Thunder on Earth Love

Foreign Men

"You have any more problems Fa?" ask the Nature who is driving. They made a deal at a crossroads. Nature picks up Shafa by car. Not the motor he used last night

Shafa leaned his head with his eyes closed. "It's usually just a misunderstanding between friends" he replied in a low voice.

Nature glanced at the listless-looking Shafa. "It must be a serious problem until you get out of the rented house."

Shafa opened his eyes and stared at the night streets decorated by walking stars. "It's just a small problem" he answered briefly.

Nature does not want to interfere more deeply. Shafa could definitely solve every problem he faced.

Then Shafa remembered that he had not had time to contact Randi. He grabbed the phone in his sling bag. He made a voice call to Randi.

"Hallo Assalamu'alaikum Rand! "

"Wa'alaikumsalam missus gorgeous! " Randi's voice was heard from across the street.

"Rand, I'm asking you for help. Take the blue box in my room drawer and drop it here. Remember that! Don't open it! And tomorrow you will take her" Shafa exclaimed in a full warning tone.

"Can't be packaged what is non? I'm very busy. Suer dech - non!"

"You're the one who has to bring her here. I'll say same to daddy."

"Ok non's. For non sake I'll fly tomorrow."

"OK! Assalamu'alaikum!" Shafa ended his call and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Randi must have been busy. Poor him you forced him here," said Alam.

"Randi must be just busy with the work that daddy loves."

"You're wrong Shafa. Randi was busy with her wedding preparations staying next month." Nature turned to Shafa.

Just contact the girl next to Nature surprised instead of playing. He turned his body to nature. "You're serious, brother?" peekit Shafa's. He really doesn't know about Randi's wedding plans.

Nature chuckles at Shafa's reaction. "Serious Fa. I just got word yesterday from Salsa, too" he said.

"What do you mean? What does this have to do with Salsa?" Shafa frowned in wonder.

"Randi's going to marry Salsa. I was shocked by the Fa."

"I didn't really think they had a relationship." Shafa smiled as he shook his head because he did not expect that Randi had a relationship with Salsa.

Alam himself was also very surprised when he got news from Salsa, his best friend. Salsa is three years older than Randi. But love does not look at age. When you have found the most comfortable home to dock, love will settle without asking.

Without feeling they have arrived at the inn parking lot. Unexpectedly one of the employees told her that there were guests waiting at the cafe. The guest was Gibran.

"Why isn't she here?" shafa asked who then took a sitting position in front of Gibran.

Nature did not join, she chose to finish her work.

Gibran looked at Shafa with a shady look. "So, I'm worried about you Fa. Alza said you were out of contract. That's why you are looking for you. Brother asked Thunder, saying you left the house this afternoon."

Shafa was speechless, he thought of Thunder who at this moment must be worried as well. I don't know why now Shafa's brain thinks about the man more often. Although in his heart there is still the name of Fachri as a loyal occupant in his room. The presence of Thunder still could not replace Fachri, it might never even be able to. Shafa loves her husband who has passed away. Yes, although slowly the name Thunder began to become a part of his life.

"So, I'm not sorry! You have to get involved in the big brother issue" Gibran said.

"Sister is not wrong. I'm wrong, I can't be honest with my friends who I really am."

"I don't understand Shafa. Someday we'll explain everything to them." Gibran smiled as he cupped his sister's cheek with both palms.

Shafa smiled as well. She is happy to get the attention of her brother again as before.

After that, Gibran went home. Shafa headed for his best friend's office.

Then Alam asked for the key to his employees and told Shafa to immediately rest in his room. He himself must go home. There was a mother waiting for him. Also a younger sister who is just second grade in high school.

Arriving in the room, Shafa changed clothes and fiddled with his laptop. He also unpacked his bag looking for something. After getting what he wanted. Shafa is packing his wedding ring. There's a micro-object he's tucking in there.

Tomorrow he will go to Thunder's house to do the same. All Shafa had thought carefully, he should be on his guard if something bad suddenly happened. All the codes are stored on the laptop. And it was the father who was able to unlock the laptop. Steven will definitely check his electronics in case something happens.

*****

The night is getting late. Cold air begins to seep into each bone joint. Thunder was still unable to close his eyes. He even sat alone in a swing in the park.

"What's this about, brother? Go out with mosquitoes!" samuel then sat down.

There was no word from her brother. Samuel can capture the face that is sullen like the atmosphere of the night. More precisely dim like the light of a bulb that is almost broken.

"Still worried about Shafa? His brother said he was at his friend's inn" Samuel continued.

Thunder's gaze glared far upwards. Something had been troubling his mind since. "Am I being too selfish, Sam?"

"What does that mean?" Samuel did not understand what Thunder was asking.

"I feel like I'm being selfish. Forcing my will to God by always asking Shafa who is my companion. I feel like I'm not the right husband for her" replied Thunder.

"It's not selfish, brother. But a love struggle. We have the right to ask anything from God. You are already in a match with Shafa. It's just that the road is indeed full of sharp climbs and extreme turns."

Thunder sighed and lowered his gaze. "Come Sam. I feel guilty for Shafa. I should be able to protect him like Fachri who can always protect him from all harm. But I never really knew what happened to him. What danger he's facing I never know."

"Indeed only Fachri deserves to accompany Shafa." Thunder's tone sounded lethargic.

"Since when did a Thunder become such a coward like this. Shame same name yourself woy...." Samuel hit Thunder on the shoulder. "Lo can also karate. College time is perfect for learning. So don't be discouraged! Body already athletic gini cook yes mental crackers." Samuel put his brother on his shoulder to encourage. Of course Samuel knew the anxiety Thunder was feeling.

"That shafa needs someone who can get him out of his past memories. Elo should be able to make Shafa happy. Make him comfortable when you're together. You just have to be patient against him who is always in the shadow of Fachri. Believe me brother, you can certainly make Shafa happy. Return the girl's cheer!" samuel.

Thunder looked at his cousin's sister with a smile. "I'll try Sam. Thank you for always supporting."

"That's the advantage of having a brother like me. I'm handsome, cool, abstaining from being upset, always be happy anyway," said Samuel proudly.

"Start down! Nyesel I thank you." Thunder stood up and began to step inside the house.

There was laughter from Samuel. He always looks cheerful. His life seemed to be without burden. But no one knew what was really hidden in the young man's heart.

******

The day has changed in the morning. The sun is beginning to show itself. But the light didn't last long. Its light competes with cloudy clouds that often pass by. It seemed like the clouds were gathering to prepare an army to flutter the earth.

Shafa had already prepared with his sling bag and also the blue scarf that adorned his neck. Not forgetting he was wearing his sneakers. Today Shafa will go to her husband's house.

While passing through the inn hallway, Shafa saw a little boy chasing a ball.

"Excuse the ball aunty!" he said the boy in a funny way. The ball is at Shafa's feet.

Shafa crouched down to be on equal footing with the child. "This is the ball." Shafa's hand held out the ball to the boy. "Which old man? Kok play alone," he asked later because he did not see the parents who accompanied the child to play.

"Other father is busy auntie," he replied innocently.

Then Shafa offers to take her to her parents. The boy just nodded.

"Which adek room?" shafa asked as he passed room after room while holding a small hand beside him.

The boy shook his head. Shafa crouched down again to hold the child. He intended to take it to the lobby and leave it to one of the employees.

"The same aunt once was. Later the papa must be sickly," said softly.

The boy shook his head again, unwilling to come down from Shafa's sling.

"Whose son is Mbk? How can I be like Shafa?" ask the female employee.

"I don't know Nin either. I think he's lost."

Slowly Shafa sat the boy down on the sofa that was there. The innocent-looking little boy just kept quiet while holding his ball. Shafa sat down beside the boy by embracing his tiny shoulder.

"Nindi, please ask the receptionist who was guarding yesterday. Maybe he knew who the guests were with the little boy."

"Yes Ma'am. I will ask later. He was going to the toilet for a while. His friend also arrived late. I'm the standby here."

Just about to say something, there was the voice of a man calling out a name.

"AR!!! ARSYAD!!!" yelled the man.

Shafa and Nindi turned towards the source of the voice. A man ran towards them with a panicked face.

"Arsyad, thank goodness you met my dear" said the man as he hugged his son. "Thank you for taking care of my son!" he said it again while holding Arsyad.

"Sama-sama Sir. I met him playing ball alone in the hallway" said Shafa.

Nindi also paid back to work because the friend he replaced had filled the reception desk.

"Make me Barra!" The man who claimed to be named Barra reached out to Shafa. His left hand rests on his little son's body.

Shafa cupped his hands together. "Zahra" he said, introducing himself as Zahra. Of course Shafa doesn't want strangers to know his nickname.

Barra lowered her hand. Understand that the girl in front of him does not want to be in contact with him.

"I'm sorry sir. Assalamu'alaikum!" said Shafa who then passed away.

"Beautiful girl as the name suggests" Barra muttered with a smile of his own.

"Father!" call Arsyad to disperse his papa's daydream.

"What dear?" ask Barra gomass.

"Al lapel Pa," he replied innocently. He can't say "R" very well.

Barra chuckled at the slurred speech of her son. Then he invited his son to eat at the cafe next door.

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