The Unfinished Love

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Take the time to write you can't, he told himself. Khalilah must be sad because the letter never came. He must be very disappointed in her.

Gibran jolted his head several times into his bed feeling really sorry for what he had done.

Dek, where are you ? Brother wants to see you... Sister kangen....

Then the twenty-year-old man lay down his body and fell asleep with his guilt.

Gibran has been in Jakarta for a week and this is his last day. The plane will take off at seven tonight.

Gibran has been trying to figure out the whereabouts of the Khalilah for a few days, but it seems like the universe has not given them permission to meet.

Before heading to the airport, Gibran asked Mr. Soleh to drive him to the cemetery where Omanya was buried. The clock was almost five o'clock in the afternoon when his car stopped in front of the TPU just as a white Ayla car left the cemetery.

Gibran got down from the car walking towards the stall and bought a bag of flowers for the nyekar as well as a bottle of water then he stepped into the cemetery area.

Upon arriving at Omanya's tomb, Gibran was stunned to find a white lily lying near Omanya's tomb. Gibran said he was trying to find out who knew he was still in the area because the flowers still looked fresh and smelled good. .

Who made a pilgrimage to eat his omanya became a question that filled his head but brushed aside the curiosity Gibran squatted put away the bouquet of flowers slightly shifted to the side of the headstone and he began to sprinkle the flowers he bought in front cemeteries and watering in bottles to the top of the Omanya navel.

"Assalamu'alaikum Oma, this is Gibran coming again to visit Oma all alone because Gibran will return to the Aussie tonight. Oma who is calm yes, Gibran will always send a prayer for Oma in every bow down Gibran. Maybe it will be a long time until Gibran comes again to visit Oma so during that time Oma must be calm and happy there....

Gibran then offered a prayer and ended by reading Alfatihah for his beloved Omanya.

Before moving Gibran put back the bouquet of lilies to the front of the Oma navel.

Oma turned out to have other visitors besides Gibran, unfortunately did not have time to meet. Good yes Oma, Gibran said back to the Aussie," said Gibran softly with a smile on his face and he left eating the woman who loved him very much. Pause near the trash can to remove plastic crackers and empty bottles. Then continued his steps afterwards towards the exit gate of the cemetery site.

Sir please take care of my Oma's grave yes," gibran said to the guard father and tomb cleaner who a few days ago also met with him in front of the TPU while handing a white envelope to the father who this time did not refuse but just smile and nod.

Definitely mas, it's my duty" he replied while still smiling.

"Oh yes sir, there was a pilgrimage to my Oma tomb, who is it?" asked Gibran a little kepo.

"Well, I guess, the time I met was not yes" replied the father.

"Who is he sir?" asked Gibran.

"If it must be Khay, he will usually visit on every date today, three years if he comes always bring a bouquet of lilies on the same date. He came but was in a hurry like never before" replied the father, making Gibran's heart beat.

Today is the date on which Omanya returned to Rahmatullah and the father said for three years, he always came on the same date. Is he Khalilah ?

You don't know that's the name that's often called his friend. Usually go home to school they both shayak to the grave oma mas but because today's weekend so I had seen mbak Khay nyekarnya ga wear ordinary school clothes kayak," replied the father.

Gibran nodded and smiled faintly. The universe may not allow them to meet now. But knowing that his little girlfriend for three years always visited his omens enough to make Gibran sure that his heart was still awake for him.

So now you're called Khay, huh dek? Were you the one who hit brother that day at the airport? You are getting older and more beautiful, the deck, Gibran said in his heart.

Thank you for still taking care of your heart for sister. Brother will be home soon and then Brother will be home forever with you. Let's just say God is still testing how worthy we are for one another.

Khalilah, I'll go home for you... Wait for me...

The next day his graduation was khalila and gita

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Khay !!! We graduated!!," cried Ghea as Khalilah had just reached the gates of their school. Today is the graduation announcement day so Khalilah is a little relaxed going to her school.

Really ?? We pass??," asked Khalilah looking straight at Ghea and her friend nodded in excitement and hugged Ghea's body. The two then hugged while spinning in excitement no matter how many eyes were staring at them.

"Ayoo to the notice board !!," sahut Khalilah after taking off his arms at Ghea and pulling his best friend's hand towards the notice board that was still full of twelfth graders looking for exam numbers and their names.

"Excuse me !! Excuse me excuse me permissioniii!," said Khalilah while asking for a way so that he could stand right in front of the notice board.

Although Ghea had reported their graduation still did not fail without seeing it for themselves, the sensation of graduation was lacking.

Some of the students in Khalilah's slide grumbled at the ponytail-haired girl who remained indifferent to the grunts she heard.

Excuse me woy !! Excuse me, hot water !! hot water will pass!!," Khay still said rusut asking to pass. Ghea who followed behind him could only grimace with the bars of Mr. Bramastya's daughter.

And finally after passing through a lot of grunts and even strokes, the gathering board finally plastered in front of his eyes.

Khalilah pulled out her phone and pressed the camera icon and then she started looking for the exam number and her name didn't care if Ghea was busy showing where they were.

10023xxx KHALILAH PRINCESS BRAMASTYA

Khalilah finally

find his name in a row of numbers plus letters on HVS paper attached to the notice board.

"YES!!," said Khalilah glad that made Ghea