
Dear reader
Love is like a wheel. Sometimes we are at the bottom. As I felt when Ilham chose to leave without fighting for Mother's blessing. Like Jonathan's brother who loves me completely but my heart isn't on him.
Crazy indeed!
It is only because of a Ramadan Inspiration that I persevere with my heart.
Though I knew that at that time Ilham was still swayed with Gita and I.
Wicked as it sounds when I reject Jonathan's sincere love.
But I would be even more evil if I kept this relationship.
Maybe for some of the readers supporting Siti and Jonathan that I did was pretty stupid.
Where there are sincere men, but I choose other figures that make you upset.
And one by one you backed off to hear my story. Just because I don't like Inspiration.
Okay
In the past Inspiration was a annoying figure. Where she left Gita and chose Raisa. But there's all reason. Gita broke the relationship. Though I know Ilham is still trying to pursue Gita's love.
Were the bad humans of the past unable to get a second chance.
A second chance to be better than ever.
And that second chance I gave him. Even though the tests we faced were quite strange.
Without this journey of life, we would not be in position now.
Without this struggle of love, perhaps we would not be at one point of happiness.
Namely
LOVE
...🍇🍇🍇...
After a long journey from Jambi to their car entered the gate welcome to the city of Sarolangun. They arrived at the airport at twelve noon, the distance from the city of Jambi to Sarolangun about four hours and twenty-five minutes. Not to mention they stopped at home eating cross-country makes the trip more relaxed.
At 17:00
Edwar's car arrived in Sukasari village. Some residents also seemed to gather to welcome the arrival of Siti and her Family. Siti's eyes were fixed on the scenery of the village that did not change much. There is no change there, there are still many houses that maintain the style of their ancestors. Some houses are already covered in concrete.
The expanse of rice fields, gardens and fields that are very soothing to the eyes. The atmosphere he had long missed. Siti invited both her children to see the scene. It is a reflection of his childhood with Edwar, Alam and Dinda, as they play in the fields, picking fruit and being chased by the owners of the fields.
If Siti could choose, she wanted to stay in Sukasari. He was already tired of the stifling city life. But what is said as a wife, she will follow where her husband rests. The long breath sounds heavy.
"Welcome back to the village of Sukasari, Ibu Aisyah and Siti."
The chief also welcomed their arrival. Siti also felt touched by the special welcome from the citizens of Sukasari. They were also greeted with a white kitchen dance.
Sekapur Sirih dance is a traditional dance from Jambi area. Sekapur Sirih dance illustrates the sincerity of the local community in welcoming guests. Where the traditional dance reveals sincerity, manners, and hospitality.
In dancing, Sekapur Sirih dancers use traditional clothes accompanied by accompanying music.
One of the young mudi of taruna draped a necklace of jasmine flowers. As a sign of their celebration for the return of Siti and Ms. Aisyah.
"This offering we do as our apology for what happened to you. This apology we do is sincere from the deepest of hearts. We know that it will not be easy to remove the wounds that have been touched in your life.But allow us to clear your name."
Edwar stared cynically from a distance.
"The way they say it. They are good because there has been a large donation to the construction of the village which came from Mr. Adolf. That's why they put a sweet face to Siti. You lickers." Edwar's Whispers on Nature.
Nature was silent at Edwar's words. If this is so, it means that this welcome is not sincere.
"No, honey. Ante was busy again." explained Nature with a heavy sigh.
"Shasa said what, lam?"
"He's his Ina nanyain?"
"Ooooo ... who looks like that Gita, huh?" Nature nodded.
"It looks like your son is very close to his aunt. Uh, it's not that Lia's aunt's sister. Why did Shasa call him.."
"It's not like she's called Oma or grandma. She wants to be called aunty."
"Hahahahaa. He was still young and called Oma. Tengyin dong." It was Edwar who provoked people's gazes.
Until finally Siti and her family in boyong to a house. Siti stared at the house in front of her. The house where he grew up, the first house where his shelter when he first stepped on Sukasari.
A house that has not changed its shape much. It's just that the wooden walls are now replaced with concrete. The terrace as well as their clothesline did not change.
"This house I purposely preserved its architecture. This house has meaningful memories, me, Siti and also Nature grew here. Then I deliberately did not change the home decor.
In this house there is a happy laugh, in this house there are always alone (Edwar stuck into Nature), in this house there are happy cries and cries of sadness."
At 17:58
Adzan maghrib also reverberated. The entire Edwar family also held a mat in the TV room. They pray together at Imami Ilham. Saf behind the Imam was Adolf, Edwar, Akbar and Irwan, while Alam had gone home to Bibi.
While the rear saf there is Siti, Ibu Aisyah, Fatimah and Jihan.
Prayer also takes place with solemnity. After the prayer, the men sit together on the terrace, Siti plays with her two children, while Aisyah's mother, Jihan and Fatimah cook in the kitchen to eat together.
"Mas temenin the twins. I'm gonna help you in the kitchen." Tell Siti.
"Well queen, I'll go into the room first. Are they asleep?"
"Had the king, the princess and the prince seemed exhausted. I'll take you to the kitchen first."
Siti who was about to come out suddenly her hand was pulled into the room. Immediately locked the room door.
"Why is the door locked?" Tanya is still astonished.
Inspiration appeared with a mischievous smile.His hands twisted towards Siti's waist.
"The Queen still remembers our memories in this room?
The Queen still remembers that it wasn't finished at the time?
If we were done at that time, we would get married and not have to separate. If I had finished that night, I would have won immediately and would not have to compete with Jo. If ...."
"If it really happens you don't know how to struggle to pursue the love of a Siti. If ...."
Siti silenced by lip attack from inspiration. His hands were bent towards the head of Inspiration. The second convolutions are getting deeper making Siti even higher.
Siti's hand unbuttoned the Ilham shirt.
Till
Gts .. Gts ....
"Sites .. Ilham ... Dinner is ready ..."
Oweeeeeeeee... Oweeeeeeee
"Fail again" Inspiration only grunted in annoyance.