PREMARITAL

Tatazawajani

*A time when I was in a position, where I had to give up something I didn't want to let go of.

It takes a process and a strong heart, to convince yourself that there is a more beautiful plan that God has prepared for me*.

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Bima takes Sakha back into her car, she offers Sakha a bottle of mineral water.

"Drink first" pinta Bima.

Sakha said she took a sip of water given by her best friend.

"Alhamdulillah" he said.

"Eh yes, Kha. Don't you have Shara's phone number?" Bima tried to remind.

"Oh yeah, I forgot." Sakha reached into the phone she kept in her pants pocket.

He looks for a contact named Shara, after finding him he immediately tries to call the number.

Sakha repeatedly calls Shara, but is not answered.

"How's it?" Ask Bima.

"Not answered," said Sakha disappointed.

"Yes, maybe Shara's still busy." Bima tried to help Sakha think well.

Sakha nodded, she put her phone back in her pocket.

"Where are we now?" Ask Bima.

"Studio only," replied Sakha.

"All right."

Bima turned on the engine of his car, and immediately put the car back to the place requested by Sakha.

***

At Shara's house, she just arrived. His steps stopped at the doorway of the house, when he saw Adam who had been standing at the door of his house.

Shara stepped up a little lazily, because she did not want to see Adam again.

"Assalamallaikum" he said.

"Wa'allaikumussalam, where are you from?" Ask Adam ketus.

"Seminar," Shara answered briefly.

"Who with? Why don't you tell me, I can take you." Adam wailed with a slightly upset mada.

Shara sighed, she was about to enter the house but her steps were blocked by Adam who was now standing right in front of her.

"Excuse me, I'm in. I'm tired" Shara said.

"Answer question!" Adam began to get emotional.

"It's none of your business!" Shara replied with a slight clench.

"Oh, do you dare to yell?" Adam asked while draping his hands over his stomach.

Shara did not reply, from the back came Umi Shara.

"Eh, you're home, Ra?" Umi asked Merry while thrusting her right hand at Shara.

"Yes, Umi. Ara just arrived," replied Shara.

"The first step in, Umi." Shara passed away Adam and his Umu.

"Ra, where are you going?" Ask Adam in a annoyed tone.

Shara did not care about Adam, she passed into the house.

"Son Adam, let's go in first." Merry invites Adam into his home.

Adam sat in the living room, waiting for Merry who was making drinks for him.

Not long after, Merry returned with a glass of cold drinks and snacks.

"At the drink, son." Merry put his luggage on the table, then he sat down on the chair next to Adam.

"I'm sorry, Shara, son of Adam" Merry said.

"It's okay, Tan. Adam was only worried about Ara" Adam said politely.

"Tante understands, and Aunt thanks Nak Adam for caring so much for Shara. Namely, there are things that Aunty must say," said Merry.

"What is that, Tan?" Ask Adam.

"Look, actually Shara feels a little uncomfortable when it comes to being accompanied by Nak Adam wherever he goes, maybe Shara also wants to have time for herself." Mira said carefully.

"Not comfortable what does that mean, Tan? All this time Adam's only been doing for Shara's good, Adam wanted to protect her." Adam asked for clarity.

"Yes... Maybe Shara doesn't want to be with you, son." Merry tried to understand.

"Lho, it's Auntie and Om who left Shara to Adam, so Adam felt he had to do that, dong." Adam spoke a little emotion.

"Didn't Adam want to ask Shara? Aunty's point might be that Shara can accept Adam's son again" asked Merry.

"I want to marry Shara. But, not anytime soon." Adam answered while lowering his face.

"Then Umi decides, son Adam can get close to Shara, but not now. If Nak Adam is serious about Aunt's daughter, then move on." Merry finally took a tough stance on Adam.

Adam was surprised by what Merry said, he was upset but could not vent his frustration.

"I'm sorry, Tan. Assalamallaikum." Adam got out of his place, and passed away leaving the residence of Shara's parents.

"Wa'allaikumussalam," answered Merry.

***

In the room, Shara was laying her body on the bed. He felt very tired today.

Shara reached into her phone in the bag, her forehead shriveling to see there were several incoming calls on her with unknown numbers.

"Who is this?" Shara said slowly.

He intended to send a message to the unknown number.

~ Assalamallaikum. Sorry, who is this?" ~

•|| send ...

The message is sent, Shara puts her phone back. Just as he was about to pick up a book, his phone rang again. He saw the unknown number replying to the message he sent.

"Hurry up" Shara murmured. He opened the incoming message on his phone.

~ Wa'allaikumussalam. Thank God you finally contacted me also & ️~

• 085xxxxxxx ____ •

Shara is increasingly confused, why people who reply to her messages look so happy. Shara returned the message.

~ *Sorry, who is this with? ~

• || send* Shara*...

The phone rings again.

~ I miss you, where are you? Can we meet again? Batagor. ~

• 085xxxxxxx ____ •

Shara reopened the message, her eyes round, her chest pounding violently.

"What, is this Sakha?" Shara Mumbled.

Shara did not reply to the message, but the number is now in contact.

"Astagfirulloh, he called me." Shara felt nervous, slowly pressing the green button to receive the call.

"Ha-hello, assalamallaikum." Shara spoke stammeringly.

"Wa'allaikumussalam," the voice of a man across the street was so familiar to Shara's ears that his eyes were now sparkling for a moment.

"Sakkha..." Shara called that name out loud.

"Hay, Ara. How are you?" Sakha asked in a voice that also sounded soft.

"Thank God be good, are you alone?" Shara replied awkwardly.

"Akha was not good before but when Akha could hear Ara's voice again, Akha was suddenly very good." Sakha started with her childish attitude.

Shara laughed, and her tears fell. Open the tears of sadness, but happy tears when you can hear back from someone who he considers important in his heart. Such is a woman, when happy they cry, when sad too they cry. But even more amazing, women are able to smile when their hearts are so hurt.

"I'm looking for you, every seminar I go to wishes you were there. And sure enough, I saw you. But God hasn't predestined us to meet, and maybe we should just exchange news via cell phone first." Sakha.

"really? Ara had heard like someone was calling, but Ara didn't know it was you." Shara also explained what she had experienced earlier.

"Ara, when do we meet?" Ask Sakha.

A few minutes Shara did not answer Sakha's question.

"Ara, are you still there?" Ask Sakha again.

"Emm yes." Shara answered.

"Hows it? When can we meet?" Sakha repeated her question.

"Don't come again, otherwise stay. I don't want to be disappointed a second time." Shara ventured to reveal her heart.

"Ara, I promise I won't go again. How can I go if what I'm looking for is on you. Bismillah Ara, the ordinance thing (will you marry me)?" Sakha was straight on her intentions.

Shara was surprised by the question posed by Sakha, her tongue unable to say a word.

"Sakha don't mess with your words, please." Shara still can't believe what Sakha says.

"Send me your home address, I'll come with my parents." Sakha spoke with great courage.

Shara was shocked again, her eyes were now teary. His heart was so happy to hear that sentence from Sakha, he gave thanks many times.

***

The man who is really serious about you, is the man who dares to invite marriage instead of dating.