
The motor runs at medium speed, driving through the highway that looks so stretchy, accompanied by a breeze that feels from the leaves that move because of the wind.
"If it's legitimate like this, it feels much calmer compared to a boyfriend who has no sacred ties," kafa said in a loud voice so that Salma who was sitting behind could hear what he said.
"Yes, Mas, it feels a lot calmer" Salma said with a fluffy smile on her face.
Salma tightened her arms to enjoy the warmth of her husband's back, a back that will always be there for her.
"Where are we going, Mom?" salma asked as Kafa turned at a speed that was beginning to wane.
"We went to the cafe near the rice field at the end of the road. There it feels cool with a beautiful view that is quite soothing to the eyes, besides the food there tastes so good," replied Kafa.
Salma only smiled at Kafa's reply, in her heart there was only infinite gratitude for getting a husband as good as Kafa.
"The taste is cool, even though it is hot but the wind is cool" said Salma while looking around the cafe which does feel cool even though the atmosphere is hot.
Kafa did not understand Salma's words, he immediately took Salma's hand to walk into the cafe and find a suitable place to tell stories while enjoying the atmosphere of the beach.
The cafe is located right on the edge of the rice field with several saung lined inside the cafe environment.
"We'll just sit at the end of there." Kafa turned to hold Salma's fingers leading him to follow the steps of Kafa who is now sitting in one of the saung there.
"The right place and beautiful Mas," praise Salma when feeling how comfortable saung Kafa choice.
"I will not give anything less than good to you, whatever I give you is the most good and quality thing," Kafa said while priding himself on the praise given by Salma.
"Thank you for everything Mas, I am happy and grateful to be able to match a man as good as you," said Salma with a smile that can melt the heart of anyone who saw him.
"Have it, don't smile like that! if you keep smiling like that, I'll have you wear the veil again" Kafa said, beginning to be possessive of Salma.
"Yes, yes, I won't smile anymore" Salma said, immediately silent before Kafa gave a new rule that makes no sense.
For a moment the atmosphere turned silent, until Kafa's voice was heard again.
"Now tell me how you can ride a racing motorcycle!" Kafa billed a promise to Salma who was now silent, his heart was in turmoil when he remembered the past that felt so bitter.
"Eh, sorry," Salma said with a surprised look on her face, answering Kafa's call.
"I need your story not an apology you shouldn't say" Kafa said.
Salma was seen gathering a lot of energy and calming emotions that had peaked after remembering everything that had happened in the past.
"I once had someone so important in my life, just like Mas Kafa, I loved and trusted him more than anything, even I had a chance to fight my own mother just to maintain my relationship with her," Salma began to tell me, in fact she was confused by what she was going to tell, but she wanted to how else, the promise must remain on the order regardless of the conditions.
"I just want to hear how you can ride a motorcycle, not hear the deepest love you've ever felt before," sela Kafa is jealous of Salma's love confession which she thinks is so deep unlike Salma's love for her at this time.
"This is also included in the story Mas, listen first! Just commented," Salma said with a tired facial expression looking at Kafa's attitude that seemed possessive to him.
"Alright, continue with your story!" Decree Kafa.
"If I tell you Mas Kafa is forbidden to be jealous or protest! because what I'm telling you is just a worthless old sheet, and the past is no longer interesting for me to remember or remember," Salma made a deal before Kafa was angry and jealous of what the kafa was about to tell him.
"Tell me! I'll listen to him without protest" Kafa's message tries to convince Salma that he wants to tell her everything without any hesitation.
"Alright, I'll continue the story, shut up and listen carefully!" Salma gave orders to imitate the Kafa style that usually gives orders to him.
"He was my first and last ex, someone who taught me what love and tears mean, he also taught me how to unwind and feel tired after a day of trading, he also gave me an experience that I will never forget for the rest of my life" Salma said.
"What kind of unforgettable experience is Salma? did you do something bad with him so you can't forget him," Kafa interrupted Salma's story again, somehow his mind can't think positively about Salma.
"I told you, listen to my story! don't interrupt or cut it! what else is bad about me" replied Salma who tried to resuscitate Kafa if he had broken the promise he had made.
"Sorry, go on again!" Kafa prefers to budge from having to argue which eventually makes Salma angry and lazy to continue the story.
"At first I didn't know if he was a racer, rather someone who likes to take part in wild racing, just like what Mas Kafa did, until one day I felt so tired and tired after a day of selling with Mom, I decided to calm down to relieve my fatigue by enjoying the atmosphere around me, but he took me to see his friend and promised me memories that I would never forget, and sure enough, he took me to the racecourse where his friends were waiting, at first it was just delivering it, but over time I was interested to learn and feel the wind that he said could comfort the heart or self that was tired of the gospel," Salma began to tell him everything she had ever experienced.
"Did he teach you in the same position that we were in when we were about to start training?" ask Kafa who again could not resist.
"No Mas, he just said all the parts of the motor along with its function, at first I just sat on the bike until slowly I tried to drive it, and as a result I was able to ride it," Salam continued to tell Kafa what he should know before the prayer knew from others that would surely make him feel much more disappointed.