Love Stifled By Destiny's

Forgave him

When I had rejected Iwan's proposal, now he tried to start making up with me again. After being far apart, which makes there is a distance between each other. Iwan said don't take the proposal seriously yesterday, just think of jokes as entertainment, but for me really it's all not true, everything I've considered as seriousness over the real Iwan.

Tok .. tok, the door of the boarding house has been knocked.

"Assalammualaikum," Greetings the voice of a man.

"Halaikumsalam" I answered from inside the house.

"The man? You?" I said surprised when Iwan was standing in front of the open door.

"Can I come in?" tanyakanya.

"Oh, please come in. Please sit down" I said kindly.

"Thank you" said Iwan.

"I'm sorry for my presumption to come here, Amel. I'm really sorry that there's something important that I want to talk to you about," said Iwan lethargic.

"Say, not pa-pa, really!" reply relax.

"I'm sorry for what you did yesterday, Amel. I don't want you to stay away, let alone not talk to me at all. It really did torture my banthin. My only desire is our friendship to stay awake, no feeling of mutual love like this" said Iwan regret.

"I should be the one who should apologize to you, who has not understood your sincere love for this self. I'm sorry, Iwan!" I said that now there is guilt.

"It's okay, Amel. I understand very well now, that in your heart is always still engraved Alex's name and it will not be easy to forget it so that it can be replaced by others," Iwan said.

"Yes, no pa-pa. I've forgotten what happened yesterday, after all" I'm obviously not angry anymore.

"So, we're still friends, right?" tanyanya.

"Of course."

"Thank you, Amel."

*******

Over time our closeness increasingly familiar and it makes me feel very comfortable to be on the side of Iwan now. Sincerity for his kindness, made my heart open little by little to receive it, so that the sadness about Alexpun now began to be forgotten by itself.

"The ivan?" call me full of hope.

"Yes, Amel? What was? You're okay, aren't you?" He answered while chewing the food, as we were having lunch in the restaurant.

"How was your offer yesterday?" ask shy.

"What do you mean, what offer?" Iwan asked with a sense of his hull.

"The offer was yesterday, he meant!" I answered quickly because I was ashamed.

"Ooh, that. What's up with that?" tanyanya polo's.

"Well, Iwan you're this. Are you really not sensitive and did not connect from earlier on my speech?" I get angry with the way I turn my lips.

"I really don't understand. What happened to yesterday's proposal? You turned him down yesterday there's no way I'm forcing him again. I am not a person who is cruel to his own friends," he said he had finished eating with a sip of drinking water slowly.

"Emmm, is the proposal still valid?" I am ashamed of my doubts.

"Uhuk ... uhuk," The shock was already choking.

"Heem. What did you mean?" Iwan asked with a face mimic was thinking hard when I asked.

"What's? Really it?" yelled Iwan said excitedly, to make other customers in this restaurant look strangely at us.

"Hust .. huuus, lower your voice. Now sit down .. sit down," tell me because it is so shameful, when everyone is looking at us.

"Upss .. uupsss, sorry." Iwan's mouth was immediately smothered with his own hands.

"Is that what you just said, that? I'm not dreaming, am I?" Ask him again who still does not believe.

"Yes, Ivan. I'm very serious and you're not dreaming right now" I assured him.

"Thank God, finally!" replied Iwan smiling widely.

Iwan stood up from his seat and immediately walked to hug me tightly. Shame when people pay attention to us again, but for Iwan now he is not ashamed, because happiness is on him, due to his consent to be his future wife.

*******

After the incident at the cafe, Iwan is now with his parents visiting my boarding house to meet my mother, with the intention of asking for permission to apply for me.

"We and our family came here there is a purpose that we want to convey, which is to propose, Amel? How, mom?" said Iwan's father.

"It all depends on his own son, whether Amel will accept for the purpose of Iwan's proposal. I as a mother can only give prayers and blessings" she said with a firm grasp of my hand.

"How, Amel?" mother asked.

His gaze was so hopeful full of seriousness, which was waiting for the answer I would give.

"I'm ready, ma'am. To be Iwan's wife," I replied softly with a shy blush.

"Alhamdulillah" compact everyone said with a smile, a sense of excitement.

After the arrival of Iwan's parents to my house who had asked for permission, we were finally brought back to Jakarta, where the place where I was born first. Iwan's family invited us to come to Jakarta, of course, all costs were borne by the Iwan family. The purpose was told to come to Jakarta, he said just because he wanted to inaugurate our engagement event with a little party. So now Iwan has invited relatives, he said anyway let there be a witness that our love has been officially in the engagement.

There are no words that can be said, when Iwan has pinned a beautiful ring in my sweet day. Only tears are shed accompanying this sense of happiness. The boisterous claps of the invitations and the excited relatives of Iwan, made me shed more tears. Joy in the heart can not be described anymore, I do not know with the sense of tears that continue to flow? Whether a tear of happiness or disappointment that has released Alex's love, who was already locked in this heart or happy will marry.

After the engagement, I don't know why my heart was so upset. I was now daydreaming, with my fingers busy twisting the necklace Alex gave me on my seventeenth birthday. Unexpectedly the tears had already shed once the swift fall soaked the cheeks.

"Am I ready to let you go, Alex? Will I be happy with others? Will you support our relationship? I'm sorry Alex, my love for you is too deep in the heart. Although my body is with others, but my love for you can never be forgotten," this heart speaks for itself in wonder.

Happy together with new people.

Be the most beautiful part for me right now.

That is to live the dark days, in memory of a long-gone lover.

"Ahh, have I been a fool for trying to find the identity of love just to explore a sense of joy, above the cruelty of newly intertwined love from others? Everything has been done and happened now, so I want to say what? I'll never be able to go back, 'cause it's all been recorded in everyone's memory and I don't want to embarrass my family and Iwan," My regret that is now starting to hurt like it has been stained.

The soul mate has been outlined by a destiny governed by God.

However we will reject it, it will not change everything about destiny.

Maybe this is my soul mate's destiny with Iwan.

For some reason it was as if this heart was so sick, willing to rebel but could not.

"If you were still here with me, there would probably be no one else who could interpret your love for me. O God, am I wrong, if you rebel over the soul mate you have given me now? O God, strengthen me to live all this. Erase all my memories of Alex and erase my love for her. Truly this self has been so sickly sliced like a wound doused with salt water, indeed this taste has been so grievous that it has no longer held back. Have I sinned expecting my loved ones to be gone, to knit our romance again. Oh God, I miss him so much, want to joke with him, want to talk about sharing his story, and want to be embraced. Aaah, am I wrong to think about it again, I'm sorry Alex," a heart murmur that fussed over longing for a lover.

"Give rightly the most beautiful to him, O God, Robb, give him your paradise, my prayers are always with you, Alex. Thank you for ever stopping in my heart, greetings my everlasting love in my heart." Prayers in my heart for my dead Alex, accompanied by sobbing sobs.