There's No Saying Dear

Kang Driver Hardly Picking Up ... Woi Plot

"Why just shut up?" tanya Light, looking at her husband.

"It's okay to forget" he replied.

The phone on top of the drawer rang. The light takes then binds it.

"Hello, hello Akak, hear no?" yelling from the phone, which makes Light keep the phone away from his ears.

"Yes, I heard your voice, baby!" answer the Light, while chuckling.

Looks like the rounder will protest.

"Son, why didn't Om pick me up?"

The sky heard the protest from Beautiful.

Because the light amplified the sound of his phone.

"Om, she's studying baby!" Chortled the Light while looking at the young man who was still standing beside him. While holding a calendar. The sky looked at his wife confused, he did not feel that he was studying anything.

"learned? What did Om learn?" ask Beautiful.

"Not much, it's just learning the mesh ..like grandfather!" The light held his laughter. As for the young man, looking at his wife sharply

"Wah ..I wonder how Om walked like a grandfather. Definitely cut bingit!"

"Don't listen to me! Can! I don't want to be a grandmother. He can't stand up, you know Can. I can't get through the stairs, Can's horror!" sahut Sky, seductive Beautiful. The round-faced girl must have wanted to come to Raharja's house.

The light that heard her glare, her husband loved to take revenge.

"Are Akak and Om playing? I want to come .. I'll be the doctor. Akak and Om, will be the patients." Beautiful even makes the couple look at each other, then shake at the same time.

"You mean we're gonna be old?" ask the Light, they have not met for a long time. They're just calls.

The Light and the Sky heard people chuckle.

"Cut Brother! Why laugh, like that. What kind of elderly person?" ask Beautiful.

"Black, you're home" said Cahut enthusiastically, has been almost a month of Acehnese youth in Jogja.

"Just this morning, maybe back tomorrow afternoon!" answer the young man.

"Emmm, I miss you so much!" Smiling light.

"I miss you more" said Black who imagined the look on his face Sky.

"Beautiful, Om misses you," said the Sky who did not want to lose with the boast of Light and Black.

"All right, um just relax, I'll go to the house om! later in the afternoon," Beautiful's reply made Light and Black laugh.

"Looks, Beautiful is more attentive than you are Black!" light Kekih.

"I think," he said.

"Wait a minute, what elderly? Cut Abang hasn't answered him yet," a pretty protest the couple could hear.

"Aged, yes like Mbah Raharja!" black replied.

"Well, beauty is going to Raharja's house, wait!" says Beautiful.

"Assalamu'alaikum!" The girl ended with a greeting.

The new couple looked at each other, Light remembered the diary Mentari had. The woman looked at her husband flat.

"Have you ever betrayed anyone?" ask Light with an expression that cannot be guessed.

The sky was silent, why was his wife so strange. And ask something that there is no origin of discussion about it.

"Squeen!" sky said, looking in another direction.

"I'm just asking," said Light nyolot.

As the sky left his wife, the young man chose to stand on the balcony alone.

Yep! I betrayed someone, I hurt him. Because I betrayed the promise of friendship.

The light that was inside the room, he started to read the diary back.

I can make peace with my destiny. I try to accept the fact that I will not be leaving the world for long. I have no problem with this, basically every living being will surely die and meet the Creator. I don't want to be at the end of my life just pondering and grieving. Moreover, to blame the destiny that God loves, not worthy of a servant to blame his God, is damnable. For a month in Indonesia I have lived this life in peace. I'm not the kind of person who likes to stay at home. When I was in Indonesia I decided to become an adventurer. I explore this beloved country with happiness. Sometimes I also participate in social service with the Anmufis community! Anmufis is short for young man fisabilillah. The community is in Bandung. By meeting them I can forget ..if I age soon.

^^^^^^^

The light turned the sheet, I don't know how many sheets that Light read.

For almost two months I joined the community of Anmufis, once a week we gather to discuss remote places in this country. The goal is to establish social service there. Every week we meet, every time there are young people who join this community. But tonight, I won't talk about social service with my friend. I'm going to talk about someone. He's very friendly, his dark skin and his height, I think it's okay.

He is not a native of Bandung. He said another area.

The light opens a new chapter of the book.

Five months passed I joined this community of Anmufis. I didn't think I was in love with that dark-skinned man .. I never really thought of loving someone back after Bumi's sister.But ... I'm just a human being who has a passion. His name is as good as his behavior. During the four months we were very close, so deketnya we told stories like a long-time acquaintance. He always told me about his best friend. I just became a good listener. Sometimes I also tell Ajil to him, he always smiles when I tell him about his childhood with Ajil. I miss that little friend of mine. I haven't communicated with Ajil in a long time. Somehow I'm praying you'll be good Jil. All right, I want to talk about him, the dark man.

This morning we met, he and I were sitting in long chairs under an inflammatory tree. That morning I started talking to him.

"Is there no story about your best friend, anymore?" my question is, we're sitting in a long chair. But we keep our distance, he really appreciates me. It could be because of my clothes, this shar'i.

She who heard my question, she smiled knotty.

"I think you're hooked on my story" she laughed.

"I'm just asking, what are we always talking about. We never discuss anything else, other than our best friend," I said as is.

"I like your attitude, no pleasantries." He answered what it was, but why did my heart beat so hard.

"Well, I'll tell you about my best friend. I spend a lot of my free time with him. Sometimes we climb mountains together, I never thought if me and him could be best friends," he said smiling, the dark man always smiling when he told me about his friend.

"Every night we would hang out together, sometimes I accompanied him to his father's workplace. His father worked as a building foreman. My best friend loves her height, she's a woman, but there's no fear. He loves to challenge the adrenaline. He loved the martabak I made, I always laughed when he ate the martabak I made, how not. His tooth was always stuck in a brown message. When I laugh he will pout. It makes me have to hold back my laughter" said he who shook his head when he told me about his best friend. I heard only a smile, so I wanted to meet the tooth that shakes.

"Why should you hold back the laughter?" aska I want to know.

"If I don't hold back my laughter, he'll be angry with me. But you know what not?" ask him while glancing at me.

"What?" ask me who wants to know.

"I'll laugh out loud, when I'm in my room. But he always messaged me, swearing at me if I was laughing at him. I thought he was a fortune teller," he chuckled.

"Maybe it could be" I said, thinking that the dark man's best friend was a fortune teller.

"Hahahaha, no! My best friend is not a fortune teller, he knows all about me. So he can always guess!" the answer.

The light read it while frowning.

"Squeen!" The light murmured slowly.

"The same nature as him," he said back.

The light of reading the diary came back.

"I haven't seen him in a long time" said the dark man.

"We are the same, I have not met my best friend for almost half a month" he said.

"We're the same!" he said, we laughed at the same time.

But this morning he spoke up which made me dumbfounded. I remember him saying it like this.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sassy to say this to you," he said, I heard it loud. What will this dark skin say, why use all apologies. I thought this morning, sitting with him.

"I am ready to hear what you want to say" I replied with trembling hands. I held my breath, too, afraid. If what he said would disappoint me.

"I love you" he said, which made me stare. I can't believe it, if that morning was the second time I was shot by a man. But different from before, this time I am satisfied.

"Yes!" I said embarrassed.

"That means we're being together now?" ask him, which makes me quiet. How not, am I not wearing a veil? Shouldn't Islam not be dating? Ls it? Why am I, violating this rule. Please ... This makes me confused. Whoever is out there, please do not blame, my religion, my hijab or my veil, but blame me for disobeying my Lord, who is violating His rules. I am a hypocrite. But not everyone's veiled like me, maybe he's really holy. So don't jump to conclusions easily.

"Wouldn't we just ta'aruf" I said this morning.

"I don't have anything yet" he replied.

"Continue?" ask me, I really don't bother about such things. I am sure God will give His servants enough. Which require.

"Jalanine alone, the relationship that exists today. The important thing is that we know about how we feel about each other. If indeed someday we are destined to be difficult match whatever the way we will be together. But if destiny had said otherwise, it would have been as easy as it was if you weren't mine, it wouldn't have been mine. I have an agreement with you, I would like it if one day my love, or your love is gone. So, I want us to be frank, say we're already'an yes ... or say we broke up ..ya even though we're not dating, let's just say it's a way to break up this strange relationship. Love each other but no status," he chuckled while bowing his head deeply.

That's a very strange relationship, isn't it? I'm tired, well I want to sleep first, this book will be a witness to my love story with the dark skin.

TTD

Mentari.

Light wants to know Mentari's love story with the dark-skinned man. Did they get married? That is what is in the light.