PREMARITAL

Stay Stay Stay

Farewell is painful when the story is not over, but we have to close the book.

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After going around looking for his desired item, Sakha cleaned her things into a suitcase.

Last night in the city of Kembang, short but very meaningful.

Many unexpected things, many wonders that amaze him. One of them, met with Shara.

Sakha momentarily fell silent, sitting her body on the edge of the bed. Recalling the first moment, where he met a woman who diverted all his world. A woman who, without whom she invites, is able to fulfill her mind. Women who do nothing, have been able to easily make him fall in love.

Sometimes God meets us with the wrong people, before we meet the right people. It's okay to be late with the right people, rather than rushing with the wrong people.

The ringing sound of the phone broke her daydream, Sakha grabbed the flat object she had stored on the nightstand.

"Watery?" he said without a sound.

"Airin, Airin."

"Wa'allaikumussalam hay Sakha." Airin answered behind the phone.

"Hay, why? Are you okay there?" sakha asked when she heard Airin's voice that seemed to be holding back crying.

"I'm fine, I'm just happy to hear your voice." Airin sobbed slowly.

Sakha was silent, her heart was filled to hear the sobbing of the woman who had been with her for three years.

"Don't cry, you know I can't see women crying." Sakha calms Airin down.

"I miss you" said Airin.

"Me too" answered Sakha. Whether true or not, but those two words suddenly came out of his mouth.

"Go home, I'd love to see you." Airin begged.

"Tomorrow I'm home, this is my last night here."

"really? Mercifully. Oh yeah, where were you staying over there?" ask Airin.

"Aston Braga Hotel" answered Sakha.

"Oh, okay. I'm waiting for your return."

"Yes, it was a long time ago. Assalamallaikum," said Sakha.

"Wa'allaikumussalam,"

The conversation ended...

Sakha exhaled violently, every time she heard Airin's voice she seemed to have no heart if she had to say things that might hurt her. Three years together, it is not easy to forget all the memories between them. Especially if you remember, Airin is a woman who many admired during college first. Of the many men who approached him, he instead chose Sakha who was even just a freelance photographer.

"What should I do, then,?" mummy Sakha.

***

Shara intends to tell her Umi, if she does not come home tomorrow. He was not ready to return to his restrained life, not from his parents but from Adam.

"Bismillah, Umi must understand." Shara started calling her Umi.

Before long the call connected, a soft voice greeted him there, "Assalamallaikum, Ra."

"Wa'allaikumussalam Umi, how are you? Ara misses."

"Good, Son. You how are you? So go home tomorrow?" ask Umi.

"Alhamdulillah, emm does not seem to be Umi," Shara said feeling guilty.

"Lho, why?" ask Umi.

"Ara is still on business, the day after returning home," Shara replied, she was forced to lie.

"What business? Your seminar is only the rest of the day you say vacation," said Umi a little annoyed.

"One more day, can Umi?" Shara begged.

"Huh, it's been a day don't go again!" exclaimed Umi, forced to give permission to his favorite child.

"Thank you, thank you, Umi."

"Yes, you've been sleeping, don't forget to eat rice!" Umi Pinta.

"Yes, Umi too, yeah."

"Yes, Ara closed. Assalamallaikum."

"Wa'allaikumussalam,"

Shara saved her phone back, she was relieved because her Umi had given her permission. After that Shara immediately intended to rest.

***

Somehow Sakha slept well last night, to the point that she woke up later. The morning train schedule was nine o'clock, Sakha rushed to go to the train station. He made sure to return the goods, so that no one was missed.

After feeling all complete, Sakha immediately came out of her room. Sakha immediately knocks on Shara's room door, to take her home together.

"Assalamallaikum, Ara." Sakha knocked on the door of the room.

"Wa'allaikumussalam, yes, a minute."

Shara looks out of her room, as usual she always looks graceful.

"Come, it's nine o'clock. Half an hour," said Sakha.

Shara just nodded, she had no intention of telling him that she was not coming home.

Now they immediately go to the station, because if it's too late they have to wait for the next hour.

The streets are crowded today, it can even be said solid. During the journey to the station, many obstacles they face. Until they half-run when they know the departure time is not ten minutes away.

"Ara, let's go!" sakha said while running a little.

Shara, who looks tired, does not run after Sakha. He decided to walk, take the man home.

"Goodbye, Sakha." Shara said as she looked at Sakha's back which began to drift away.

Sakha who was running, did not realize that Shara was far away from her, "ayo, Ra." Sakha looked back.

"Lho, where's Ara?" Sakha spread her eyes.

His eyes were now fixed on the woman standing exactly ten meters in front of him.

"Lha, why is Ara still standing there?" murmured Sakha, she immediately ran over to him.

"Ra, come on." Sakha takes Shara back.

"Ara doesn't come home" Shara said, leaving Sakha stunned.

"Why?" ask Sakha.

"It's okay, Akha go home first" Shara said.

Sakha is silent, and she doesn't want to go back without Shara.

There was a voice saying that the train was about to leave.

"Akha, hurry in, the train is leaving!" exclaim Shara.

Sakha did not budge, she stared fixedly at Shara.

"Akha, why just shut up?" ask Shara.

"Akha will not go home" said Sakha.

"What?" Shara surprised.

"Akha can't leave Ara alone here" Sakha said.

"Akha, now or later it's the same. We'll go back to each other's lives" Shara said.

"Why can't we be together, today or at any time?" sakha asked a little higher.

"Akha, you don't say that!" exclaim Shara.

"Why? I'll stay here, with you!" sakha said she stared intently at the woman for the first time.

Shara fell silent, only this time did Akha raise her voice. Why does Sakha even want to keep her company, this even makes it harder for Shara to forget.

"Don't be like this Sakha, I beg you. Don't make it harder, now or later it's the same. You can't be mine, go Sakha."

The sentence could not even be said Shara easily, she chose silence. Sakha is very stubborn, even now the man has passed by leaving the train station.

Shara let out a rough sigh, the sentence istigfar continued to say. His footsteps now returned carrying him with an indescribable feeling.

Why could he feel this feeling towards Sakha, why was it so hard for her to forget the man she had just met. The questions were so noisy in his head, they were simple to each other without a single answer.