PREMARITAL

Start to Get Away

Shara runs after Sakha who has been far in front of her, trying to keep Sakha from staying.

Sakha steps too fast, until Shara has trouble balancing it. So eager to chase Sakha, Shara forgets the clothes she wears.

Shara falls down, accidentally stepping on the end of her game. Unknowingly, he moaned as his knees rubbed against the asphalt.

"Innalillahi, aw..."

Sakha heard the groan, her steps instantly halted. Sakha turned her body, how surprised she was when she saw the woman she always protected was grimacing in pain.

"Astagfirulloh, Ara..." Sakha ran as fast as she could.

"Ara why did it fall? Where's that sick?" Sakha kneels right in front of Shara, looking very panicked.

Shara stared clearly at the look of panic shown by Sakha, not seeing the lie in those eyes.

"I'm fine, just my knee hurts a little bit" Shara said.

Sakha's hand was about to touch the woman's knee, but Shara immediately changed her position.

"Akha, what do you want?" shara asked, surprised by what Sakha was about to do.

"Astagfirulloh..."

Sakha covered her face with both hands, almost touching Shara.

"I'm sorry, I reflex" said sakha feeling guilty.

"Nothing" said Shara, he began to stand up again.

"Can?" sakha asked as she looked at Shara who was still slightly grimacing while holding her knee.

"You don't have to worry too much" Shara said.

"Sorry," Sakha said in a weakened voice.

"Sorry, what else?" ask Shara.

"I left you behind again" said Sakha, feeling guilty.

"Hemm, it's okay." Shara cleaned her slightly dirty clothes.

Sakha was speechless, she felt bad for Shara. Somehow he became childish like this, to be honest he was very unprepared if he had to part with Shara.

"You go home, not because of me you're like this!" shara took it seriously.

Sakha lifted her face, putting on a flash of Shara's face before turning her face away again.

"I-I'm not ready to part with you" said Sakha.

Shara was pensive, if I may say she had the same feelings for Sakha. However, he did not want to hurt the heart of the woman who had been present in Sakha's life before he came.

"Akha, don't you want to see your girlfriend?" ask Shara.

"I-I want to meet him, explain everything that happened. But I also don't want to quickly part with you, especially if you don't want to give me your phone number" Sakha said.

"Akha, listen to me! The soul mate will not be changed. What really should be yours, no one will be able to take it from you. On the contrary, if it's not for you, there might be something else for you" Shara said.

"But I really expect a reply from you," said Sakha.

"Never do you depend your hope on man, but it is best for God. If you wish for me, then be prepared to be disappointed." Shara confirmed her sentence.

"If you really want me, want us to be together, ask me to the creator" Shara said.

Sakha was silent, all this time she did not not do as Shara said but her heart was always broken before stating everything to the woman who now always shadowed her.

"Are you asking God?" ask Sakha.

For a moment Shara lowered her gaze, sighing softly as the tightness began to burst into her chest.

"I always ask for what should be mine, but I won't force it. It's not that I don't want you, but I'm just not ready to get hurt" Shara said in a trembling voice.

Sakha understands what Shara means, indeed when we pray for something to God we should never force. Allah knows what we do not know.

"I will try not to hurt you" Sakha said.

"But now, with your attitude like this isn't anyone out there hurt?" shara Tuas.

Yes, Shara's words are of course addressed to Airin. Sakha's lover. He knew very well the woman's feelings, if he knew the man he had loved for three years had turned to the woman he had only known for a week.

"We can talk about this with Airin" Sakha said.

"No, not us! But you." Shara exclaims.

"Solve without hurting each other, and fight with whom you want to be truly together!" Its effects.

***

Farewell teaches us how to appreciate, because every second with loved ones should not be wasted.

It is not worth a farewell to the happiness of a meeting, let alone a reunion after the separation occurred.

Want to not, want not to, ready not ready.

Farewell does not mean to stop uniting two hearts even though they are not in one place.

It hurts when we have to separate. Naturally, that's human. But rest assured, God must have had other plans for it.

As the sun started to sting, they decided to return to the hotel. Sakha again had to reserve a room, as she had checked out earlier. Nothing is coincidental, everything has become God's plan. Sakha's room is right next to Shara's.

Sakha regained her body, feeling dizzy in her head from today's scorching weather.

Since he decided not to go home, he immediately contacted his parents as well as Airin. Worried that they were waiting for his return.

Azan dzuhur resounded, Sakha quickly rushed to the mosque. Shortly after leaving the hotel, he accidentally crosses paths with Shara.

"Lho, Ara? From where?"

"Here, I had lunch earlier." Shara replied in a flat tone.

"Lunch? You didn't ask me," said Sakha.

"Emm, just want to get used to it without you" Shara said.

Sakha gasped, her chest tightened when she heard Shara's words. He had really prepared himself for their farewell.

"Emmm, I have to go to the mosque" said Sakha.

"Yes, please." Shara shifted her position so as not to block Sakha's path.

Sakha sighed, "well, assalamallaikum, ", Sakha said as she passed by Shara.

"Wa'allaikumussalam" said Shara slowly.

***

If he recalls, he lived his life without Sakha and everything was fine. So he thought, after the separation later will also be okay again.

The plan today is Sakha wants to take Shara around for the last time, just around the Square.

They are now taking a leisurely walk in the mosque area, chatting lightly and sitting on a stretch of synthetic grass.

"Akha wants to take a picture of Ara, okay?" sakha asked, even though he often photographed Shara secretly.

Shara nodded, now Sakha several times photographed the woman with various poses.

While shooting, the phone rings. He reached into the phone in his pocket.

"Airin" he said slowly.

Shara watched Sakha who was about to receive the call.

He walked closer to her.

"Who?" ask Shara.

"Airin" answered Sakha

"Oh, lift!" advice Shara.

Sakha nodded, she immediately picked up her phone.

"Assalamallaikum" said Sakha.

"Wa'allaikumussalam, where are you?" ask Airin.

"I'm in the square, why?" ask Sakha.

"That's it, there's nothing!" exciting Airin.

Airin turns off his call on Sakha.

Sakha frowned, confused as to why Airin had contacted her just to ask that question.

"What's wrong?" ask Shara.

"Don't know, he was just asking me where I was" Sakha replied as she put her phone back in her pants pocket.

"We sit down again" Sakha asked.

Shara complied, now they sit back while paying attention to the visitors who were also playing in the park.

"Sakkha."

Someone's voice made Sakha turn to the source of the voice, how surprised she was when she found out who called her.

"Airin," he said.

Sakha immediately got out of place, she walked up to Airin.

"Airin, why are you here?" sakha asked still surprised.

"When you said no to go home, I decided to follow you here" he replied innocently.

"Astagfirulloh, you don't have to do this" said Sakha.

"Why?" tanya Airin, now the matura is fixed on the woman who stands a few meters behind Sakha.

"Him? Who?" tanya Airin was still watching Shara.

Sakha turned her head, and Shara walked up to them with doubtful steps.

"Here, my friend here," said Sakha.

"Friends? Umm, just friends?" Airin clarified their status.

"Yes, just friends."

Hearing the words spoken by Sakha, made Shara's heart really sore. His tongue was suddenly twisted, he swallowed his saliva heavily.

Shara reached out her hand, intending to greet Airin.

They're getting to know each other now, "Shara."

"Airin, Sakha's boyfriend." Airin confirmed his sentence.

Shara smiled, she half-deadly held back the tears that had flooded her eyes.

"The garden is good, Sakha let's take a picture together," Airin invited.

"Huh? Photo?" ask Sakha.

"Yes, I want us to take a picture there." Airin pointed at one corner of the park.

"Shara, can you take a picture of us?" ask Airin.

Sakha is surprised to hear Airin's request to Shara, she is confused what to do now.

"Come, get the camera," Shara pinta quivered a slight tone.

Sakha gave up her camera hesitantly, she really felt bad for Shara.

Airin pulls Sakha's hand, Sakha reflexively brushes it away.

"Airin, sorry."

Airin frowned, there was a change from Sakha's attitude towards her.

They were now standing side by side, Airin was about to get closer to Sakha but again the man shifted his distance.

Shara immediately took their picture, with a feeling that was so raging.

"Astagfirulloh" he said in his heart.

"Darling, I'm thirsty." Airin whined like a child.

"Yes, we're buying drinks."

"Ara, let's get a drink first," Sakha asked.

"Umm, no need. I just want to go back to the hotel" Shara said as she returned Sakha's camera.

Sakha accepted it with a mirical look, what now Shara had started to distance herself from him.

"I'm sorry, assalamallaikum" said Shara, he now passed away leaving them both.

Sakha stared at Shara's back which began to disappear behind the crowd of passersby.

"I'm sorry, Ara."