One Heart 2 LOVE

New Sadness and Happiness

Arnold: If the subtle way is useless. Sometimes it has to be forced.

"Mom don't know how much love you have. But I'm sure no sentence can reveal it. Arnold, there's a love that can't be had. It could be because of love one hand, it could be because of the third person."

Arnold turned his back, facing his mother, "But the third one is not Arnold!" rough snaps.

"Third man can be removed. If you think so, then fight for your love for Sekar."

Arnold thought. Her mother's words just now were like a hand fan slapping her so hard that she realized she had to fight. Fight for Sekar.

"Sekar is a woman who does not forget who helped her when she was in trouble. Despite having been married to Arka for 5 years, I am sure there is still room in Sekar's heart to love you. Arise Arnold, do'a I'm with you," (Well if you've been accompanied by do'a Ibu. Can be free:v).

The old woman stroked Arnold's back. He encouraged all souls so that Arnold would rise and achieve his happiness.

"Trust me, Son. Happy with you and happy with you. I'm sure of it," Arnold's emotions gather. High over the Sahara hill. Not an emotion of anger. But the emotion of a burning spirit to reach for love.

From inside the room, Pasha came flanking a pencil between her middle finger and ring finger.

"Sanguangt. Pasha was always up front supporting Brother Arnold. Lagian Pasha do not like that Sekar brother with Arka. Kan used to be Kak Arnold who nolongin Kak Sekar from the road," he said giving his spirit with the style of an Ultramen tub.

Arnold had a lip. The words of Pasha and her mother managed to open the eyes of Arnold's heart. The smallest and deepest heart that had been damaged because His Sekar was taken Arka.

But now his spirit has risen again, "True. Enough of the fooling around. It was time I got up and took Sekar," he got up. Clenched his hands with sparkling eyes and a bright face. Happy his spirit has returned.

"Don't forget to say the same Brother Arka thanks for taking care of Kak Sekar for 5 years, haha," kekeh Pasha while returning to the room.

"Yes," said Arnold. His determination, intention, spirit had now returned. He was well aware that Sekar did not fully love Arka despite having been married for 5 years. It will come back. He will come and take Sekar. If you need to fight hands, you will. If he needs blood, he will. For the sake of getting Sekar.

Sekar is his world. The gold. The one that's been stolen is a bitch who claims to be the girl's husband. Now the game is over. The original owner must come and retrieve the item regardless of the fate of the thief.

****

"If you change your mind you know, yes" said Arka while occasionally looking at Sekar.

"Udah almost 15 times you say that," Sekar replied without looking at Arka at all.

"Mba same Mas adek brother yah? How similar?" Ask the taxi driver while looking at the two of them from the front rearview mirror.

He chuckled, "No, sir. Hehe," he thinks it's funny if he's said to be similar to Arka.

The other with Arka. He was just stunned. Surprised why it could be someone he did not know, the person who had first seen him and Sekar said he and Sekar were similar.

He then looked at Sekar and said, "Is she not my sister?"

Not long after that he shook his head loudly, "No. She's my wife," her inner self.

"Ohh. His abyss resembled hehe. Where's the MBA going? Bring all the suitcases?" ask the driver.

"You go to pan-"

"It's none of your business!" Answer Arka ketus.

I looked towards Arka. He pinched Arka's arm so that the owner of the palm grimaced in pain, "Such turnstiles anyway," Arka said as she rubbed her hands.

***

Tami was out of the room. No longer crying. Her eyes were so sebam, her nose was red.

"May?" Arman who had been sitting in front of Tami's room immediately got up when he saw Tami coming out of the room.

"So gini Mah why we secret this from Mamah. Soaln-" Arman's speech came to a halt because Tami cut him off.

"Where is Jaguar?" Tami asked tightly without looking at Arman in the slightest. His view slabs forward.

Arman was surprised, "Why Mah?" Ask a little scared. Afraid the rabbit will be made into lunch.

"Mau Mamah gulai," Tami replied briefly.

Arman immediately sat down. He begged at Tami's feet, "Well sorry Papah. Don't bully the Jaguar Mah. He's dating the next-door-neighbor" Arman pinta as he continues to hold Tami's leg.

"Whose next door? Widow right?!" Jerky Tami.

Arman shook his head, "Not Mah. The owner is a man" explained Arman.

Tami smiled. He lifted Arman's body and made him stand up again.

"Sorry Mama too" said Tami.

"Mama was wrong kar-"

Arman doesn't want to hear anything from Tami. She hugged Tami very tightly. Then rub her hair smooth.

"No. Papah's the one who's sorry."

Both smiling. You are asleep in an apology. Reciprocating each other flowed the affection that had been cracked because of a lie.

However, lies are not able to separate the power of love so great. Although it hurt at first. But the two again believe that there is a good reason behind something that cannot be said in reality.

"Sorry Papah. Sorry." Arman was asleep in his wife's arms. He was really happy His Tami had returned.

But that's Tami. He could only be angry for a moment at Arman. Like Sekar first, Tami's heart like an angel's heart that is applied in the human body.

Arman is his breath. Where maybe Tami was able to not breathe for long.

"Your sorry."

Remember that Arman never said he was the lucky one to have Tami? Thas right. Tami does not love Arman based on possessions or likeness. He loved the middle-aged man as he was. Until the second household remains durable even though storms, earthquakes and waves have struck. But the fortress of love remains strong. Everything is based on trust and trust in each other.

***

Arnold: Now you know why salt tastes salty?

Sekar: No, why?

Arnold: Because if it's sweet it's you.

Arnold shook his head loudly, "No no. That's too old-fashioned. I definitely don't like it."

"Ekhem. Now you know you do not equal rice.argh where Sekar might want to be equal to rice!"

Arnold hit his head. Then hit the steering wheel.

"I can't beat a woman."

He is currently in the car. He went to the house of Arka to meet Sekar. Arnold thought Arka was at work today.

Her clothes are very neat. Wearing plain white underwear and a casual sky blue shirt. Not to forget the X-Man fragrance oil that he sprayed to all parts of his body to let out a pleasant smell when he was near Sekar.

He is learning about how to seduce or better known as 'Menggombal'. He thinks that all girls love seduction, not least Sekar. Therefore he tried to learn to make a seduction in order to attract the attention of Sekar and make Sekar happy.

But not yet at the house Sekar, Arnold was stressed. He thought the appeal was too old-fashioned or old-fashioned and Sekar would not like it.

"Flower or chocolate? I used to love chocolate. But what if his teeth are porous? What kind of flowers are there?" Cerocos Arnold's. Ask yourself.

****

"If the mind pays you a loving mind, yes" Arka has not yet removed his gaze from Sekar. He was even more worried when he would soon arrive at the orphanage.

"Dad. When do you want to make her divorce mane? Send it in the mail. So you do not have to bother delivering it," Pinta Sekar.

Arka. He was very sad to remember that he and Sekar will soon officially separate.

"But remember well. only one loh," Arka said. (Rape 1. Can still be re-married without remarriage).

Smile, "Yes, my mother."

"It's up to Mba, Mas" said the taxi driver.

Arka took her breath heavy. Soon he will be parting ways with Sekar. It was impossible to leave the girl in this place again.

For the last time. Arka looked back at Sekar. His view is very sad. He can't hide his sadness, "You sure?"

"I'm sure Mas. Absolutely sure. Let's go down" Now go down first with Arka following down from the next door.

The taxi driver also came down to drop off Sekar's suitcase which was in the back trunk.

"His sister is taken care of, Mas. It's beautiful, hehe," said the taxi driver and then got into the car and gasp. Afraid of customers.

Arka clenched her hand. Almost hit the taxi driver. But Sekar held it while smiling.

"He was kidding. Come on in," Pinta Sekar.

....

"Assalamualaikum," Sekar said his greetings along with Arka.

During the day like this Orphanage looks very quiet. There are usually a lot of kids playing outside.

Seeing the quiet state of the orphanage makes Arka paint a happy smile.

"Don't you disband again? It closed times. Go home, yuk," he pulled Sekar's hand to go home.

Before they actually came home, a greeting came from a woman from inside.

"Waalaikumsalam," seeing who was coming, Sekar let go of Arka's handrails.

"Mother Anisaaa," Sekar immediately collapsed to hug the hijab-wearing middle-aged woman named Anisa. No less, Anisa also hugged Sekar equally tightly. Even she shed tears.

Sekar never forgets this orphanage even though he was very small when he came out of the orphanage. The place and the name is still the same, namely "Anisa Putri Orphanage," only it has looked better than Sekar's time first. They may have done some renovations.

Although he is an adult and has married, Sekar still often to this Orphanage even though just to stop by. If not with Waluyo, then Arnold used to drive him. Arka never forbade the departure of Sekar. Because it does not hurt if Sekar wants to see the orphanage Mother who used to take care of him.

"How are you, son?" Ask Anisa's mother. Slowly, he released his embrace from Sekar.

"Alhamdulilah Sekar well. How's mom?" Ask a little back.

"Alhamdulilah also. That who?" Anisa pointed at Arka who was standing further in front of her.

When her name was mentioned, Arka immediately came to Anisa and shook her hand. But because it is not muhrim, Anisa did not receive a helping hand from Arka and shook hands from far away by folding only her hands. This made Arka embarrassed and made Sekar laugh a little.

"I'm Sekar Bu's husband" explained Arka.

For the past 5 years, Arka never drove Sekar even to an orphanage. He gave her permission without driving her. Even until the people in the parlour thought Arnold was Sekar's husband.

"Ohh this. Older than yesterday well," said Anisa brash so make Arka glare.

Sekar put his lips closer to Arka's ears and whispered, "Arnold means."

Arka must be furious and want to explain that Arnold is not a nobody. But what power. It was wrong Arka himself had not brought Sekar. It is only natural that people think that way.

"Jas. Want to go in first?" Anisa asked while helping Sekar with his suitcase.

Everyone is going in. Also Ark. But Sekar held him.

"I don't think you need to go in" said Sekar.

"Why?" asked Arka surprised.

"It's nothing. It makes no difference whether you enter or not. No one here knows you."

But Arka refused. He insisted on staying in. Meet Anisa and talk to her.

"Stay no Mas. Please just. I gave you permission to take me. Now go home."

I don't want to linger. He went into the house and left Arka.

From the outside, Arka looked at Sekar's departure without blinking a single blink.

At all Sekar did not turn his body just to just wave his hand.

Even so Arka still waved her hands on the back of Sekar who will soon go inside.

It was so sad that Arka's heart. Sick? Surely. Injured? Certainly is. Want to cry, scream, take Sekar back and hug him? Evidently.

But let alone to be hugged. Waving his hands alone Sekar was reluctant to do so.

"Wrongly what I have done so far until Sekar was angry," said Arka.

His hands moved to hold his chest. It feels like the world is getting smaller. His body seemed to be sucked by the ground and will soon drown. The sun stopped shining and the wind and air disappeared, suffocating the chest.

Crying out? Yep. Arka was crying at the time. A drop of two tears began to wet his cheeks. It had been almost 5 more minutes he was standing outside without anyone letting him in. He hopes there is a miracle. He hoped to go back outside.

But his ideals were not fulfilled. After satisfied Arka waiting for Sekar has not yet come out finally Arka decided to go home.

***

"Oh. Again go the same Arka yah? Tumben's on a motor?" Ask Arnold. He has arrived at the house. Not with chocolate, not with flowers. Except with dolls.

Waluyo was silent with a lethargic face. He sat down and supported his chin with his hands. His view is straight forward.

"You don't Mas? Mas Arka the same Non Sekar split," said Waluyo briefly.

Arnold's eyes were instantly rounded. Almost his eyeballs jumped out.

"How's the split?" His face turned radiant. Once again he heard a statement from Waluyo must have laughed like a witch.

"Yes. Separate the house, separate the relationship. Divorce," replied Waluyo lethargic without changing his position in the slightest.

"Huh? Yeeess!!!" Arnold laughs. He clenched his hands and jumped as high as he could. The doll he held in his hand he kissed.

Waluyo turned to look at Arnold while frowning.

"Lha? Sampeyan's crazy?" Ask Waluyo.

But Arnold didn't notice. He kept jumping up and down, "Horeeeeee," he cried with a laugh and closed his eyes. Enjoy the beauty of the word that just came out of Waluyo's mouth.

"Call it! The gangs are easy to catch a demon!" Tukas Waluyo while walking backwards. Trying to get away from Arnold who seems to be possessed.

OTW Home Sekar nih Arnold in sweet.