My Love is Blocked by the Holy Promise

Chapters. 1. The Farewell Tears

On a clear day, the sun begins to lean west with its dim light. A girl was sitting restlessly under the gazebo on a beach about thirty meters from the city center. Many times he glanced at his watch and took a deep breath.

He is Fira Anastasya who is usually called Fira who is waiting for Dewanta Saputra who is called Dewanta her lover who has been for the last six years become a moor of her heart.

Dewanta has been returning home for a week to fulfill the wishes of his parents. Dewanta is from a village that has been living since college until getting a job in this city.

This afternoon Fira got a message from Dewanta who invited to meet at the beach where they met six years ago.

"Fira you've been waiting for a long time, sorry well make you wait, the road was jammed," said Dewanta who greeted him from behind, making Fira surprised. But that makes him wonder the face of Dewanta who looks moody like carrying a heavy burden.

" What is the mas tumben ngajak meet here, usually we come here right on vacation, it's also me who maksa," said Fira just want to melt the atmosphere. But Dewanta's face remained stiff without a smile.

Ehemm...

Ehemm....

Dewanta mendehem just to neutralize the pounding in the chest that makes it more crowded.

"Fira actually I asked to meet here to talk about something important," Dewanta said in a hoarse voice.

"What the hell you want to say is so important. Father and mother are healthy," Fira replied with a troubled heart.

"Yes, father and mother are healthy, yesterday my father and mother asked me to go home because there is an important thing to say, father and mother have betrothed me to her best friend's daughter," replied Dewanta nervously.

"But you have rejected it, right, you did not accept the matchmaking is not right," said Fira with a reddened face and her lips sucked the coconut ice that had been ordered.

"I'm sorry, Fira, I can't resist the wishes of the two people who gave birth and raised me" Dewanta said, bowed.

As soon as Fira immediately stopped the activity of enjoying her ice, she was flabbergasted to hear Dewanta's answer.

"I mean, what about our relationship," Fira said with her lips twitching, crystal circles began to flow past her slippery cheeks like a mannequin doll.

"Once again forgive me Fira, for I cannot continue our relationship," the voice of the dewanta grew quieter, his heart was so sad, in fact he could not bear to say such hurtful words, if you can choose maybe he is better hit in a row until drenched in blood. Rather than having to say goodbye to the woman he loves so much.

"You have the heart, what does the word love that you always say, what six years of our togetherness mean, so easy are you to say goodbye, you really have no heart. Where are the words of love that you always say mas, you are really outrageous," said Fira continues to sob interspersed with screams addressed to Dewanta.

Fortunately the atmosphere of the beach that afternoon seemed quiet so that what happened between them was not the center of attention.

Dewanta clasped Fira's hand, loosen it all up, maybe his destiny should be like this. Our soul mate is the best for us, maybe I'm not the best for you and you're not the best for me. God knows better, maybe one day you will find a better mate than me" said Dewanta.

Fira kept sobbing. His heart was so broken, the hope of a happy life with loved ones is now only hope. True devantas shepherd much better than lamenting will only make the soul more fragile. To love is the highest peak of loving, sincere if our loved ones cannot have.

Fira raised her face, she released the grasp of Dewanta's hand, she slowly wiped away her tears, a smile back on her back from her lips.

If indeed parting is your decision, I will study sincerely, I do not want our togetherness will only make you disobey your parents. It is appropriate that you are devoted to them, I pray that you are happy with the woman of your parents choice. My prayers are always the best for you, pray for me too so that I can sincerely accept this destiny, may tomorrow be more beautiful than the present, Fira said with a forced smile.

Thank you for your understanding, thank you for accepting this destiny with a free heart, may all your prayers be heard and granted by the living scenario," said Dewanta, for the last time he clasped Fira's hand and kissed her, then they hugged. A last hug that leaves a feeling so painful even though it does not bleed. The cry of grief accompanies the separation of two people who love each other.

On a beach where they first met to bear fruit for the last six years. Now on the same beach they had to separate to further live their lives each carrying a wound so painful in their hearts.

Fira let go of his embrace, stepping footily away from her ex-lover, towards her luxury car. While Dewanta did the same thing, returning home to the apartment he rented riding his favorite Ninja motorcycle.

This morning Dewanta left for his office, last night he had made a letter of resignation and today, he plans to submit to the personnel.

These few days one by one all his affairs in this city were settled. He did not want his move to cause new problems for the people closest to him in this city.

This afternoon by driving a two-wheeled vehicle and carrying his personal equipment in a large backpack. Dewanta returned to the village leaving the city he had lived in seven years. Leaving behind all the good memories as well as a million wounds that do not know when to heal.

Towards dusk Dewanta entered the gate of Padang Sawit village which is the place where he grew up and was born. The cool air of this afternoon accompanies Dewanta's journey to his residence. While the twilight shade also adds to the beauty of the afternoon.

"Assalamu allaikum father, Dewanta came home well," Dewanta said his greetings while riding the terrace of the house where his father Sukarta was relaxing enjoying the twilight air accompanied by a cup of bitter coffee and some pieces of sweet boiled sweet potatoes his favorite. Dewanta grabbed her hand, kissed the back of her hand then hugged her.

"Wa allaikum greetings son, thank God you're going home, you're bringing a lot of stuff. Do you want to settle in this village to fulfill the wishes of the father," replied Sukarta.

"Yes father, Dewanta has severed ties with Fira and has chosen to be devoted to you by accepting this match.

"Thank you son, son, may what you do be a field of reward for you and may Fira accept your decision with a big heart and later he gets a good male soul mate able to give him happiness up to Janah.

"Sir, who are you talking to, who are you, a guest," with the crowd of Wajirah's mother appeared from behind the door, her hand holding a broomstick.

"Dewanta, you go home son, Wajirah's mother approached Dewanta son only wayangnya. Likewise, Dewanta immediately welcomed his mother's arrival and kissed the back of his hand while hugging her.

Dewanta then expressed his willingness to be betrothed to a woman named Fatimah Azzahra who is commonly called Zahra to his mother. The mother also expressed her gratitude for the decision of Dewanta. The plan is in about a few days they will be the residence of Mr. Sasmito to discuss the match between their sons and daughters