
Being Nadila's lover was the most beautiful thing in her life. The young man's face smiled, hesitantly holding Nadila's hand.
The two people who were smiling knots laughed lightly. Is love always beautiful? Did the fight never happen? Of course it ever was.
When the woman got out of the car a little bowed. Walking towards her lover who was waiting in front of the gate, thrusting a box of UHT milk, pictured with animated figures.
Not talking at the moment, enjoying their happiness. Kala exchanged love letters, remembering the young man who did not have a phonecell.
As usual, Dahlan escorted her lover after school, albeit on foot. The world is too beautiful to be spent on revenge. Giving up everything, now he is happy, his heart warms.
The young man's hand was drawn, riding an angkot.
"Where are we going?" ask Dahlan.
"To my mother's place. I want to apologize and introduce you to her." Answer from Nadila. While Dahlan just nodded holding his fingers.
Why does he love this cold woman? I don't know, maybe it all started with his friends' stories about Nadila's life. He slowly finds out that he is not alone in this world. There are also people who are just as lonely as it seems.
Until the angkot stopped, two people who had arrived at the tomb. Not carrying anything, just carrying yourself.
Nah!
A sprig of origin flowers was picked by Dahlan on the road to the tomb."I don't have any money, so I can only bring this gift to your mother."
"I'm the one who's gonna buy---" Nadila's words are interrupted.
"The first impression on the mother-in-law must be good, so it must be my gift!" dahlan, ahead of Nadila.
"Where do you know my mother's grave?" nadila asked following in her footsteps. For a moment Dahlan halted his steps, the young man chuckled.
"No idea," the answer from him, can only make Nadila pat jidat.
*
Finally the tombstone was seen, slightly cleaned by the lover. Then put the flowers on it."Aunt I don't know you. But, thank you for giving birth and raising Nadila."
"Mother, I'm sorry I couldn't kill him. Because I want to spend the rest of my time with the young man I love. You're not angry, are you?" ask Nadila.
Dahlan chuckled."Auntie gave my message to God. I want to be with aunt's son."
"Do you believe God exists?" ask Nadila.
Dahlan nodded."He exists even though he is invisible. All good deeds will bring good results as well. As I was currently already raising money for-" The young man's words stopped feeling mispronounced.
"For?" Nadila clenched her forehead.
"Mom..it's nothing!" Dahlan averted her gaze nervously, not wanting the two piggy banks to be strangely laughed at.
"Actually my father wanted me to continue studying abroad. However, I'm his only son, I have to continue the company. But I refused it," Nadila smiled wanting a compliment.
But can it? The future is bright if you study abroad. To love? She wants the best, happiness for her boyfriend.
"We'd better end this relationship." Said Dahlan smiling, more precisely pretending to smile.
"Why!? You don't like me? Bored of me?" nadila asked her boyfriend.
The young man in the yellowing white uniform shook his head."I just want your future---"
"Br*ch!" nadila was carried away with emotion.
"I didn't mean to," Dahlan chased after him, puzzled over how to explain it. The term broke up reluctantly, but did not want their relationship to hinder Nadila's future.
"What!?" nadila snapped when her hand was pulled, her body was carried in the arms of the young man.
"If you study abroad your future might be better. I will also try here, in order to catch up with your steps. I'm confused how. Don't want this to end but--" Dahlan's words come to a halt.
The woman suddenly let go of the young man's embrace, looked him in the eyes, slowly tiptoe to kiss his lips.
The young man rounded his eyes, holding the nape of his lover. It's totally crazy, two teenagers still in uniform. Maybe another month is the final test. What they initially thought was disgusting, now they do it again. It's not disgusting, their hearts are beating in a comfortable way. Really comfortable.
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A feeling that gets warmer as the angkot goes by. Stop in the market area to raise passengers. Taking Nadila home is Dahlan's goal now.
"We're on foot" suggested Nadila.
Bugs!
The girl quickly got on the back of her lover. Just laughing, enjoying the happiness that I don't know when it ends.
As the sky grew darker, heavy rain began to fall. The two teenagers take shelter in the store's headquarter, close to where Dahlan lives.
It's really cold."I told you to wait for the angkot!" the young man's mouth was grumbling. But still give her dry sports clothes, in the bag to her lover. He did not care about his shivering body.
Plaque!
Nadila hit her lover's shoulder."Shitty!" snarl.
"We're going to my house first, rather than you being sick." Dahlan rubbed his own shoulders, then pulled the hand of his lover. Happiness is simple, right? Even in the rain there is happiness. Like a child playing in rain.
Until the sound of lightning boomed, making the two scream in fear entering the house like a shack quickly.
"Snake!" Nadila laughed at her boyfriend.
"Indeed," Dahlan chuckled.
The relationship of a pair of teenagers unknown to Jovi, Nadila's father. Something that would add width to his daughter's heartache.
Two teenagers laughing and joking. Drinking warm tea, until the girl's eyes took a peek. Staring at Dahlan who was drying her own hair. Not too handsome, but somehow so handsome in his eyes.
The girl who was afraid of losing him. His eyes turned back to see two boxes of canned biscuits. The other one reads 'Being a Prince' and says 'Married a Princess.'
Quickly Nadila got up to pick up both cans."This what?" tanyakanya.
Dahlan was really embarrassed at the moment. Trying to grab both cans of biscuits. But Nadila who retreated backwards hit the bed, helped pull Dahlan fell on his body.
"A.I.I..." The woman said nervously, her lover just smiled.
"Being a prince, because I don't deserve you yet. So I saved up for college and found a decent job. Marrying the princess, I wanted-" Dahlan's words came to a halt, Nadila grabbed her nape kissed her lover's lips.
Awkwardly? Nothing so comfortable. Two teenagers who don't understand anything. Cold, really cold, when that terrifying lightning sound was heard from outside.
The kiss deepened. Without permission or anything, the girl tightened her arms. At first the cold lips just explore the face, until it reaches the neck.
Strange body response, the girl loosened her head, closed her eyes."Dahlan.." said lirih.
Their eyes stared at each other for a moment, then kissed each other again.
Two people who want to stop this, but feel comfortable for them. The more parts of the body that touch each other the more comfortable. Let go of each other's clothes. Strands by strands that are bent until they are not left.
A sense of pleasure that spread, when there is no thread that limits their bodies. Just hugging and kissing amid the sound of heavy rain clashing with the zinc roof. A pair of eyes that stared at each other for a moment with an irregular roar of breath.
"Company me until I die" Nadila asked her lover.
The young man nodded, their bodies re-embracefully moving. What are they looking for? I don't know, until every inch of Nadila's body explored the lips of the young man.
"Agh.." the squeak wanted the kiss more and more. Slowly grabbing the young man's hair.
When's? I don't know it's just a little scream when the body is fused together.
"Ma ..sorry," said Dahlan.
The girl shook her head, pulled the young man's nape, continuing their kiss. The old bed was creaking, two lonely teenagers.
Nadila's tears flowed that night."I want to have you forever. Don't ever leave me."
The young man nodded."It's my fault I'm taking it now. A. me,"
The woman shook her head."Promise me we'll be together forever."
"I will take care of you forever" promised Dahlan.
His eyes looked down at the two cans of biscuits lying on the floor, coins and banknotes scattered. The savings are probably just enough to buy a pair of cheap mixed gold rings.
Soon after the final exam, he will propose to Nadila. Be married? the seed he planted in the womb of his beloved. Will it grow?
No one knows the future."Sorry and thank you" Dahlan said in tears. In the end, he will no longer live alone.
While Nadila tightened her embrace, smiling without burden. Does God exist? God gave this young man to him. The young man who loved him sincerely, gave him water and food when he was hungry. Making himself forget his revenge.