Single-minded

Beachside

"Good day, Vira!" greeting Azzam softly, Vira looked up at Azzam straight. Vira scrunched his forehead not understanding. The arrival of Azzam never expected.

A month more Vira is in the same country as Azzam. The two were very close, often met. The cooperation between them is the reason Vira and Azzam often meet. But Vira was very cold, never once did Vira warm to Azzam. Even when Arif wants to propose to Vika. Vira does not want to open the veil of her past.

"Good day, please come in. There's something I can help you with!" vira said kindly, Azzam walked slowly into the room Vira.

Azzam spread his gaze across the entire room of Vira. There were not many items in Vira's room. Vira is very simple. Vira has never changed, although now it is easy for him to buy anything as expensive as anything. But Vira is not a glamour person who cares about the opinions of others. One of the reasons Azzam could never forget Vira.

"Thank you for not throwing me out. But it would be nice if we talk outside the office. I came here on purpose at lunchtime. So that I don't waste your precious time!" azzam said firmly, Vira silently lowered her head. Slowly Vira put down the bolpoint she was holding.

Vira picks up her phone, Vira asks Fandi to come into her room. Azzam is still waiting for Vira's decision. Obviously Azzam saw a very different Vira. Vira is not what she used to be. Cold Vira is able to freeze Azzam's body. Immobilize the already very weak Azzam nerve.

"Fandi, cancel all meetings today. Take Fatih home to the main house. Rayyan's there, she wants to see Fatih. I'll be home late!" vira said firmly, Fandi nodded slowly. Vira cleaned up all the files in front of him.

Azzam was stunned staring at Vira, disciplined and resolutely clear of Vira's character. Two attitudes that have taken him so far. Vira managed to become a disdainful leader. Azzam sees Vira taking her bag and car keys.

"We're leaving now, I'll bring my own car!" vira said softly, Azzam nodded slowly.

Azzam and Vira walked together out of the magnificent office of Vira. A small company not worth Azzam's. But enough to make Vira parallel to Azzam. Vira's success has been recognized by many companies. The way Vira thinks is practical and tactical. Many large projects were easily completed by Vira.

"Where are we going?" vira said, right next to his sports car.

"To the place I promised you. But it never happened because of our separation. Today I want to take you to that place. If possible, I want us to use one car!" azzam said softly, Vira shook her head weakly. Then he got in his car. Vira will follow Azzam's car from behind. Until this moment, Vira has not opened her heart to Azzam. Azzam is still Vira's husband.

Vira's car follows Azzam's car, how to drive Vira is not inferior to Azzam. Both cars have almost the same sophistication. Once again Azzam saw the other side of Vira. A change that Azzam never expected. Vira far exceeds the thoughts of those who subvert it.

"Why are we here?" vira said coldly, Azzam stepped slowly leaving Vira. Azzam doesn't care what Vira says.

After about two hours driving the car. Vira and Azzam came to a place far from the city. A village on the outskirts of the city that is still very beautiful. A village far from a modern touch. A very ancient region. Vira and Azzam stopped their car by the sea, which borders the village.

"Sir Azzam, we better be back!" vira said, Azzam did not understand the words of Vira. Azzam turned towards Vira. He saw Vira walking in a stretch of white sand.

Vira looks difficult to walk with heels that are still used. Azzam has since gotten out of the car, taking off his shoes. Azzam walked barefoot on a stretch of white sand. Azzam ran towards Vira. Then suddenly Azzam crouched down in front of Vira. Azzam lifted Vira's leg, put Vira's leg above her knee. Azzam opened the shoes of Vira one by one.

Azzam and Vira dissolve in a beautiful warm blend of beach sand and ripples of sea waves. Azzam walked behind Vira, staring at the back of the woman he loved so much. Azzam was like a bodyguard ready to stand in danger for Vira. Long both of them walk on the sea sand. Vira stopped her footsteps in the middle of the shallow sea. A little away from the beach sand.

Now Vira's pants are no longer wet with small ripples. But the foot of the fence is perfectly submerged by sea water. Vira looked straight ahead. Away stared at the sea as if it was fused with clouds. Before how long Vira looked down, Vira was silent. Vira felt a real quiet heart exist. Empty and empty felt in the middle of the beauty of nature.

"Vira Azza Ifatunnisa, a name I will never forget. Vira the simple girl who knocks on the iron door of my heart. The sound of your soul chanting a holy verse. Like a key opening a heart that I shut tight. It is your smile that fills my eyes and my mind. Ever since I've known you, I've never been afraid of cold nights and dark nights. You are the twilight who is present painting my life beautifully!" azzam said, Vira silently lowered her head.

"Now or five years ago, you're still my little Vira. Although I realize, you are strong invincible. You are unparalleled tough. You are capable without my weak self. Five years of Vira, I lived without a lamp. Five years I've been lonely, without hearing your sweet voice. But the same five years, I held on tight to my love for you. Hope for the coming union. Every ticking second, like a dead clock in my life. I died without your shadow, I lived only with the dream of meeting you!"

"Why did Azzam sacrifice that much?"

"Vira, my sacrifice means nothing. Compared to the tears on your face. Tears of hatred for my family. Tears that slash my body every second. The tears I wanted to wipe, but my hands were as stiff as they couldn't remove them!" azzam said, Vira looked up at the afternoon sky. The orange ink scrape began to spread. Replacing blue with gold ink is full of magic.

"Vira, maybe my love isn't as big as this high sea. But a drop of my love, I'm sure, is able to quench your thirst for faith. My love is not as much as a grain of beach sand, but believe me my love is sincere that is able to warm and touch your deepest heart. Maybe I'm making it up, but this love is real, this longing is torturous. I'm tired of staring at you without being able to touch you!"

"Sir Azzam, things have changed!" vira said softly, Azzam shook his head in disagreement.

"Maybe you're not the old Vira, but your warmth still feels. You changed and I changed too, but our love is the same!"

"Again Vira, let go of the burden you are now carrying. Give me your hand so I can get it back. I'll hold your hand tight. Just so I'm sure, you won't walk away from me!" Azzam.

"Vira, twilight will soon break out. Offering an immeasurable calm. With a bismillah, I want to call you back. Be the wife and mother of my children. Fatih needs you, I expect you. Accept love. I'll be happy with you both!"

"Your family!'

"No family, when only tears are visible!" Azzam.

"I love you!" whispered Azzam while hugging Vira tightly. Azzam held on tightly to Vira.

"Create me, if your love is beautiful!" vira said and final.