LOVE WITHOUT SPACE

NEVER BEEN ON A PLANE

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 It was still very early morning when Mukti arrived at the airport. As planned this morning he will return to the island of gods to retrieve a copy of the file. Even though he was in Jakarta related to the trial of his former wife sir who gnawed at his papa company money.

A new number called him. "With Mukti?" a woman's voice shook with fear on the other end of the phone greeting Mukti this morning.

"Yes, I'm on my own. What's up?" Ask Mukti.

"Sir, I've arrived at the airport. Is it true that you will take me home to Denpasar?" Ask the woman's voice in disbelief.

"I just arrived at the departure terminal. I'll go downstairs soon." Mukti didn't bring clothes or anything he just brought a slingbag.

"I've seen you for a minute." Without hanging up, Mukti spoke to the driver who drove him to the airport.

"Thank you, sir. Tell Ariel I've safely arrived at the airport" Mukti told the driver who drove him. Komang can still hear clearly all those conversations.

"Hey be careful, Mukti." Answer the driver.

Mukti waves at Komang Ayu. He then turned off his conversation.

"I can't believe that this man really wants to help." Whisper Komang to his best friend.

"Hopefully you can work in Bali as he said. No need to go back to Jakarta. Because people who need money from your struggle no longer exist."

"You stay working for yourself. If you want to go to Jakarta, love your home in Bali and also not feel good to the people who have helped you return to Bali by buying a plane ticket also pay all your debts."

"But it's up to you later how." Komang Ayu's friend gave his opinion. However, he can only give opinions. Cannot require or prohibit komang.

While Komang Ayu still could not believe there was an unknown person who helped him in such a way. While he will no longer be able to owe because his salary is up for the cost of his mother's treatment.

"The boarding house is my arrears, I will pay next month if I have payday Sri," said Komang. Sri was his best friend's name since he came to Jakarta two years ago.

"You don't have to think like that, someone bought a ticket with nothing more than me, someone paid off all your debts to management. I'm just a little boarding money. Let's not count it so that it can be a reward field that I just plant." Sri Clearly.

"If I thought good luck losing friends with you, of course I wouldn't have brought you here. I'll leave you alone." Sri said seriously.

"Yes thank you Sri, you are my best friend," Komang Ayu then hugged his friend and roommate.

"Where's your identity card? We're in. We've gotta start checking in." Pinta Mukti on Komang Ayu.

"And what's your name?" ask Mukti to Komang's friend.

"I'm Sri Pak."

"OK note my name is on the business card if he happens why-why can you report the police take me abduct him or sell him. On my business card there are three galleries owned by me in Bali. Just find me there."

"My friends also often hang out at the cafe where you work. Ask them where I am if I'm doing anything bad there's a friend here."

"I know you helped sincerely. Only God can pay for the good of his Father and his friends." Sri Saying.

"Yes we have to go in" said Mukti. Then Mukti immediately chek in using his KTP and Komang's. Mukti sees Komang Ayu's shabby bag.

Komang hugged Sri tightly. He was very heavy parting with people as good as Sri.

“Wish me yes?” pinta Komang's.

“We will always pray for each other. The stoic yes,” whispered Sri.

"That's the bag you want to put in the trunk or in the cabin of the plane?" ask Mukti.

"I don't understand where to put sir. I have never been on a plane. I used to be taken on a bus," Komang Ayu honestly told him she did not know where to put her bag of clothes.

"So you've never been on a plane?"

"Really Sir. I've never been on a plane."

"OK then put it in the cabin just so don't have to wait when we go down later." Mukti decides not to put Komang in the trunk.

"Where do you live?"

"I'm in Badung Pak." replied the innocent girl.

"Okay, let's go in first. We'll talk again." Mukti invites Komang immediately to board the plane because they come indeed with a fixed time to leave. No need to wait long.

"Let's bismillah we ride." Take Mukti to Komang.

"I'm sorry, what religion are you? Koq I invite you to say Basmalah," asked Mukti.

"My mother is muslim. My father is Hindu."

"I don't ask about your history." Answer Mukti while climbing the flight stairs.

"At first came with my father's family, so in the report to my diploma data Hindu. But eventually mom took me and she took me to Badung because at my dad's house, I was just made a maid by my dad's wife."

"When I got close to my mother, I finally learned Islam. In my correspondence according to the school I used to be Hindu. In the ID card it is written Islam," explained Komang.

"Whatever religion you profess, both Hindus want Islam to live well. If you are Hindu, you live with your heart. If Islam is a devout Islam. Not half a."

"There is no religion that teaches its followers to be bad" Mukti said as if he were a religious expert.

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