Love Stifled By Destiny's

Heartbreak when he stood together

Man can only live the destiny of meeting each other and separating, if it is such that God has arranged it. The hardships of yesterday's life have brought this self to an unexpected destiny with mother and Amel.

Papa Amel's legacy businesses that he can't run, are now my responsibility. Although actually at the beginning of time there was a rejection, but Amel tried to convince by giving confidence that I could manage all the legacy business, because Amel said no doubt for my intelligence even though there was no information.

Everything that happens today is a provision of the all-mighty destiny maker. This self can only surrender to all the lives outlined to me. Amel is the only woman who will never be erased in my heart. But the situation is all but impossible, now I have given up and made it clear that he is to have a marriage with others. Inwardly so sad, but son said what else, when all has become a message given by the almighty God.

"Finally you'll get married too, Amel. What a happy thing that happened to you right now, it felt like a stab in my heart. Although you are happy over my suffering, but this self will be happy if you can be with others," a troubled heart that has shed tears.

Now the house of Amel has been filled with Iwan's family and all the relatives of Amel from out of town, along with our friends in the past at school, which is to witness a sacred event once in a lifetime. The memory of our love is still fresh in mind. For some reason, this wedding event from just now made my chest continue to throb pain.

"Well, why does my heart hurt so much? Will this self feel crazy when the love that was there, will now appear lost in front of my own eyes?" the heart murmur was busy holding onto the chest that was shaking painfully.

In the moments when Amel was herded by her mother to enter the bridal dressing room, her gaze implied a wish, which seemed to be asking me for help. His face looked very sad, there was not the slightest smile engraved on his face.

"Does Amel still hope in my love? Aah, where is it possible? But his gaze seemed once there was a request for hope," My heart continued to speak.

But the rice has become porridge, all the events between us can not be rotated anymore, all must be left to face it with patience.

Ijab qobul wedding event has been held. The shade of a red and white rose, amazing in every eye, adds to the impression of how magnificent and special for the event of a pair of human children who will be bound in the bonds of sacred promises that are halal.

Iwan is now so handsome by wearing a white shirt wrapped in a black suit, with his black hair combed in a clinical manner, adding to how dashing he is to be a groom-to-be.

The family and guests so smiling happy, but once another with Amel as the bride. His face while just now continues to appear there is a tinge of melancholy, seen once when I went into the dressing room when giving a wedding dress that will be worn later.

"This is the shirt! I put it here!" I said while glancing at Amel and it turned out that he also turned to look at me.

"Mom, why are you crying? It will wear off her makeup!" said the child to Amel.

I could only be stunned staring, I could not bear to see the happy day shed tears.

"Oh my God, what am I supposed to do? Had I wrongly plunged Amel out of the misery of love. She looks so sad on this happy day. Aah, has this self been wrong to hand it over to someone else? I'm sorry Amel, I don't want to make you suffer with me anymore, just yesterday - yesterday alone we faced the problems that befell us, and now you deserve to be happy even with others," I said in my heart, behind the bridal makeup door, with tears that began to plunge from the corner of the eye patch.

I could only take a deep breath, trying to be mediocre in my actions. Maybe it's all funny, when the person I love has been kurestui with someone else. Then what can I do? The reality of fate that turned out to be not on my side.

And I don't know, how many moments of our love have been neglected, while still together at that time.

Almost an hour more we waited for the ijab qobul event. Everyone started whispering, impatiently waiting for the event to take place. But Amel did not come out of his dressing room.

"Iwan, let's see Amel for a moment" said his mother.

"Let's see, Iwan. Long time right Amel dandannya," mother chimed in to invite Iwan.

"Yes, mom. Come on!" Iwan answered.

Finally Iwan and mother, immediately met Amel who was berias on the 2nd floor. I don't know why I feel bad, when mom and Iwan don't show up to bring Amel down.

I still have my face covered, I feel ashamed of people who do not know my situation.

I feel so happy to meet an old friend in high school. They look so successful all, not like me who is smart but can not match them, due to a tragedy that makes themselves remain poor until now.

"Ha .. ha .. ha," my laughter chatted with friends, telling them funny things at school that were together.

"How are you doing now, Alex?" ask friend.

"Wahh, Alex we salute you. You used to be the hottest couple in school, but now your love has ended with your own friend. Aren't you hurt?" ask another friend.

"Alhamdulillah no. Perhaps all is the destiny that God has outlined for me" I said.

Our conversation continues with excitement, as we reminisce about the good times of teenage years at school.

"Hey, see ... see? Isn't that the bride? What the hell is he doing?" say one of the guests.

Praank, the drink glass had slipped out of my hand, when I saw Amel standing on the second floor barrier. I can see that Amel's hand is already shaking enough to hold the wall. I who saw the incident immediately ran up the stairs, where he was already standing to jump.

"Stop Amel .. stop? What are you doing?" I shouted furiously with the tone of the mite voice, as a result of still covering the mask.

I, who was worried and could not bear to see that he would be doomed, was now trying to move closer to his position.

"No ... no Alex .. no, you don't come any closer here! Or I'll jump right out of here" he said.

"You don't go crazy, here Amel .. Here, take my hand, Ok!" my door was in fear.

"No Alex .. no, I'm sorry," his voice trembled in tears.

The worry is no longer reflected in me, seeing Amel will be totally reckless suicide. Little by little began to advance closer, to immediately persuade him to want to go down.

"Come on Amel, you must come down" I asked.

"can't. I'm sorry, Alex. My love for you cannot be replaced by anyone else. It's only your love, I really don't want anyone else to take your place" she broke out crying as she hiccupped.

"Yes, I know that. Now you go down first, okay!" I said who was still trying to persuade him.

"I'm not going down. You always lie that you don't love me anymore, which in fact has my name in your heart. You can truly give up this heart for someone else. Now I'll prove that this love is only for you, because with me dead you'll definitely believe that you love yourself so much!" the power of Amel's words.

"I know Amel!" I snapped a shrill voice, because Amel would not listen to the words.

"Why don't you understand. Have you been blind to see my face, which is inappropriate for you, huh?" I shouted with teeth.

I do not care anymore for the guests who whisper, which is when the hands have removed the mask, so that it shows a face that is already terrible like a ghost monster.

"I don't care about your monster-like face, what I want now is your heart. The taste that stopped yesterday turned out to have been forgotten, why .. why Alex? Is the door of your heart closed to me? This self so faithfully awaits your love, even when you were buried yesterday, your name is always engraved in my heart. Doesn't this mean me to you anymore? So you don't want our love anymore?" Sendu cried in expressing the taste.

"Yes I understand, now come down!" talk me over and over again, with my legs just getting closer to where he's going to jump.

"Betul Amel, come down now. We can talk about this all very well" persuaded Amel's mother and future-in-law, who already saw a stroke of anxiety.

"I'm sorry I buk, auntie. I cannot fulfill your desire to marry Iwan, because my heart is not for him but for others" said Amel who still wanted to kill himself.

Amel continued to rumble, with the cries of tears unstoppable again continued to melt soaking the cheeks abru half make-up.

"I'm sorry, Alex. Sorry .. forgive me," he said who had been eager to jump.

"Tiiiiiidaaaak," cried everyone compactly, as Amel had completely jumped.