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Reyhan sighed deeply. He could not bear to see the lover's face framed by the mist of sorrow.
"Which, I trust you a lot. I'm sorry if the question that came from my lips hurt your heart." Reyhan grabbed Anin's hand and held her tightly.
"Rey - -"
"We open a new page. Do not remember the time that has passed. You're only mine and I'm only yours" Reyhan said with a charming smile.
Loyalty begins with togetherness, develops out of understanding, and endures out of mutual trust. SG.
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It's been a few days now that Reyhan has had chickenpox. In Javanese terms it is commonly called cankrang disease. Forced, Reyhan and Anin had not met for some time. Tortured for longing? That's certain.
This afternoon, Anin intends to visit her lover. He was accompanied by Isti, one of his co-workers.
Isti stopped the speed of his motorcycle when he arrived in front of the simple house owned by the Reyhan family. The two girls were warmly welcomed by Reyhan's mother, Siti Aminah.
"Assalamu'alaikum, ma'am." Anin said hello and then kissed the back of the hands of her future mother-in-law with reverence.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, Nduk." (Ryhan's mother used to call Anin with the name 'Mbak' here the author replace with 'Nduk' π).
"Let's go in!" the mother of Reyhan.
"Remember Ma'am," Anin replied.
After allowing both guests to enter the house, Reyhan's mother called the son who was resting in the room.
"Rey, your future wife is coming" Reyhan's mother said.
"Yes Ma'am" said Reyhan as he moved out of bed.
Reyhan gasped for suddenly .. The lover he missed was already standing in front.
"Darling ...."
"Rey. How are you doing? Already gone or --"
"Yes, here. Why did you just visit your future husband, hmm?"
"Sorry Rey. You know for yourself, don't I have nothing to do."
"O ... Is that it? So if no one wants to, honey will not look at me. Blas there is no struggle Yang ..," Reyhan sneered with a sour face.
"Sorry Rey, that's not what I meant. Don't be angry! If you're angry, the saucy is gone" he joked.
Anin chuckles. It was amused to see Reyhan's face filled with chickenpox. Although Reyhan's face diminished in appearance, Anin's feelings towards Reyhan did not wear off at all.
"Biarin. 'No one is in love. Even though my face is like this, you still love me, right Yang?" Reyhan looked at the lover's face with a loving look. If it's halal, want it to taste ... Reyhan landed a kiss on the forehead of the girl he loved, perhaps even on his ripe lips.
"That's for sure, Mas Rey." Anin smiled and returned Reyhan's gaze.
"I'm good at it, called Mas Rey."
"Yes?"
"Hehem. Call me Mas Rey hold Yang!"
"Mmmm ... How is it? But you're younger than me, Rey."
"Just because I'm younger, baby don't want to call me 'Mas'... ? All right, from now on .. I'll call you darling, Ms. Anin."
Anin's lips chipped followed Reyhan's crisp laughter. "Issss, kog Ma'am anyway?"
"Yes, I'm younger, but Anin's sister is older" Reyhan said, with a laugh still framing her face.
Anin sighed then threw it away a little harshly. "All right, I'm giving up. Mas Rey." Anin emphasized Mas Rey's words while rolling her eyeballs lazily.
"So, don't you really call me Mas Rey?"
"Ikhlas Mas Rey."
"Truly sincere?"
"Yes sincere."
"Try calling me Mas!"
"Masss."
"One more time!"
"Mas."
"Mas Rey."
"Yes dear."
"Take off dong's pants! In short, you know."
"B is. Not too short a kog."
"That's what you think Mas. Please, wear longer gloves or pants!" pinta Anin's. He was not willing if there was another girl ... saw her lover's thighs open, because Reyhan only wore shorts on the knee. So that his white thighs are clearly displayed.
"Yes .. yeah, I changed my pants first."
"I'll wait in the living room, M-as Rey" Anin said. Then he turned his heels.
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Four cups of nasgitel tea have been presented along with a snack in the form of tempe chips, accompanying the four people who were busy chatting in the living room. Them ... Reyhan, Anin, Isti, and Aminah.
"Nduk, who went back and forth to visit Reyhan is only the Dilan you know. Almost every day Dilan comes home and faithfully accompanies Reyhan." Reyhan's mother's words successfully pinched Anin's heart. As a lover, Anin felt very embarrassed because of lack of attention. Anin also felt bad because she had just visited Reyhan today.
"Sorry Mom, Anin only had time to visit Mas Rey today," said Anin full of regret while bowing his face.
"It's okay Nduk. Mother and Reyhan understand your situation .... Alhamdulillah, Reyhan has healed and just recover his face decorated with a hoe," he said with a big smile and glanced at Reyhan with his neutral tail.
Without notice, the swastamita has greeted. It was time, Anin and Isti said goodbye .... Although still reluctant to separate, Reyhan sent his lover to the door.
"Rey ... Uh, Mas Rey."
"Yes ...."
"The cure is yes."
"Heem Yang's. Tomorrow, I'll drop off to work!"
"Don't you, Rey. Wait until Mas Rey recovers, just dech .. pick me up again."
"I'm cured."
"But it hasn't healed yet, Mom."
"Dear shame ... I'm not handsome anymore?"
"Of course not ashamed. I just want Mas Rey to get well --"
"Sstttt already, Yang! Tomorrow morning, I will still take you to work" Reyhan said, insisting on a will.
Anin breathed deeply. Inevitably, Anin asserts Reyhan's words. Although, he could not bear if the lover rode his iron horse in a state of pain.
"Yes, Mas. It's up to Mas Rey," she replied with a smile.
"Isti, nitip Anin yes! Get Anin home!" Reyhan's Word.
Isti pulled both corners of his lips and replied to Reyhan. "Ready Mas."
"Assalamu'alaikum, Mas Rey." Anin said a greeting before landing his body in the back seat.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, Which."
Isti started the motorcycle engine and then drove it at moderate speed, leaving Reyhan who was still standing glued to the back of the lover until he was no longer seen.
....
There are so many sacrifices that Reyhan has given to prove his sincere love for his lover, Aninda Sukma.
Reyhan loves Anin for who she is. There's nothing.
Unconditional love, sincerely accept all shortcomings and advantages without asking the lover to be a different person. That is the principle of Reyhan Handyka Kurniawan.
Will they really be destined to be together and say the Pledge of Love for the Life of Heaven that has been the dream of both of them all this time? Let time answer it.
Humans can plan. But the God Almighty willed. π
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