this self-surprise, Iwan added it again by thrusting a ring there is a red jewel in the middle.

Now I can't relax like the beginning just came. I don't know why the heart beats so fast. Maybe this is only natural because for the first time I have been asked by someone who I do not love.

I tried to calm myself down and normalize the heartbeat. Before giving an answer to Iwan, I really did not like and hesitated if I wanted to say a rejection. But how else when the heart still can not be steady. Although the man who proposed to me now has advantages that can make me fascinated, but my heart has not been arranged to love him. I am in a difficult situation to say no. It feels bad because he is my friend, it does not want to make him hurt, let alone disappointed. But if I say I agree, I don't want to get caught up in lying about my feelings for Alex.

"Where's Amel? Will you marry me?" ask him again because I was daydreaming for a long time did not give an answer.

"I'm sorry, Iwan. I can't accept any of this" she said.

"Why? What do you mean, huh?" shouted he who had risen from the row before me earlier.

"I'm sorry .. I'm sorry," I said.

"Why ... why, huh? Is Alex still in your heart?" his tanned voice.

There was not a word coming out of my mouth, it felt really bad to give an explanation.

"Why silence? Means my guess is right, that you still love, Alex. Aye, right?" guess angry.

"Are you not conscious yet, Amel? That Alex is dead and will never be able to love you again." Iwan's voice was angry.

Plak, my hand slapped Iwan suddenly, as a result of his words that had offended and hurt my feelings. Iwan looked in pain, maybe I was too strong to slap him. Highlight our eyes were already both glaring staring intently.

As a result of not wanting more debate or quarrel, without many more words I immediately waltzed away leaving Iwan who was being ignited emotions as well.

Prang .. prank ... preng, the sounds of broken glasses and plates that Iwan may have slammed, because I may be disappointed at my answer that rejected his proposal.