One Heart 2 LOVE

One-third Night

Arka: Loving Sekar is not something I planned. I just found my happiness in him. And sad when he is not there.

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Apparently, the long-haired sweet girl was no less upset with Arka who was saying do'a.

His whole body was covered with a cloth called Mukena. Sitting on a prayer mat facing the Qibla and raising both hands. Saying the do'a he almost says every day in a third of the night.

"To this day, I still love her as much as a wife loves her husband. It's just that I don't know how he's doing there. To the night wind, I cast Mas Arka. Give him coolness in his sleep. To the animal that sings tonight, give a song of tranquility that can take him through a beautiful dream. O Allah, the servant misses the servant for Mas Arka. Guard him. Protect him. Just like what I used to do when I was next to him."

The sound turned heavy. A set of tears had managed to escape from his eye peluruk.

"Tomorrow. Wake him up at 6 a.m. Hopefully he can make himself breakfast at home. Breakfast food is available. Tomorrow he has an important meeting outside the city. Guard him. Protect it. Make all his affairs easy. And do not forget, hopefully Mas Arka did not put a tie wrong," Sekar chuckled until the salt water was felt by his tongue. He chuckles when he remembers that Arka was bad enough about putting a tie. And that is the work of Sekar. Sekar wasn't even sure Arka could wear her tie properly.

"Pardon the servant who has been presumptuous to ask for divorce from the husband who has fulfilled his obligation to provide for the servant. But I am tired, O Allah. Tired servants are treated like servants without being touched at all. I was also tired of seeing the third woman who was always present on various occasions. Sorry," this time Sekar paused his prayer. He bit his lower lip. No longer able to speak.

"Thank you for presenting a man like Mas Arka in the previous servant's life. Anyone who will be the woman of choice Mas Arka later, I hope he will be happy to be owned and have Mas Arka. Lest there be any wounds as I feel in the next life. Amiin," Sekar closed his prayer by rubbing his face. After that he looked for a moment. It was hard enough to part from Ark.

Although Arka is rude, often complaining, nagging is precisely what is currently missed by Sekar. The orphanage is a quiet and peaceful place. But his little heart could not lie that he missed Arka's harsh screams every morning.

His hands longed to cook something to serve as arka morning, noon and night meal. His eyes longed to see Arka wearing a suit in the morning while angry for fear of bad luck when it was still morning.

His feet longed to step into Arka's room even though it was just delivering drinks.

And he misses too. ah Tami and Arman!

Sekar's view immediately collapsed when he remembered that he had not told Tami and Arman!

"I will come to his house tomorrow" said Sekar.

***

If both men are asleep in a dark world. A world full of sadness. So on the other hand there is a man who from this afternoon could not stop painting a smile.

That was Arnold. The young man who had his heart carved by Sekar. Widow thinks the girl is currently in an orphanage.

Last afternoon he did not have time to meet Sekar and decided to meet him tomorrow morning.

Sleep Arnold restless. He kept turning his body to the right and to the left. Sometimes he wakes up and sits down. Hold up your chin and smile. Imagining something.

Arnold imagined that he would soon get a little happiness from the small family he built with Sekar.

Arnold also ruffled his hair. It feels so happy. It feels at the end of the sky surrounded by beautiful angels. Like a poet who just felt his beautiful falling in love at first sight.

"If you have a child.. What is your child?" ask him to yourself.

His eyes looked at the ceiling. Both hands he folded and then made a pillow. The sweet smile continued to be etched and refused to fade

"Dark... Arnold.... What is it? If women are possible... The kara? Hmmm if men? The arkas? Uh no no no!" The man shook his head violently without changing his position.

Arnold covered his face. Shame because Sekar's shadow never goes away. I can't wait to get fresh soon.

"Bismillah. Kupinang Sekar with Bismillah," he said and chuckled. Amused by his own words.

"Saying love where is it good? Sekar used to love the edge of the lake. Yes, I will declare love there. Ah no no no! Jadul. That restaurant? The beach? That sea? Aaah I'll propose to Sekar in the stars!!"

He was finally frustrated with his own question. Arnold got up and sat down with his legs folded. His smile continued to shine beautifully.

"I promise to make Sekar the happiest woman in the world. I-i promise. I promise," he said. Sometimes he rubbed his face back. Impatiently.

"Let's go the night quickly passed. Morning.let me meet him and make him smile before the start of the day."

"Oh yes. I'll invite the artist that Sekar likes to have at our wedding. I will make this wedding the most festive party that I will never forget in my entire life."

Arnold dropped his body and spread out both hands. Imagining Sekar's face also imagines hugging Sekar (Not yet legitimate bang. Don't overshadow it first:v)

From this afternoon until 11 am Arnold had not closed his eyes. He was overjoyed at the news of Sekar and Arka. What he has been waiting for for 5 years.

He will not waste his good memories by falling asleep. If necessary, Arnold will not sleep 3 days 3 nights as long as he continues to get happy news about himself and Sekar.

Arnold promised that after the iddah Arka and Sekar period was completed he would immediately propose to Sekar and take him to the pelaminan. After that, he would build a small family filled with little happiness.

Both with Sekar who will be much plus the number of children himself and Sekar. That's Arnold's promise. His promise that he had not been able to keep for so long because it was blocked by Arka.

"Sholat Tahajud ah continue to pray'a hopefully I will mate with Sekar. Cinta a third of the night, hehe," she chuckled and rose from her bed to take ablution and perform tahajud prayers. Ask that he and Sekar can be a match in the future.

Just like Arka and Sekar. Now Arnold was raising his hands after finishing the tahajud prayer. The difference is, Arnold did a prayer with a smile and a clean face.

A smile that was not easy from this afternoon.

"Oh Allah's servant loves him. The servant loves him and the servant promises to make him happy with all his soul. Can I ask you? let him be the servant. The lover of the servant who will accompany the aged servant. Until the hair of the servant bleached later, let Sekar always be in the arms of the servant. He has suffered enough. Let the servant come into his life and give him true happiness." Arnold. He breathed and then chuckled to himself.

"The separation of Arka and Sekar Iservant is sure to be a clue to the servant that the servant can have Sekar. Servants are not like Arka. Servants can make Sekar happy. Although I can't, I will try."

"Hamba tipped Sekar. Take care of him until one day I pick him up and take him away."

They both hold both palms. A different do'a. Sitting on a prayer mat facing the Qibla. I hope what I want can be done.

Even so. No one knows what and how it ended. They will fight to get what they want. Because it is the same as a game if you pray without trying.

Arka prayed for Sekar to return to his arms. Arnold prayed that Sekar could be his. And Sekar prayed to get immediate happiness from a man he did not know who.

Nih face aa Arnold time think neneng Sekar