PREMARITAL

What Is This Feeling?

*be like a diamond, shining in its silence. Show that we have quality value, which in the end we are able to emit the most beautiful rays.

Seeing the development of the era that is increasingly advanced, in this millennial era women seem to race to overhaul their appearance. Even so busy in order to get a "confession", they forget to "appreciate" him.

Not a few who are willing to inflame his body just to attract the word "beautiful" to be attached to it.

What are we really headed for? The happiness of getting "awards" from others?

If honor were your dress, it would last a lifetime, but if it were your honor it would rip quickly. Appreciate everything you have, don't let it be a public spectacle.

Don't make yourself like a moon, which everyone can look at you with nothing covered. Women are supposed to be like the sun, which makes people's eyes bow before they see it.

“Good woman for a good man. And a good man is for a good woman (pomer).” - Surat An Nur 26

Today, many young people want a partner according to the criteria they set. But there are not many who can intropy themselves, they want to have the best partner, but do not try to change themselves for the better.

From now on, try to fix yourself, appreciate everything that has been set for us. Reflect on yourself, do not reflect on others*.

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Sakha and Shara resumed their intention of going around the Town Square, after stuffing their stomachs with a peek. As usual, Sakha always walked in front of Shara with a distance of one meter.

Although not a holiday, but many people who visit there. Shara's steps also occasionally stopped because many of the visitors were just taking pictures along the mosque road to Jl. Asia Africa.

Accidentally someone bumped into Shara's body, making her stagger slightly.

"Eh, I-I'm sorry, Tea." Someone just passed by after apologizing to Shara.

Shara sighed, she resumed her steps that were quite far from Shaka.

"Ish, Akha where the hell is it?" gerutu Shara while circulating his gaze looking for Sakha.

Shara turned to a chair on the sidewalk, and walked over and sat her body.

"It's my feet, '" Shara murmured.

"Teh, by yourself?" greet one of the three young men who are now standing near Shara.

Shara lowered her face, she straightened her body that was leaning on the back of the chair.

"Yes," Shara answered briefly.

"A scared you, Tea? We are good and" said another young man.

Shara felt uneasy, she was about to move out of her place. However, one of the young men came up to him and stood right before him.

"Where's oruh? Here with us!" exclaim that young man.

Shara trembled, she was really afraid of the three young men who seemed to want to disturb her.

"Excuse me," said Shara, but was not reviewed by them.

"When are you in such a hurry, Tea?" asked one of the young men even now dared to block Shara's arm.

"Don't touch me!" shara snapped while clasping the young man's hand.

"Wih, negi ferocious the Teteh." the three young men laughed to see the fear that Shara showed.

"Astagfirulloh, O God help Ara. Shaka where are you?" shara said in her heart, she was really scared right now and for some reason other than asking God for help, Shara actually remembered Shaka and hoped he would come to her aid.

In his fear, he soon gasped with the voice of a very stranger in his ears.

"Mount, Kang. Why call my wife?" sakha asked the three young men in a tone that she forced to sound polite.

The three young men stared at Sakha, without saying anything they passed by leaving the place.

Shara stroked her chest, she now dropped her body on the chair.

"Alhamdulillah" he said.

Sakha looked at Shara's face, which was now clearly frightened, and felt guilty for walking behind her.

Sakha crouched down right in front of Shara, she thrust a bottle of mineral water at Shara.

"Drink first" she asked softly.

Shara nodded, and grabbed the bottle from Sakha's hand.

"Bismillah" he said before drinking the water.

"Sorry," Sakha said in a guilty tone.

Shara looked at the man who was now crouching in front of her, she closed the drink bottle and put it next to her.

"Sorry why?" tanyakanya.

"If the Akha does not go too fast, maybe Ara will not do rich things gini," said Sakha.

Shara smiled a little, somehow every thing Sakha said always made her smile.

"This is not the fault of the Akha, its Ara alone whose path is catapulted."

"Not like that, stand Akha!" exclaim Shara.

Sakha nodded obediently, she stood up and changed position to be next to Shara.

"Ara want some more snacks?" ask Sakha polo.

Shara chuckled, she really liked the plain attitude Sakha always showed.

"What's the other snack, Akha?" shara asked, holding a smile

Sakha for a moment thought, considering what food is indeed famous typical in Bandung.

"Batagor Kingsley, will you?" ask Sakha.

"You, you" Shara answered enthusiastically.

Sakha chuckles at Shara's adorable behavior, and somehow Sakha is once again fascinated by Shara.

"Here you go!" take Sakha and get nodded quickly by Shara.

"Holding Akha's bag strap, let Ara not miss it again!" sakha exclaimed in a slightly melted tone.

Sakha laughed, but he kept following Sakha's orders. His hands grabbed Sakha's luggage strap, now they look like people who are not keeping their distance.

***

Arriving at the destination, they immediately entered and ordered the menu there.

"You what? Batagor, or somay?" sakha asked while watching the menu there.

"Umm, duh Ara wants to try both," Shara replied chuckling.

"OK!" exciting Sakha.

"A', somay is as good as one yah," Sakha pinta told the waiter there.

"Sit there, Ra." Sakha walks to the place she was pointed at and is followed by Shara.

"Akha order both?" shara asked as she placed her body on the chair.

"Yes, we eat it together so we can try both" Sakha replied as she slipped her smile.

Shara nodded in understanding, looking at Sakha who was playing her phone.

"Don't look at Akha, you'll have a crush!" sakha exclaimed as if she knew that Shara was watching her.

Shara gasped, she turned her face in any direction. His face instantly changed to resemble a boiled crab, and was clearly visible to Sakha.

"Ara is beautiful when embarrassed," added Sakha.

Shara was silent, her heart now seemed to have slipped out of place. He tried to be as calm as possible, even though in his heart he was really nervous.

"This is the order, A'."

Sakha averted her gaze as the maid placed a bowl of somay and batagor in front of her.

"Thank you."

The servant nodded, and passed away leaving them.

"Eat, Ra. It was a shame!" exciting Sakha.

Shara clucked, she was really ashamed of being made.

"Bismillah first," added Sakha.

They now eat somay and batagor which is very delicious.

"Great boy," said Shara.

"Let's..." Sakha thrusts a spoonful of somay at Shara.

For a moment Shara was silent, but again her organs could not resist. He opened his mouth, and took a bribe from Sakha.

"Nake too, right?" ask Sakha.

Shara nodded, her tongue swaying agilely to enjoy the taste that the somay had brought.

"Drink here" Sakha offered a bottle of mineral water.

"Drink water, let's be healthy!" imbecile.

"Yes,"

Shara felt treated very well by Sakha, making her heart flutter instantly.

"What feeling is this? Why is it always so nervous around Sakha. O God, You are heart-reversing, do not present feelings that I am not worthy of." Shara prayed in her heart.