PREMARITAL

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Today Sakha and Shara spend time traveling around Bandung Square, they also do not miss out on culinary hunting.

"Ara, there's a peek. Wanna?" ask Sakha.

"Byeah" Shara replied.

Sakha walked up to the cilok merchant, followed by Shara.

"Which, sabarahaan cilokna?" sakha asked the cilok merchant.

"The sabaharaen bade?" ask Mang Cilok.

"Five thousand we, two of them."

"Mang, the one don't use pedes well!" shara Pinta.

The cilok trader nodded as he prepared the order, his hand looking smart to put each cilok into the plastic.

"Yeah, Jang." Mang cilok gave an order to Sakha.

"Ten, Mang." Sakha gave a single sheet of ten thousand denominations, "nuhun, Mang."

"His-husband."

"Eat there, yuk!" take Sakha while giving Shara a pack of lizards.

"Where?" shara's index finger leads to a chair that is indeed available around the Bandung Square park.

Sakha nodded, and now they were walking towards the chair that was right next to the courtyard of the mosque.

"Rame very well," said Shara while circulating his gaze.

Sakha was silent, maybe Shara's speech was a code. His eyes were fixed on one empty chair, while the other was seated on another.

"Ara just sit here, let me squat over here." Sakha pointed at the side of the chair.

"The time Ara sat down, Akha squatted anyway," Shara said.

"Ara wants to sit next to Akha here?" ask Sakha while pointing towards the chair.

Shara shook her head, "but Ara doesn't feel good about Akha."

"You continue to not feel good, then the peek is not at dong eat." Sakha began to squat next to the chair Shara was going to sit in.

At first glance Shara noticed Sakha who was enjoying her lick, before long she sat her body on a chair and began to enjoy her food.

"Uhukkk," suddenly Shara chokes.

Sakha reflexively stood up, and sat her body in the chair that Shara was sitting in.

"Why? Choked up? I don't read bismillah!"

Shara stared intently at Sakha, eager to chimed in on Sakha's words but she still coughed.

Akha stood up and ran towards one of the hawkers.

"Mang, this is one." Sakha took out a bottle of mineral water and immediately gave a piece of ten thousand bills.

"A' here's the change" the merchant shouted, but Sakha did not notice it.

Sakha now landed her body back on the chair, her hands unscrewing the bottle.

"Drink," Sakha thrusts the drink at Shara.

Shara accepted it, and immediately upheld the drink.

"Ga read the bismillah again?" sakha asked Shara who was sipping the drink she was giving.

Shara sighed a little long, her throat now felt a little relieved.

"Ara read bismillah!" he shouted in annoyance.

"When?" ask Sakha.

"Before eating and drinking also Ara read, really." Shara puts the drink back on Sakha.

"But just choked," said Sakha.

Shara did not budge, she stared intently at Sakha.

Sakha who understood the meaning of his girlfriend's gaze, immediately chuckled.

"Akha believes, really."

Shara rolled her eyes, turning her face towards another direction.

Sakha was silent, but realized that the distance to Shara was less than a meter. As well as Shara, they look very awkward.

"Sit down" said Shara, still turning her face away. Sakha, who was about to move, now landed her body again.

Sakha looked at Shara who was behind her, this position alone had managed to make the heart of the man who was almost three heads was beating uncontrollably.

"If my relationship with Airin had any clarity, maybe I'd turn to Shara."

Sakha recalls Airin, whom she left with no clarity of status.

"How are you doing now?" murmured Sakha, he suddenly reached into his phone that was in the bag.

His hand activated cellular data, and instantly dozens of messages entered on his phone.

"Airin," said Sakha quietly, but she could still hear Shara clearly.

"Why?" ask Shara.

"Ah, umm." Sakha is ready to answer the question posed by Shara.

"Daughter?" shara's guess is right on target.

Sakha simply nodded, without looking towards Shara.

"Let's just say, that guy has to be gentle."

Shara's words suddenly make the man set his eyes on Shara.

"Akha should tell her what?" ask Sakha polo.

Shara glanced at Sakha, looking at the man who was bowed in front of her.

"Just explain, the reason why he chose to leave when he asked Akha to get married" Shara suggested.

Sakha momentarily thought of Shara's words, evil indeed if he went without giving a definite reason to Airin.

"Pronounce Akha's feelings for her, don't play women!" Shara added her sentence.

Sakha nodded, her hands now dancing on the keyboard of her phone screen.

"*Assalamallaikum, Airin. How are you doing? I hope you're okay. Sorry if I left for no reason, sorry to leave you without any clarity. I love you, but I'm not ready to get married anytime soon. I beg you to understand my reasons." Sakha.

A Send*...

From Aisha r.a., he said, Prophet said, “Married is from my sunah, who does not practice my sunnah, so he does not follow my path. Marry, for I do indeed boast of you over the rest of the people, who have wealth, then marry, and who is not able then let him fast, for indeed fasting is a shield for him.” HR. Ibn Majah.

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"Have you?" ask Shara.

Sakha smiled and nodded, she re-entered her phone.

"Pregnant?" ask Sakha.

"Hemm," Shara replied without turning to the owner of the voice.

"Aren't we going to ask for numbers?" ask Sakha carefully.

Shara looked up, thinking for a moment.

"For what?" tanyakanya.

"For sale" replied Sakha.

Shara sharpened her eyes hearing Sakha's reply. He is often upset by it, but somehow Sakha can always make the annoyance disappear instantly.

"To communicate, Ara." added Sakha.

"Our rooms are next to each other, why communicate via cell phones?" ask Shara.

"That's now. If we're going to split up, how about?"

Shara was silent, for a moment her eyes stared blankly at the direction. His mind was now attached to the question posed by Sakha.

"If we are rediscovered by God, we can be friends again." Shara answered without looking at Sakha.

"If not?" sakha asked in a weakened tone.

Shara swallowed her saliva, she also lowered her face. There was a pain in his heart, he seemed to be looking for answers to what he was currently feeling.

"If not, then God will not let us meet again,"

Shaka was silent for a moment, the answer given by Shara so successfully made his heart ache. He covered his lips tightly, enduring the pain that ran through his chest.

"Oh Allah, am I wrong to ask to be reunited with Shara someday?" sakha's sincere prayer in her heart.