The sanctity of Love

32

"Alhamdulillah." Hira heaved a sigh of relief, Ringgo was on a night shift, so the day he was free from the annoying man's annoyance. For two days not going in, Ringgo always came to the apartment.

Time to pick up a mouthful of rice, said Hira girang. This afternoon he wanted to eat a sultry chicken across the hospital like the one that Ringgo usually buys.

"Erfan, why is he still here." Ask yourself when you see Erfan sitting in the park. Hira ventured to get closer.

"Getfan!" Hira looked at the face of the man who was now in a mess like he was crying. The man was surprised to see Hira sitting next to him. "Who's sick?" Ask Hira carefully.

"Bilqis, he was in an accident, had a head injury, is now in surgery." Erfan replied with a trembling voice.

"Innalillah, pray a lot Fan. May God give her healing."

"Ra, what's the worst chance of that happening?" Hira was stifled at Erfan's question, there was no way he would say it at a time like this.

"Hira, answer!" Hira did not budge, her mouth was still tightly closed. I dare not say the worst.

"Is he going?" Erfan asked again, Hira looked for the right sentence to answer him. "Only God knows the age of man Fan, if God wills easy for God to give healing." He said softly, not daring to look at the face of the man who was now staring intently at him. Why is God's scenario like this, when he fell down Erfan who found him, now the opposite.

"Lo tried to comfort me Ra," Hira shook his head weakly.

"Wanna go to lunch? I treat." Hira diverts the conversation, "it takes energy to take care of your future wife. If you're following the pain who's gonna take care of him." Erfan nodded.

"Good, we go. It's close in front of there." Erfan according to following the carefree girl walking by his side, Hira is already better now, Erfan is happy to see that his heart is a little calmer looking at Hira's state.

"Be careful Ra!" Erfan led Hira while crossing the road. "Gue didn't want my head to break like this, your trauma turned back again." Hira's heart warms to hear that, is Erfan worried about her. Astaghfirullah Hira, don't take a chance in narrowness.

Hira ordered two chicken and orange ice. Erfan was waiting for him at the table. "Myan...!" Hira pats Erfan's dreamy shoulder.

"Yes...!"

"Lo doesn't eat in places like this? It's a regular place but it's good." Hira's great-grandson, Erfan smiled. "Lo asked but answered himself, how the hell."

"The reason is that you are silent mulu, ntar my confusion. I'm an obstetrician, not an ustadz who can ruqyah people kesambet." Nausea without sin, Erfan laughed. He said honestly, not joking. "Fan, aren't you stuck? Why laugh at yourself." Tweet again.

"Lo makes me laugh, it's not clear."

"But good if you can laugh." Hira said, while saying thank you to a young girl who came to deliver her hens.

"It's harder to wait until you can laugh and not know Ra, to make everyone panic."

"Sorry," Hira said, "gue doesn't know if my brain sign can be so Fan. So lo ngerepotin and many people."

"Such nicotine even." Erfan smiled sweetly, very sweetly making Hira an excess of sugar levels this afternoon.

"Good, if because it bothers me, you can smile the same I do not get angry. Ngeselin if you are angry you know not. Very males." Erfan chuckled with Hira's honesty. "Lo didn't realize that Hira was more annoying?" Erfan asked in the middle of his laughter.

"So aware of the word Ringgo I sucks, Ressa also says so." Hira smiled indifferently, he liked Erfan to behave like this. But dear husband-to-be people, her lips murmured.

"Ra, Bilqis can recover in two days?" Hira almost chokes on orange ice hearing Erfan's question.

"Gue is not a God who can ensure the healing of the Fan people, Hira is just an ordinary man."

"Obviously it's impossible, no matter how magical it may be, it can't be that fast."

"Hmm," Hira let out a heavy sigh.

"My marriage is two days away Ra, the bride-to-be lying in the hospital. All preparations are done. The invitation has been sent." Hira was only able to listen, whatever was spoken from her mouth would not be able to calm the man sitting in front of her.

"Sounds cliche indeed, but this is how life is. Reality sometimes hits hard on the weak and helpless. But it's actually because of that hard blow that they'll become stronger than ever." Erfan was stunned listening to Hira's words, the girl continued to continue her sentence.

"There is no bad destiny that God has given us, only we as servants who have not been able to receive every destiny from God well."

"The theory always sounds easier than reality. But we have God as a place to return, to complain of all the anxiety that shakes the soul." Hira lowered her head, like she was advising herself.

"Udah pantes not yet if I'm a psychologist." Hira chuckled, "it was just practice. Where might I nasehatin you huh. That's insanely me." Hira continued, his hands began to bribe the chicken geprek with agility.

"Lo can be that wise." Erfan said he bribed his nasi with his hands even though he was not used to it.

"And I said it was just a rehearsal talk up. You're serious," Hira grinned, "lo'll know I'm just mentally ill." He smiled bitterly, "but you have many people who care about you Fan. Whatever happens, never feel alone." Erfan nodded slowly.

"Enak. I just found out there's good food." Praise Erfan while sighing with piquancy.

"As I said. Suitable bag for boarding children." Hira continued, "but not suitable for you, people like you do not pantes eat here."

"Why?" Erfan raised his eyebrows next to wait for an answer.

"Only for the natives." Hira replied casually, Erfan raised both his shoulders a sign of indifference.

"Myan...!"

"Yes..!"

"Whatever happens to your future wife, stay upbeat."

"I can't be sad, I'm an ordinary man." Sahut Erfan wonder.

"Sad you can, but you have to vent your grief on the right person, who really cares about you. Not everyone needs to know what they are feeling. Keep looking strong in front of a lot of people."

Hira paused his sentence continuing to bribe the rice into the mouth. After he finished chewing, he returned to his voice.

"Sometimes a lot of people are curious about us, just because of the kepo, not really caring."

"Is our meeting a fate?" Hira smiled bitterly at Erfan's question. It was fate, but he did not know what God was planning.

"No leaf has fallen except by the permission of God." Hira replied as she finished the last mouthful and glanced at the watch in her hand, still twenty minutes away. Hira has not yet prayed dzuhur.

Erfan did not comment anything, he was amazed at Hira who was so mature at a time like this. Again he saw the other side of Hira.

"Lo want to add?" Hira said pleasantries, fine sentences to end the lunch session

"It's full." Erfan answered briefly and then washed his hands in the sink, Hira went to the cashier. Then walked towards Erfan who was already waiting for him. "Thank you Ra, I'll change. My wallet's left in the car."

"No need to replace Fan." They returned to the hospital, crossing a crowded highway.

"How long have you been working at this hospital?"

"Just two years." Erfan mangosteen sign of understanding. They separated after arriving at the hospital's main door.

"Thanks Ra."

"Your welcome, fighting." Hira clasped his hands to give his spirit, then left Erfan. He walked to mushola.