PREMARITAL

Friends One Meter

Sakha clucked in awe at what Shara said while filling out the seminar, she was completely blown away by it.

Without realizing it, it had been almost an hour and a half Sakha listened to the seminar material given by Shara.

"Why is it this time, I'm not tired of attending this kind of event?" muttered.

Sakha continued to look at the woman who was now speaking in front of the crowd, everything she said seemed to calm Sakha's heart.

"That's so wonderful of your creation" the words escaped Sakha's mouth.

"Astagfirulloh, why am I?" Sakha shook her head, she covered her face using both of her palms.

***

The seminar was over, but the participants were still waiting in line to ask for Shara's signature.

One by one, the participants got what they wanted, until one person was left.

Shara smiled, greeting someone who was now standing in front of her.

"You want a signature too?" ask Shara.

"No."

"Then?" Shara scrunched her forehead.

"I want your time" said Sakha.

"I still have to finish this," Shara exclaimed.

"I wait," answered Sakha quickly.

Shara let out a sigh, "Of course, it's up to you."

Sakha waits patiently, occasionally playing her phone to reduce her sense of boredom.

"Old?" shara's question made Sakja quickly turn her head towards her.

"Lumayan," Sakha chuckled.

"Why wait?" exclaim Shara.

"Because I want your time, so I have to wait." said Sakha.

"What do you want?" shara asked as she tidied up her things.

"Friends," said Sakha.

"Friends?" Shara repeated the words of the man who was now beside her, the distance between them was about a meter.

"Yes, as long as I'm on vacation here, I want us to be friends" Sakha said.

"I'm not used to being friends with the opposite sex" Shara said.

"We get used to it, after all I can keep my distance from you." Sakha seemed to know what Shara meant.

Shara was silent for a moment, she was seen weighing Sakha's invitation first.

"One meter as it is now," continued Sakha.

"Yes" answered Shara.

"Alhamdulillah..." Sakha was relieved by the answer Shara gave.

"Why?" ask Shara.

"Thankfully," Sakha's reply irritated Shara a little.

"I know, I mean why do you say all Hamdallah?" shara Tuas.

"Because I can be friends, with a great woman like you." Sakha's words sounded very honest.

"I'm just an ordinary woman, don't judge me too much!" exclaim Shara.

Now he moved from his place, making Sakha frown.

"Why stand?" sakha asked, raising her face slightly.

"You don't see, the seminar committee is clearing its chair" Shara exclaimed.

Sakha turned her head, seen some people who were cleaning the area of the former seminar was held.

"Of course, we're gone." Sakha moved from her place.

"Where?" ask Shara.

"We explore the beauty of this Flower city," said Sakha sebaki walking up to Shara.

A smile rises at one corner of Shara's rancid lips, she quickly walks behind Sakha.

***

The two human children walk on each sidewalk around the Asian African region, occasionally they also talk lightly even with a distance of one meter limiting their space.

"Oh yes, call me Akha" said Sakha.

"All right, Akha." Shara said.

"I'll call you, Ara."

Shara was silent for seconds, before long she nodded her head.

"Ara, there's a couanki, will you?" Sakha pointed her index finger towards yanh at intents.

"Can..."

Sakha and Shara now walked up to the elder brother, and immediately ordered two servings of the canki.

"Mang, two of her, mix."

"Akha speaks sundanese?" shara asked when she heard Sakha who spoke fluent Kembang city area.

"Lumayan, can't you?" Sakha turned around to ask.

"Could, I live in Bogor. There also sometimes speak Sundanese."

Shara placed her body on the mat provided by the merchant.

"Oh, what are you doing in Bogor?" ask Shara.

"Akha went to college and worked there" Sakha replied as she grabbed two bowls of cuanki given by her brother.

"Nuhun, mangg."

Sakha gives one bowl to Shara.

"But now it's graduated," he continued.

"What kind of work?" ask Shara.

"Photo... Bismillah." replied Sakha as she put a spoonful of canki into her mouth.

"Bismillah" Shara also ate her food.

As if they understood each other, they enjoyed the cane without speaking a word.

"If any of you shall eat, read, Basmalah. When he forgets at the beginning of a meal, let him read, Bismillahi awwalahu wa tahu"

(H.R Abu Dawud of Aisha no.3275)

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Shara paused her eating activities for a moment, she reached into her mobile phone which had vibrated earlier.

The look on his face turned sour, occasionally he also wasted his rough breathing.

"Who?" ask Sakha.

"Temen" Shara replied.

"Why didn't Ara pick up?" ask Sakha.

By force, Shara receives her phone call.

"Assalamallaikum, why?" ask Shara ketus.

"Where are you?" ask someone behind the phone.

"Bandung," Shara answered briefly.

"You went there but didn't tell me? Who were you there with?" someone's voice over there was heard rising.

"Do I always have to ask you for permission? You're not my parents!" shara exclaimed, her emotions began to stick out.

"Don't speak in a high voice to me!" snatch that someone.

Sakha presumptuously grabbed Shara's phone, and then pressed the load speaker button.

"Shara, can you still hear me?" ask that someone.

Sakha signals Shara to answer the caller's question.

"Yes" he answered briefly.

"Who were you there with?" ask the caller, again his voice sounded angry.

"Friends."

"The answer is Shara! Don't lie!" snatch the caller again.

Shara was upset, she grabbed her phone back. His hand pressed the red button, a sign he ended the call.

Sakha silently looked at Shara's face as if she was holding back her tears, carefully trying to figure out the identity of the caller.

"Ara why?" ask Sakha softly.

Shara just shook her head, her chest as if it was tight.

"Ara want to cry?" ask Sakha again.

Shara nodded.

"Don't cry, Akha will also cry."

Shara turns to look at Sakha, Sakha's plain words make her smile reappear.

"Well, if that's beautiful, then" said Sakha.

Shara lowered her head, she was still a little annoyed.

"He who? Ara's boyfriend?" ask Sakha.

"No," he insisted.

"Then? Brother Ara?" Sakha's still guessing.

"Ara has no brother" he said.

"Then who?" ask Sakha to give up.

"His name is Adam, he's the son of his friend Umi Ara. From childhood, Umi always told Adam to accompany Ara wherever she went," said Shara.

"Akha thinks he's Ara's candidate."

Shara nodded quickly.

"Why is he yelling at Ara?" Sakha feels dislike for Adam's attitude towards Shara.

"She was like that, if Ara left, I didn't tell her" Shara replied.

"Akha doesn't like him!" exciting Sakha.

Shara was silent, "why?" tanyakanya.

"Akha doesn't like Ara at the snap" he said firmly.

Shara just smiled at Sakha's words, she slightly accepted Sakha's defense. For some reason, his heart felt calm hearing Sakha's words.