One Heart 2 LOVE

Death-Eating Accidents

Arka: If the dream is fun and forever like this. I want to dream without waking up again.

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"Fuck!"

A little girl with hair braided in two and holding a brown ice cream on her left hand as well as a hot air balloon on her right hand ran towards Arka.

Her eyes are sparkling. The beautiful hair that was swayed by the afternoon wind made Arka anxious and confused to bring the girl to his lap.

Not only that. Arka also floated the girl's body in the air without fear of falling.

So does the girl. With his father, there was nothing he feared even though it was altitude.

"Kara had seen a clown," said the girl with his funny so that makes Arka anxious and can not bear to pinch his cheek.

"Dad?" ask Arka after taking down a pitch black haired little girl named Kara.

Kara itself is a name that is combined between two names, namely Sekar and Arka. The name agreed upon by both

"Yes. Call the clown joged. Kayak gini joged it. Papah Alka ethereal liyat."

Kara dances in front of Arka with both hands full of luggage. He danced so skillfully that he kept his hair soaring in the air.

"Haha. Must be funny. Oyah, where's Mamah Sekar?" ask Arka when she does not find Sekar with Kara.

"Kamah Sekal? Tuhs. Again see who sells necklaces. She said she wanted a necklace, "Kara started licking her brown ice cream that was starting to melt. Sometimes his eyes were fixed on the Hello Kitty-patterned hot air balloon. Anxiously, Kara kissed him like it was a doll.

"Jude yuk. To Mamah Sekar," Arka holds Kara's hand by taking over Kara's balloon. The boy was very happy when he was held in his hand by Arka. He danced alley to approach Sekar who was looking at a merchandise at the Sunday market near the house of Arka.

"Hay dear," Arka has arrived at Sekar's place. Direct warm kiss he landed on the forehead smooth sekar.

"Hello Kara's. Have you met Papah yet? Did you tell the clown story?" ask Sekar while crouching. Balancing her height with Kara's height.

"Udah Ma's. Papah ngetawain Kala time. Kan Kala jojed his kayak Om clown earlier," grumbled Kara with ice cream that smudged beside her lips.

Sekar and Arka just chuckle at Kara's funny behavior.

"What do you want to buy, baby?" ask Arka. Hands that usually wrestle with the keyboard are now wrapped around Sekar's slender waist.

"If this one's good, isn't it?" She had a necklace around her neck. Showed to Arka for an opinion.

"good. Especially if you use it."

The cup!

A kiss landed on the neck of the Sekar level. Do not remember the place does not remember the time Arka did it so that it made Sekar snort sebal.

"Let's be home!" Celoteh Sekar's. Makes Arka more and more spoiled to him. Even now he hugged Sekar more freely. He didn't let his wife go anywhere.

But the Arka actually produced an incident. Kara's balloon in her hand is now flying.

From low to high. Kara realizes that the balloon is released from Arka's grasp. And he didn't want to lose his balloon. Kara threw out her ice cream carelessly and chased the hot air balloon.

In the middle of the road. The balloon was completely lost in the sky sucker that Kara could not reach.

Unfortunately, a car at high speed is speeding towards Kara and Kara is unaware of it.

"Whose son is that?!" said the necklace merchant who was bartering prices with Sekar.

Spontaneous Sekar and Arka immediately looked back. Naas, Kara they can't find behind her. There is only chocolate ice cream that has been destroyed. Then they find Kara in the middle of the road and there is a car with a high speed to attack Kara.

"Yahoo!!" Freshly running. Throwing Arka's hand that had been coiled around her waist.

The woman ran as hard as she could to save Kara.

"Revelation!"

Sekar pushes Kara until the boy bounces and falls forward a considerable distance from the truck.

However, Sekar can only save Kara. Can't save himself. Sekar replaced Kara's position was hit by an iron truck car.

The speed of the truck and the very close distance can not be used to dodge so that the accident can not be ignored.

The truck hit Sekar's body so fast that it bounced far enough.

"Which?!!" now the man named Arka had arrived at the place of Sekar.

He lifted Sekar's body and kept it in his lap, on his thigh. His face was bathed in blood. So much blood flowing from the head, nose and ears.

The pulse of the woman is still there. But his eyes were half closed. Seeing his current situation is very unlikely to feel Sekar can be saved.

"Which looks?!" said Arka while continuing to cry. He doesn't care around and forgets about Kara. He continued to hold Sekar's face which seemed to be slightly cracked.

Slowly, Sekar opened his eyes. In the last remnants of his life. As he was about to face death, he spoke two words to Arka.

"I love you, Mas. But you never fought" Sekar closed his eyes again. Meetings as closely as possible. Not for a while. But forever.

***

"SHIT?!"

He rose from his sleep to sit down. Sweat all over the body. His breath was so breathless. Arka is like a person who has just been rescued from drowning and has been breathing for 10 hours.

He looks around. Groped his face. Also look at the wall clock.

"Room? 10 Hours? aw ****!"

Now he rubbed his face with rage. Grip her hair hard.

"Aragh!" after that he also hit his bed.

"Which looks?!" shortly afterwards Arka came back crying. With her body on the edge of the bed. Closing his face with both hands. Folding legs.

"O Allah, I miss him" he muttered with tears.

Just this afternoon I went to the orphanage. But Arka had dreamed it at 10 p.m. Such a pleasant and sad dream.

"Oh my God, I miss him. I miss that girl. I miss Sekar," sometimes he hit his own head. Feeling stupid for what he did on top of his own consciousness.

"O Allah, I miss him" the phrase did not stop coming out of the mouth of Arka as the tears that continued to break for some time would stop.

"Oh Allah forgive the servant. Bring Sekar back. Bring Sekar back. Nowow. Nowow. NOW!" Arka screamed when it was night.

"Gurghhh!" the man continued to be angry. Add her hair tightening up with her sobs.

"Oh my God, I miss him. Bring him back. I promise you, I promise to take care of her. SERVANT PROMISE!" Arka had shouted for the umpteenth time.

In a lifetime, Arka never felt this depressed. Even about work. According to him, work is the thing that makes him most depressed but not as severe as this.

Apparently he was wrong. His thinking has been proven wrong by a girl named Sekar who is now in an orphanage.

Muscled man, strong man, smart man, great man. Usually it would all be a nickname for an Ark. But it doesn't seem to apply to today, tonight.

He was so weak and stupid that he let Sekar go and brought him back to dreamland. A tragic dream that will be hard to forget.

Yes, Sekar has succeeded. Sekar has managed to grab the attention of Arka. Has succeeded in seizing Arka's love and heart. It has successfully melted the ice cubes. It has managed to make beautiful carvings on the stone that was once very hard and only deep black.

"Sheesh. Yep. I have to pray."

Arka stopped her crying. He got up, trying to calm himself with prayer.

The prayer that he performed is the prayer of the sunnah of thousands of goodness that can bring prosperity, namely the prayer of tahajud.

Whereas in the past, where Arka would wake up and then pray. He usually falls asleep because he is tired. Once awake, you will go to sleep again.

But that habit has been destroyed because of a sad innocent girl named Sekar.

After the prayer, Arka raised his hand. Ask something of the Almighty. Things he never asked for before.

"O Allah the servant knows the servant is not a good man suitable for a good woman like Sekar. But if You will, give me the opportunity to be a good man for Sekar. I know I've done too much wrong to that woman. But can I make it up to you? Can I ask him to come back and be happy? The servant knows that you are forgiving. So forgive all the faults of the Servant who has become a negligent husband when he is a sincere and faithful wife. Take all the treasures of the servant, take the health of the servant, take all that You have given to the servant. Then exchange it with Sekar. One of the present servants, which is Sekar. Servant knows a foolish servant by squandering a girl like her. But that stupidity I realized. And I want to fix it. Servant misses him. The servant cannot be far away from him. She's a slave's wife. Fatigue soul slave."

A moment later Arka lowered her head and took the time to wipe her tears.

"But it's okay if you don't let us be together again. At least please give a better man than a servant to that sweet girl. Give a man who is more worthy of being his lover and life partner. Give him a man who loves himself. Not a bajin*an guy like a servant. But please. Please strengthen me when that day comes. The day that Sekar was with the man he loved," that was Arka's pinta.

A piece of do'a he never expected would come from his sadistic mouth for life. Only for a girl who used to torture with such hurtful words.