The Amorous Two Beliefs

ILL

 “Don't you be an unbalanced couple with unbelievers."

The quote from one verse in the Bible that Shara had heard, continued to hang in the head of the twenty-five-year-old girl.

"Even God forbid us to have relationships with unbelievers, Shara! So I'm asking, take care of your heart!"

"Don't keep any feelings for Diftha!"

Beep beeps!

The sound of a fairly loud horn instantly jerked Shara's daydream. The girl even just realized, if the motorbike had gone out of line should have been.

"Geez!" Shara murmured to herself, who daydreamed all the way to Diftha's house. Shara is putting herself at risk right now. Soon Shara returned to the path that was supposed to be intended for two-wheeled vehicles.

The distance from his house to Diftha's house which usually only Shara traveled within ten minutes, somehow this time felt so far away. Shara doesn't seem to get to Diftha's house.

"Red again!" Shara murmured as she again got stuck at the red light. Shara watched the screen next to the traffic light that was counting down.

"Look! You're prettier with a closed aurat."

The impurity in front of Shara, who happens to be a woman wearing a hijab, suddenly reminds Shara of Diftha's sentence yesterday, when the man put the hijab on Shara. Shara's lips instantly revealed a smile as she remembered how sweet Diftha's words were yesterday.

Before Diftha finally found Shara's cross necklace, then the man's sudden attitude also changed. Will Diftha also keep her distance from Shara after this?

What is the problem with different religious relationships?

Some people get through it so smoothly, then why don't Diftha and Shara try it....

“Do not be an unbalanced couple with unbelievers. For what equality is there between truth and iniquity? Or how can light unite with darkness?"

"Amkkhh!" Shara rubbed her own face rough as the sound of the horn re-echoed from behind. The traffic light had already turned green and Shara rushed to pull her motor gas to continue the journey to Diftha's house.

The clock has shown at one o'clock in the afternoon, when Shara finally reached the house of Diftha which looks lonely.

"Diftha!" Call Shara from the front of the fence. Shara slightly looked inside the fence and found the front door tightly closed.

Did Diftha and Gizta go?

But Diftha's car is still parked in the garage, so it's unlikely that Diftha and Gizta will leave.

"Diftha!" Call Shara again and still no sign of the door being opened. Shara finally reached into her phone in the bag and intended to call Diftha alone.

Just as Shara opened the phone, there was already one message from Diftha.

[You came today? Just go in, yeah! The front door I don't lock] - Diftha-

Shara did not call Diftha, and the girl rushed to open the gate. After parking her motorbike in front of the garage, Shara immediately headed to the front door that was not locked by Diftha.

"Diftha!"

"Gitta!" Call Shara as she slowly opens the front door, infiltrates and closes it again. On Sunday Mother Ida did not come because Diftha was off work.

All the window curtains are still closed, as if indicating in the house there is no one. The atmosphere inside the house was also dark because no light was coming in.

"Gitta!" Shara was just about to open the door of Gizta's room, when suddenly there was a sound of objects breaking from Diftha's room.

"Diftha!"

Shara does not go into Gizta's room and the girl quickly turns to Diftha's room whose door is slightly open.

"Diftha!" Shara rushed over to Diftha who seemed to be about to take a glass from the top of the nightstand, but the glass fell.

"You sick?" Shara asked later because she saw Diftha's pale face.

"Just a little dizzy" replied Diftha lirih holding his head. Immediately Shara checked Diftha's body temperature which turned out to be a fever.

"How long has it been?" Shara's question immediately confirmed Diftha's position, then enveloped the man.

"So I woke up still buying breakfast for Gizta" Diftha's story remained in a soft voice.

"You've had breakfast yourself?" Shara asked to make sure.

"It."

"But out again. It seemed to catch a cold," Diftha's voice was already barely audible.

"Ck!" Shara clucked, then immediately cleaned the broken glass on the floor deftly and carried it out of the room.

Not long after, Shara had entered the room again while carrying a new glass and filled with warm tea.

"It's cold, isn't it?" Tanya Diftha whose lips seemed to tremble like a shivering person.

"Drink first!" Shara guides Diftha to get up and sit down. The girl then helps Diftha drink warm tea. Not to forget Shara also turned off the air conditioner in Diftha's room.

"Bang--" call Gizta who is already at the doorstep of Diftha's room.

"A-bang."

"Sa-kit?" Ask Gizta who looks worried.

"Gizta ate that?" Ask Shara again to make sure. Although Diftha said that he had bought Gizta food, Shara still had to make sure that Gizta had really eaten it.

"Su-dah-"

Gizta had run her wheelchair into Diftha's room, then approached the brother who was now lying on the bed.

While Shara had already put the compress cloth onto Diftha's forehead.

"I'll call the doctor, yeah!" Shara asked for Diftha's approval.

"No!" Reject Diftha quickly.

"I take medicine and rest. Later also healed," said Diftha again reassured Shara.

"All right! But you have to eat first" Shara said as she stood up. The girl came out of Diftha's room and seemed to be getting food for Diftha.

"A-bang-"

"Su-ka sa-ma Kak-Cha-ra?" Ask Gizta stammered but full of search.

"We are just friends, Gizt," replied Diftha shrieked who was either heard by Gizta or not.

But it should be so!

Diftha should be enough to consider Shara as a friend and nothing more....

Even though Diftha's little heart felt different!

"Dreaming?" Shara's reprimand instantly jerked Diftha's reverie. Apparently, Shara had returned to her room with a tray of food.

"Where did you buy it? That fast?" Ask Diftha while trying to get up and sit down.

Shara was perceptive, quickly helping Diftha to get up all leaning on the headboard.

"Actually, I had brought food from home," answered Shara honestly who immediately made Diftha's facial expression doubtful.

"Just calm! It's just chicken soy sauce and beef meatball soup."

"The meatballs are also packaged meatballs from supermarkets and chicken is regular cut chicken."

"It's busy cooking it and I dare to guarantee that there's no pork mix in it" Shara said earnestly.

"Yes! We rarely cook pork at home, because usually when we want to eat, we will go directly to the restaurant," said Shara again who immediately made Diftha nod.

"Ma--rigid."

"I-bus---"

"E-nob!" Chirps of Gizta praises the cuisine of Bu Maria.

When Ms. Maria and Shara stayed at Diftha's house the other day, Ms. Maria did cook breakfast meatball soup and chicken soy sauce that made Gizta eat voraciously. So today Miss Maria left the same dish for Gizta.

"Yes! There was still a part for Gizta."

"Later to eat, yes!" Shara instead said to Gizta who immediately smiled.

"I-i"

"There is absolutely no intention to accuse your mother, Sha, of the cuisine" Diftha said as Shara began to cut the chicken on the plate, then scooped it with the rice before continuing to feed Diftha

"It's okay! I got it, you know!" Shara said with a relaxed face.

"Then, my mother and father also had a Muslim employer. So a little bit of mother also know and understand about the rules in your religion," Shara said again while telling a story. Shara's hand remained deftly feeding Diftha, while Gizta had instead passed away and perhaps the girl was also tired of listening to Shara and Diftha's chatter earlier.

"It's over!" Diftha said after some mouthfuls proffered by Shara.

"Newly a little"

"I'm afraid of vomiting again" Sergea Diftha reasoned.

Shara finally did not protest again and immediately ended her bribe to Diftha, and cleaned up the remnants of Diftha's food.

"I'll take the medicine first so you can take it, then get some rest." Tukas Shara then stood up.

Diftha did not say a word and the man only watched Shara who had passed out of his room. Diftha sighed, then closed her eyes.

Why is Diftha's heart so balanced?

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