The Light of Love Salma

Debate In The Morning

At dawn still feels very cold in the dry season, at first Salma did not think if the cold would be as severe as it is today, he wears an ordinary robe without a jacket that should be able to warm him, he said, many times Salma rubs her arms trying to warm up the body which starts to shiver from the cold.

"Are you cold?" tanya Kafa turned his head towards Salma full of concern that was clearly visible on his face.

"Slightly," Salma replied with a smile that looked beautiful in Kafa's eyes.

Without asking again Kafa directly walked into the room and then to the clothes storage, Kafa took one of his favorite leather jackets, the jacket he used to wear when racing wild with his other friends, Kafa took one of his favorite leather jackets, then Kafa went back to the balcony and found Salma giving him the jacket he had brought.

"Wear this!" decreed Kafa.

"Whose jacket is it?" salma asked, staring strangely at the leather jacket that Salma had never seen before, Kafa did wear the jacket only when racing, in addition to racing the jacket became the permanent occupant of his closet, that's why Salma never saw the jacket Kafa had brought for him.

"Of course it's mine, where might I let you wear someone other than me's shirt" Kafa replied with a slightly faint tone that sounded clear on his face.

"I've never seen it Mas" said Salma, who managed to lure Kafa.

"The jacket I use only when I race," Kafa replied spontaneously, he immediately shut his mouth after saying what he said just now.

"What's? racing?" sahut Salma was shocked to hear Kafa's reply.

Kafa momentarily fell silent, he could not continue to cover up what Salma should know, not in the household is not good if there is a secret between the two, Kafa hopes that after this Salma can still accept himself as he is.

"Yes, I am a racer" replied Kafa resignedly.

"What rider? gp motor?" Salma asked again.

"No, I'm a street racer, I've done a lot of wild racing, and that's what I've been doing since I've lived here." Answer Kafa.

Salma stared silently at Kafa with a surprised expression that Salma could no longer cover up.

"Kafa is serious? Mas. Kafa's not lying, is he?" salma asked with a sense of wonder clearly visible on her face.

"I'm telling you the truth, I don't want any lies between us, so I'm telling you everything" Kafa tries to convince Salma.

"What did Mas Kafa get during the race?" Salma began to interrogate Kafa, who was now her husband.

"I only felt freedom and relief in my heart as I drove the bike forward, the sweep of the wind staring at my face always gave me a new sensation that I had never felt before" replied the honest kafa.

"No, all the pain came back," Kafa spoke again after shaking his head.

"If you know that, why do you need to continue?" Salma could no longer hold back after hearing the wild racing that she knew was hurting anyone around her.

"I'm sorry" Kafa is out of words to answer every question Salma asks.

"Do you know Mas Kafa? I used to have a brother, he was my mother's sister, he was so nice and always with me because we were only two years away, he was older than me, I loved her like a sibling because Mom and Dad only had me as their child" Salma momentarily took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, what Salma did seemed to indicate that Salma was currently remembering something very heavy that he had been through before.

"You know Mas, he died from being hit by a teenager who was doing wild racing, really since then I hate those who do wild racing on the highway," Salma continued.

"Our people always race at night and close one road access and keep one person from going through it" Kafa gave a defense of what he had done.

"You think the road belongs to your ancestors and your friends" Salma began to point out that his emotions were provoked.

"Not so Salma, I just told him that our group did not arbitrarily race," Kafa still tried to defend himself.

"Everyone has their own busyness and interests, even if the road has been closed if there are other riders who are in trouble, or is he in a state that makes him forced to go through it even though your friend is already forbidding, because the only road he can pass is the road you use to race how? what the hell are you doing? stop the race or bahaimana?" Salma seemed to be getting more emotional.

"I'm sorry," Kafa finally relented, arguing for free because he was wrong.

"I don't want to hear Mas Kafa race anymore, sorry I don't mean to curb too forbid activities or hobbies Mas Kafa, or, I just don't want anything to happen to Mas Kafa or to anyone else" Salma said, feeling that Kafa won't argue with him again.

"Sorry, I will try not to race again" Kafa could not promise because he may have to race again before his problem with Intan is over.

"I hope Mas Kafa can really leave the racing world so that nothing bad will happen" Salma said while taking chocolate milk made by Kafa, actually he still wanted to force Kafa to let him really leave the wild racing world, actually Salma wanted to make Kafa promise to leave him, he said, but for now Salma does not want to ruin this beautiful calm dawn with a disagreement that might make the atmosphere tense uncontrollably again.

"What do you want for breakfast? today I want to invite the whole house to eat out and you decide what food you want to eat," Kafa tried to melt the atmosphere and divert the conversation so that the tension that had occurred soon disappeared.

Salma was silent for a moment, she was bored and wanted to go for a walk.

"Is there an event here that provides a lot of food that we can go to?" salma asked, he just remembered that today is Sunday, because that's why Salma is sure if in the city like today there must be a certain event or event in the morning.

"In the city park there is a free car day, we can take a walk there, do you want if I take you there?" tawar Kafa who remembers if every Sunday there must be a free car day event that is always held and can be sure if there are many good foods to enjoy.