PREMARITAL

Don't Lie

*Sometimes, I'd love to thank the train aisle. On the witness stand, at a time that easily brings us together.

It seems to be true, sustenance is not just material. Sitting side by side with the figure of a woman who even instantly incarnated like a wingless angel in my eyes, was a huge sustenance.

A veiled veil covered her body, clinging gracefully to it. Making all eyes look in the shade towards him, His holy water, seemed to illuminate the look on his face.

Segan, that's what embarrassed me to say hello to him.

Greet the woman who steadfastly keeps her honor*.

~ Sakha Sakti Pratama ~

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Today the plan, Sakha and Shara will tour around the Bandung Square. It feels incomplete if you spend time on vacation, just by lying in bed.

The tidy Shara immediately moved from her place, and rushed out of the hotel room. When Shara opened the door, she was shocked when a man stood up and glared at the horse right in front of the door.

"Astagfirulloh..." Shara put the clap of her hand on her chest so surprised.

"August, Ara.."

Shaka who put on a plain look, greeted Shara with a typical smile of his horse.

Shara clucked irritably, she sometimes felt amused by the silly behavior of her new friend, "Wa'allaikumussalam."

"Eh, Assalamallaikum little fairy." Shaka changed his greeting by saying hello.

"Ckk, Wa'allaikumussalam, Akha always surprises Ara!" shara's grumbling cursed at her friend's ridiculous behavior.

"Hehe, sorry." Sakha again chuckled with her trademark smile.

Shara sighed, she passed by Sakha. The man grazed his non-itchy head, and walked up to the woman who was now walking a distance as usual, one meter in front of him.

"One more thing, don't call Ara little fairy!" shara said without looking at her interlocutor.

"Why?" ask Sakha.

"Ara amused to hear it!" exclaim Shara.

They talked while continuing their steps, until they stopped right in front of the entrance of the mosque in the Bandung Square.

"Where are we going?" ask Shara.

Sakha thought for a moment, then she smiled. Shara frowned confusedly, looking at Sakha's behavior.

"But, I'm beating his gaje!" grouse Shara.

"Gaje?" Sakha knitted her two eyebrows.

"Ga's clear!" exclaim Shara firmly.

"Oh, hahaha. We're going to the twin towers." Sakha passed past Shara who was still gawking at her strange howl.

"Well, how can I be friends with him?" Shara continued to grumble, but her steps still followed Sakha.

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Grand Mosque Bandung, as we see now, there are two twin towers on the left and right side of the mosque as high as 81 meters which is always open to the public. The roof of the mosque was replaced from a joglo roof into one large dome on the middle roof and a smaller one on the left-right roof of the mosque as well as the walls of the mosque made of high quality natural stone. We can use the elevator to get to the roof of the tower.

Now Sakha and Shara are on top of the tower, their eyes sparkling to see the sights of Bandung.

"That's great" Sakha replied, but her eyes did not look the same as Shara's, but instead she looked at the face of the woman who was now standing a meter in front of her.

"Astagfirulloh," Sakha was once again fascinated by the beauty of Shara's face.

"Why?" shara asked when she heard the lafaz Sakha said.

"Ahaha, it's okay." Sakha replied curlingly. Now he shifted his gaze and photographed the scenery that now seemed real.

Sometimes he also takes pictures of Shara secretly.

"Oh yeah, Akha was on vacation here on purpose? Or is there some other business?" Shara started the conversation.

Sakha was silent for a moment, "Umm, Akha actually came here because she wanted to calm down."

"Why? Is Akha having any problems?" guess Shara.

Sakha nodded slowly, she pursed her lips. Maybe Shara is the right person for him to tell stories, Shara also seems like a person who can respond to the problems that Sakha is facing.

"Look, ummm, Akha got married" he said.

Shara momentarily digested Sakha's words, "then?"

"Then Akha left him."

Shara was aghast, she scrunched her forehead.

"Why?"

"Acha... Not ready yet" he said in a weakened tone.

"Is that the reason? Akha's feelings for the woman, how?" ask Shara.

"Akha loves him. But if to live forever with him, Akha has not thought of getting there" Sakha said.

"Well, I can't do that. Akha is male, must have a stand. Don't play with women's feelings like that!" Shara is not in a state of mind with what's in Sakha's brain. For Shara, someone who leaves her partner without clarity is a coward.

Sakha was silent, she took her breath in.

"Akha, don't do anything beyond the reasonable limits right with him?" Shara.

"No, how could Akha commit such a great sin!" his objection.

Shara looked up, "Akha, don't lie?" continued.

"By Allah, Akha does nothing strange!" sakha replied confidently and firmly.

"Alright, let's just say this time Ara believes," Shara said.

"But remember, if Akha lies, Ara does not want to know Akha again."

Sakha was pensive, with ease Shara's words were able to shrink her guts. His heart always did not want to part with a woman who was only a few days in the know.

"Ara can hold Akha's words."

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*I don't want you to be like those I've met before you. And never be the same man as them. Because I've wanted to meet a man who's just like that.

All of them were men who hurt me in the end. What he said would not go would go too. Which won't make me cry even he's the one who made me cry the worst*.