The Halal Love

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The rain was still fluttering, even this time the intensity was heavier than before. At 16:00 Nisa, Samuel and Kahfi arrived in Bekasi. The streets are not too crowded, maybe because of the rain that fell since the morning, people become reluctant to move outside the house.

Samuel pulled the car over the shoulder of the road. Nisa is talking to Kahfi over the phone. "We're going into that hallway." As soon as she hung up, Nisa instructed Samuel to turn the car into a hallway that was not so wide, but not too narrow. It can still be passed by the car.

Inside the hall was lined with houses that were almost the same shape. Make anyone who passes it can guess, that the place is a boarding area.

Samuel focused on driving and followed the car in front of him. As soon as the car turned south, Samuel no longer saw the road through which the car could pass. There's only a dead end.

Kahfi got out of the car, trying to ask the people around. Nisa was just observing in the car. Samuel prevented him from coming out on the grounds of rain.

Nisa rushes to open the windshield of her car when Kahfi arrives in a hurry. "Askar has long since moved from here."

Nisa knows who is called the Soldier. The man who ruined Alila. He had no idea where the man was taking Alila. Rainfall that never subsides adds to the eternal.

"Have you tried checking oake gps from the phone?" This time Samuel spoke. The man tries to think logically, because he is the only person who is not having feelings of anxiety at this time.

Kahfi seera reached into the bag of pants, then opened the phone with a quick movement. "Bekasi, sunan giri area?" Kahfi frowned.

"Where, Mas?" Nisa, who had been waiting, demanded an answer from Kahfi.

"In the sunan giri area." Kahfi gave her phone to Nisa. In maps it is stated that the existence of Alil ag

*****

"I've been looking for you this whole time."

Alila raised her face. He looked at the man in front of him with a glare. The man did not change much, just a little whiskers and sideburns that made him look a little mature.

"Where have you been?" He reopened his voice.

Alila's not budging. He tried hard to keep his tears from falling in front of the man.

Reuniting with the Army was a nightmare. He would rather stay up all night than have that dream come into his sleep. But a speck of consciousness in his heart that makes him here now. Sitting face to face with Soldiers, in the living room of a house that is not so spacious.

"How's he doing?" Soldiers still aggressively throw questions, even though Alila is only silent. The man looked at Alila with a soft look.

"What do you mean you told me to come here?" Alila finally opened her voice.

Soldier bowed, his hand holding a beard. "There's still nothing that's not finished."

"What?"

The soldier twisted his body, staring at Alila completely, "Sorry." His voice is sincere. Anyone who heard it would feel pity, but not with Alila.

The girl laughed bitterly. "If an apology can bring back my old life, then I'll accept your forgiveness." Alila's voice was shaking. The cold because his clothes were wet until they started to dry half, making him shiver.

"I'm not running away from reality. I want to be in charge at that time." Soldiers defended themselves.

"You think your depraved deeds can be solved only with your accountability?!" Alila started to ride. Heart hurts. Wounds that are still wet feel like they are washed back.

Soldiers moved closer, narrowing the distance to Alila. He tried to grab onto Alila's shoulder to calm her down. But instead of feeling calm, Alila just brusquely brushed him off.

"Alila, at that time I was caliph. What do I have to make up for my mistakes? I also volunteered to be responsible you didn't want to."

Alila smiled in anguish. "Fuck with responsibility. I ask that everything I have lost at this time be returned. You can?!"

The soldier held Alila's wrist, and the girl brushed him off again.

"Now what do you want?" The tears that fell were countless. Alila tried to gather as much oxygen as possible, but it still seemed crowded. Being in touch with things related to her past is always painful.

"Give me a chance to make amends." The soldier looked at Alila, his eyes were fixed, but to Alila, it was like a sword that cut open the wound in his heart.

"Married to me, Alila."

Alila wiped away the tears using the back of her hand violently. "I don't want to." Alila stood up, about to leave the soldiers. But Soldier pulled his arm violently, until Alila again crashed into the sofa.

"After all, the boy needs a father!" Soldiers shouted, his eyes reddened.

Alila momentarily nodded. He had never seen a soldier like this. As long as he knew Soldier, the man was so gentle with him. Even when Alila chose to leave her first, Soldiers never scolded her.

One by one the tears fell on the cold surface of the marble floor. Alila's memory is twisted on the incident 2 years ago. There's an inflamed pain in there. There is pain that cannot be defined by words. With quivering lips, Alila tried to utter a sentence she hated so much, "He's dead."

Soldiers froze in place. A cloud out there can't beat the cloud in his heart. It was as if he was screaming at himself.

"Since when?" Lirih. "When has Alila been?!" That shrill voice turned into a snatch.

Alila tergugu's. This was the reason, why Alila hated her past so much. He lost everything. Even children who should get affection from a mother, are reluctant to settle with her.

"You killed him?!" Soldier's voice boomed. The swift rain that hit the roof did not have the slightest effect to dampen his screams.

Alila clenched her hands tightly until her knuckles turned white. His heart was so painful, an incredible storm was hitting in there. He doesn't like to be called a killer, he never likes.

"I bsuksans a killer!" Shouts screeching. He fell down, his feet teraaa like jelly, limp and felt unable to stand.

Soldier shuffled his hair in frustration. His eyes were reddened, either holding back tears or anger. "Then why did he die?" The man crouched down, aligned his position with Alila.

Alila's shoulders trembled, her hands cold. The girl was crying hysterically while hugging herself. "All my fault. It's all my fault." His pale lips continued to mutter those words.

The soldiers took Alila into his arms. This time Alila did not have the strength to refuse, she just decayed in the arms of the Army.

"Go as far as possible." Alila struck the chest of the Soldier with the remnants of his strength. "Never show up in my life again."

Soldiers clasped Alila's hands. He kissed both palms. The warmth coming from Soldier's lips warmed Alila's hands.

"I'm not leaving you."

"I don't want to live with you." Fizz Alila.

As if she had just woken up, Alila stood up. Brusquely brushed aside the sturdy arm of the Soldier that coiled around his waist. "Far from my life!" Shouted Alila.

Soldier shakes. "No." He laughed. Laughter is bland, it doesn't mean anything.

"There's no reason to make you settle down."

"How about I say, I love you? Despite the sense of responsibility, I really love you."

Alila laughs. That laugh sounded scarred. "Is there still a meaning to love for someone who has already broken the person he loves?"

"How many times do I have to say 'Sorry'?!" The soldiers shouted back.

Alila looked at the bitch. Not one shudder at the cries of the soldiers. "I don't need your apologies. And remember, I don't love you!"

Soldier approaching. Locking Alila's movements. His eyes stared intently, as if he was about to skin Alila alive. "It doesn't matter if you don't love me. Because I don't need your consent to love you."

Like a starving lion, Soldier brought his face close to Alila's face. His gaze focused on the brown bead of Alila's eyes that was still staring nyalang.

Soldiers held their hands against Alila's cheeks. He continued to herd Alila, until the girl's back hit the wall. "Love can grow after marriage."

Alila tried not to falter. His body stiffened as the Soldier brought his lips closer. The man locked his movements. Now, there was no longer a barrier between himself and the soldiers.

Soldier's lips touched the surface of Alila's ranum lips. As powerful as Alila tried to rebel. He shook his head to the right and to the left. The air was cold this time. Alila desperately gathered all her strength, then pushed back the Soldiers. Once successful, he slapped Soldier until his hands felt hot.

"Bastardly lo! I never liked you! Because my life is ruined. My family, my boyfriend, and my baby, are missing one by one. I often dreamed, if I had never known you, then my life would not be as intense as it is today. You took everything from me. Gje hates you. Shucks." Alila laughed on her side. "Eso much like the same? Don't dream."

The soldiers tried to get closer. But Alila quickly took a vase of flowers, then threw the vase until it broke apart on the floor. Alila picked up the fragment, then picked up one of the fragments and threatened the Soldier not to walk closer.

"Gue never liked you! The only person I like is Samuel. But because of you, I had to force Samuel to leave my life. And now, he hates me more than anything. And yes, remember, I never killed that baby. The baby died in the womb because I was under stress. I even had the initiative to kill myself, but I remember, I am not alone, if I die, the child who is not bedosa will also die. And because of that thought, I undo my crazy intentions."

"So please, stay away from my life. Don't ever show up again. Because there's nothing else that binds us."

Alila turned around, about to exit through the main door. But his intention was to break. He stood while his gaze focused on the man standing on the terrace.

The man looked at her with an unreadable look. With a rowdy step, Alila walked over. He looked at the figure with a longing look. If this is a dream, then please, never wake him up.

"Sam." Alila muttered the name. A name that always danced plundered his mind all this time.

Seeing Samuel who was not avoiding him as usual, Alila rushed towards the man, hugging him tightly. Alila longed for the warmth of Samuel's field chest as she hugged him.

Samuel stood. Not in reply Alila's embrace. Something lost feels like it's back. But somehow, the tightness never goes away, it gets worse. All this time he had misjudged Alila. He thought Alila was a depraved girl who would willingly fuck any man. In fact, he was wrong. Alila is a victim. During this time he bore a lot of the burden of suffering that he kept alone. Now, it is he who feels stupid.

*****

Nisa fell silent without a wiggle as she saw Alila hugging Samuel. Alila hugged Samuel? Alila hugged the man who just a few days ago expressed feelings for her? The man who had even visited his house and was determined to convey his goodwill to Abi. Is it wrong if he is feeling hurt right now?

Alila seemed both rowdy and comfortable in that position. He hugged her even more when Samuel stroked her back gently. The girl's voice sounded occasionally.

From a short distance away, Kahfi glanced at Nisa who was observing Samuel and Alila. It was clearly a disappointed stain on the face of the girl. Like understanding the situation, Kahfi invites Nisa to leave the place, after making sure that Alila is safe with Samuel.

Nisa walked over gontai, upon entering the car, the girl did not show any expression. His gaze was blank, his usual lips curled that smile, this time completely clenched tightly.

Even during the whole day Nisa was silent. Not a single sound escaped his lips. His eyes focused on the street across the window, but his mind was far away.

"Son, are we going straight home?"

There's no answer. Nisa was still busy with her thoughts.

"Sina!"

As if just sucked in by reality, Nisa regained her senses. This time his eyes looked at the man who was driving the car beside him.

"Why?"

Nisa shakes. He was breathing rough.

"What does this have to do with Samuel?"

Hearing the name mentioned, his heart felt pinched. But his logic still worked, he shook his head in response.

Nisa beristighfar's. Remembering the incident, where he himself saw how much Alila loved Samuel, and the eyes of Samuel who could not lie. The man still loved Alila as well. Anyone would see that.

It was like a fire was burning his heart. Nisa tries to win herself by chanting dhikr in the heart.

Nisa chooses to go home with Kahfi. The man swiftly brought Nisa home even though the girl did not ask for it. Although he did not know what was the relationship between Nisa and Samuel, but he certainly realized one thing, they were not just ordinary partners.

*****

Alila glanced at Samuel timidly. The man's gaze was straight ahead. It was as if only the street caught his attention at this moment. The rain out there has subsided, but still leaves the cold. Coupled with AC which temperature is somehow, but feels piercing the skin.

Alila was still wearing her damp clothes. Sometimes he shivers. But his feelings warmed, seeing Samuel who no longer refused his presence. Even the man was willing to take him home and greet one car the same.

Alila cleared her throat throwing off the awkwardness. "Sam." Call her timid.

Samuel did not turn his head, his focus was still on the road ahead. Suddenly the vehicle changed. What had been moving naturally, this time was at the normal limit.

Alila until crashed backwards because of the speed added suddenly. He glanced at the numbers listed behind the wheel, 100 km/h. "Sam. The melanin!" Alila tries to stop Samuel's crazy actions. Instead of being lowered, Samuel just increased the speed. Alila gripped the seatbelt firmly. Seeing the vehicles in the hull brutally by Samuel made his adrenaline like on the runway. He closed his eyes tightly.

Samuel glanced at Alila. He pulled the car over the shoulder of the road by braking suddenly to cause a squeak that tickled the ear.

Samuel's breathing was hunting, his chest was tight. He shuffled his hair in frustration. Then put your face on the wheel.

Alila was still trying to neutralize the thump of her heart that was beating crazily. How not, a few seconds ago his life was at stake due to the crazy actions of Samuel.

After feeling calm, Alila tried to see what happened to Samuel, "Sam." Call her.

The man did not flinch.

Alila tried to touch Samuel's arm slowly. There was no reaction either. "Sam, are you okay?"

Samuel raised his face slowly. His eyes were red, his expression could not be read. His sharp eyes stared at Alila. "Why haven't you told me everything from the beginning?" Weak question.

Alila held back her cries to not explode right then and there. Samuel had spoken to him using the word 'I am You', which meant that he was no longer in control of emotions. The taste of haru rippled in his heart.

"I hate this situation. You make me look like a fool."

Alila held Samuel's hand. A single tear escaped from his eye. "sorry. I just didn't want to put you in a daze at the time." Alila said softly.

Samuel lowered his head, then ventured to look at Alila. Seeing the weak highlight of the girl made her heart throb pain. How much suffering has he endured so far? Samuel shuffled, bringing the girl into his arms. It was as if letting go of the longing he had desperately put away. But one thing stuck in Samuel's heart right now, his mind was on a girl who was currently with another man. A girl who prefers to go home with the man on her appeal.

Alila felt her burden that she had been carrying alone lifted. Samuel hugged her. He even kissed Alila repeatedly on the top of his head. There was something in Alila's heart that was cheering. And yes, it is true Nisa said of the word of God which she recited the other day. After hardship there is always ease. Today Alila witnessed for herself how fair God was to her.

*****

Sarah plays her ballpoint, knocks it on the table. His mind was far away. He was thinking, how to pay UKT for the next semester. His salary this month is only enough to finance the school of Arini, his sister.

Since becoming an orphan, Sarah took over the duties of both her parents to be the backbone to support her only sister. Sarah's parents had a plane crash 5 years ago.

At that time his parents were going to Pangkal Pinang for a job. They boarded the flight Route Jakarta-Pangkal Pinang. However, the aircraft lost control over Karawang waters.

From then on, Sarah's life felt like a flip-flop. Everything's changing. Living without parents and having to finance the necessities of life and education of his sister is not an easy thing. Although Sarah still has other families, such as Pakde and Budenya, but she does not want to trouble them. After all, they also have their own families. And it would be very different if Sarah and her sister hitchhiked there.

"Employees here are paid to work. Not a daydream."

Sarah gasps when a baritone voice suddenly enters her sense of hearing. How shocked he was, when he looked up at the face of his boss who was staring at him with a gaze as sharp as an eagle. Sarah felt like she was going to be cut alive.

Sarah swallowed hard. "Ma.sorry Sir." Her speech.

"You remember. Company money is not to be squandered for free for lazy interns." The tone of the voice was cold, as cold as his attitude. Many employees consider the boss to be fierce. Not infrequently also called the 25-year-old man as 'The ice prince' because of his attitude that is so cold and firm.

Sarah nodded. But in his heart he was cursed. It's good that the man calls himself a slacker. How well did he know Sarah? All Sarah did was daydream, not sleep at the desk. After all, Sarah's job is done, even she has almost asked permission from the superiors on her team to return to Campus. But it seems like an absurd rule that says that point 1, the boss is always right. Point 2, if the boss is wrong then return to point 1. Feelings Sarah wants to plash the head of the person who has made the rules ngawur.

His boss turned around, was about to return to his room, but he stopped his steps. "And remember, never again call me 'Father.' You're making my age illegal." He just said that. Things Sarah thinks aren't important. After saying that sentence, his boss passed by.

Sometimes Sarah is unsure, can feel at home working in a company whose boss is as cold as igneous rocks in the North Pole. Sarah had never once been in contact with her boss. This is because Sarah is just an intern. His boss rarely visited his room. But somehow, after more than 6 months Sarah worked at the Company, this was the first time her boss visited the intern. Feeling that the thought was unimportant, Sarah shook her head. Why also think of the ice man. More now he is getting ready to go to the campus. In two hours, the class will begin.

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