The Hurt

Your Smile Salsa

“Sal, I love the same lo,” said Rio.

Salsa stopped running. The sands he stepped on he felt more and more smooth and like he wanted to suck it alive. Salsa turned around and looked at Rio inside.

Silent. Only the waves fill.

After trying to digest Rio's sentence deeply, Salsa took a deep breath and said firmly, “No can.”

The twilight above them was like a collapse. At least that was how Rio felt. Rio asked, “Why?”

Salsa looked at Rio even deeper, like wanting to figure out what Rio was thinking so Rio could say that. Then Salsa shook her head. “Lo can not love me because we are different.”

That again. Again the reason Salsa is ‘because we are different’.

Salsa was probably a devout Muslim, and Rio was a Christian. But Rio did not understand why Salsa had never tried to love him before deciding.

“Why don't you ever try to love me?” ask Rio.

Salsa sits on the sand. You don't have to run if you want to get tired. Just talk to someone as frontal as Rio if he wants to rest and sleep, then wake up next week so that his fatigue is gone.

“Why don't you ever try to love me?” rio asked her question again. Suddenly the wind blew, making the loose light blue t-shirt that Rio was wearing like flying.

“Gue is also dear lo,” said Salsa. “But you don't understand if we are different.”

“Gue knows,” said Rio while sitting next to Salsa. “Gue really understands how you worry if we continue our feelings.”

“My mom used to be Christian,” said Salsa trying to explain everything. Although he realized that his explanation was not important now. “Mama expelled from her family. I don't want the dark history in my family to repeat.”

“What do I need to do so I can get lo?” rio asked. “Efforts to decetin Nyokap lo with his family? That?”

Salsa shook her head firmly. “If you want to be with me, move to Islam. Next we have no more problems.”

Rio gasp.

Moving to Islam?

“Gue also can not,” said Salsa. “Gue can't sacrifice. You can't either. And forever if we keep believing, we'll never be together. Why do we start with unity but eventually we will part? It's just a heartache, Ri.”

Rio clasped Salsa's hand. “We try first. We can definitely.”

“Optimis same fantasize it different thin, Ri,” says Salsa. “This issue we can not face with ‘try-try’. We need to know where we're going. We have to know all the risks and we have to be ready with everything.”

Rio was speechless no more. He could no longer persuade the most stubborn girl he had ever met.

“Lo should learn thank Raisa,” says Salsa slowly. His grasp on Rio's hand he was strengthening. “Raisa dare to sacrifice for you and I will never be able to kayak him.”

“He's one belief with me,” says Rio. “He sacrificed nothing for me.”

“Maybe now not,” reply Salsa. “But later definitely yes.”

Rio glanced at Salsa beside him. Rio thought, “For what am I with Raisa while my heart is the same lo, Sal?”

Salsa, who was aware that Rio glanced at her from earlier, immediately lowered her head. Suddenly Salsa stood up, then thrust her hand at Rio to help Rio stand up.

Rio looked up at Salsa.

Long hair on his back. Her dark brown eyes. Her lips were split in half and her face line was firm. Everything blends beautifully under this twilight.

Salsa smile. “Come, I help you wake up. We play again.”

Although Rio's heart was crying, if he saw Salsa smiling, he would never be able to let out those tears.

Salsa ran again on the sand. He let Rio be busy chasing after her with full of laughter.

Let. Let this love not be united.

Origin Rio could still see Salsa's smile in the later times.