
"Thank you!" Say Diftha to the cafe waitress who just served coffee to Diftha and Shara.
Difta immediately regretted the coffee that was still blowing the smoke, while Shara who had ordered iced coffee, was, choosing to play a straw in her glass and the girl still did not open her voice about what she really wanted to talk to Diftha.
"So, what were you talking about?" Ask Diftha who finally started the chat.
"I will be betrothed," Shara replied in a desperate voice and without the slightest glare at Diftha.
"Congratulations then!" Said Diftha who directly extended my hand to Shara, as if the man really congratulated her sincerely. Shara immediately raised her face and looked in disbelief at Diftha.
"The man of your parents' choice must be a good man and certainly a believer in you, Shara," Diftha said again as if trying to toughen up.
"I won't accept that match, Diftha!" Shara said softly and almost without a sound.
"I just love you!"
"I just want to live with you"
"That's not gonna happen, Shara!" Sergey Diftha quickly warns the stubborn Shara.
"Both your parents won't give you the blessing and relationship of different beliefs"
"I will follow your faith!" Replace Shara who cut Diftha's sentence.
"You should be happy, Diftha! You should feel good, accept me, then guide and support me!"
"But why are you against my wishes?" Shara asked who had started to tear.
"Of course I will support and guide you with pleasure, Shara!"
"When you change your faith, it's your little heart that wants it!"
"Because your heart has really been tapped and felt amazed at my religion, not just so that our relationship can continue!" Sergey Diftha was at length which instantly made Shara at a loss for words.
"Yesterday, you can't answer, when I asked if you were right to believe in your heart that God is only one, that is Allah SWT who is childless and unbegotten!"
"You can't answer because you don't believe it yet. You cannot answer because your little heart does not want to turn away from your present religion! The religion that has been in your heart since you were a child, since you were born, and since you haven't known me!"
"Don't push yourself, Shara!" Diftha's advice at length which immediately made Shara sobbing.
"Being a convert is not just saying Asyhadu an laa ilaaha illallaahu, wa asyhaduanna muhammadar rasuulullah."
"It's not like that!" Repeat Diftha once again.
"You must truly believe in your heart, then carry out all that a Muslim is obligated to do and do it with all your heart!"
"Religion's not a game, Shara! So is a wedding!" Said Diftha again to Shara who remained silent.
Diftha himself took a deep breath, after the man gave advice to Shara. Diftha then grabbed the tissue and stretched it out to Shara to wipe the girl's tears.
Shara stared at Diftha for a moment, before receiving the tissue proffered by Diftha. The girl then wiped her own tears. Shara then continued to sip iced coffee which since just a jumble.
"You must accept the arranged marriage your parents planned, Shara! Perhaps that is indeed the answer to all this impasse," Diftha's advice that immediately made Shara look back sharply at Diftha.
"I won't accept it," sis Shara still stared intently at Diftha.
"Shara"
"I won't change my mind, Diftha!" Cut Shara fast.
"I just love you and until death I'll just keep loving you, Diftha!"
"So I will do anything so that we can be together, and so that I can marry you!"
"I'll prove it!" Shara's head while pointing at Diftha. Shara then immediately passed from the presence of Diftha and also from inside the cafe. Still Diftha can see from the cafe window, Shara who stopped the taxi, then got into the taxi and left the cafe.
"Why are you so stubborn, Shara?" Diftha muttered not understanding. Diftha then rubbed his face repeatedly, before continuing to sip his coffee until the toilet was not there.
After fifteen minutes, Diftha finally got out of his seat, then went to the cashier to pay for the order. Just as Diftha finished receiving the change, the television screen in the corner of the cafe suddenly displayed a breaking news.
"Breaking news!"
"A successive accident involving dozens of vehicles of various types, has just occurred on the southern ring road. At the red light at five. Allegedly, the accident occurred because a container truck that had a brake blong, then hit a number of vehicles that were stopping at a red light."
"Follow the amateur video."
Diftha momentarily fell silent as the two neutrals focused on the amateur video showing a ravaged road condition, where many vehicles were scattered, then several taxis and private cars were also rattled and badly damaged.
A moment!
There were two taxis like him in the amateur video just now, and wasn't that the way to Shara's house?
Shara left the cafe and took a taxi....
"It is not known exactly how many victims died from this consecutive accident because at this time all teams are focusing on evacuating the victims who are still partly trapped in a badly damaged vehicle."
"Let's watch amateur videos once again after the accident!"
The video is back playing and this time Diftha tried to pay close attention to the vehicles that are shuffled. Diftha was looking for clues.
Ting!
A message that went into Diftha's phone, instantly made the man flinch. Diftha then checked the message from her office chat group containing a video of the same accident as on television. Only difference, the video on Diftha's phone there is not censored as much as on television.
Diftha watched the video on her mobile phone carefully, until when the camera glared at the body of a woman who had just been taken out of a taxi, Diftha's hand reflexed the video.
Diftha repeated the video again, then watched carefully, the woman who is now being put on the open tub car.
The clothes worn, then the pants worn, the jacket and the bag....
"I just love you and until death I'll just keep loving you, Diftha!"
"I'll prove it later!"
Diftha was silent for a few seconds before then the man's lips murmured in disbelief,
"Dear!"
"No way!!"
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