Thunder on Earth Love

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"Let's eat! My stomach is hungry" Shafa asked.

"Come on!"

Thunder took the food bags of the two of them. Shafa asks permission to open his hijab, as there are only two of them in the room. Thunder gave permission. Now the two sit on a sofa to be comfortable when eating. Shafa himself was very enthusiastic about his food. They eat with gourmand.

"Don't drink much Fa ice. You just woke up for three days." Thunder warned but it was like joking.

"I was unconscious for a long time? New feeling an hour." Shafa continued to drink the ice.

"You don't realize, we're waiting to be anxious."

Shafa just kept silent. He just busied himself sipping his orange juice. Thunder felt a change in the look on his wife's face.

Thunder snatched the cup that Shafa was holding. "Enough Shafa! What's wrong with you?"

"I'm confused about myself. What am I supposed to do? How should I behave? The reality of my life is too complicated for me to understand. I feel alone but not alone. I feel empty but on the other hand there is happiness that I feel. I feel love but not for the one I should love." Shafa spoke with a sad face. His eyes looked empty. The feelings he felt were not yet fully understood.

Thunder grabbed Shafa's hand for him to hold. "That's all because you're not alone Shafa. There I am at your side. We are two souls united in a sacred bond. We are life partners. So, never feel alone."

"I'm sorry, Mom! I can't be a good wife."

"Sometimes you can be a good wife. Doesn't everyone have to process first."

"Then can Thunder Mas forget the deal I made?" Shafa ventured to look directly at her husband's face.

"Aren't we forgetting the deal. We have been in physical contact often. Didn't we also sleep one bed yesterday," said Guntur with a carved smile.

Shafa replied to Thunder's hand. "From now on we open a new page. I want to make a new story with Mas Guntur."

"We start slowly. Grip each other to strengthen. Sharing to take off the burden of the heart. Step together for a better time. You're my support and I'm your support."

Shafa hugged Thunder, again he felt comfort there. His eyes closed for a few moments to enjoy what he was feeling.

They both agreed to share the bed. Now Shafa lay on the back of Thunder's arm. The distance between them is slowly eroding. Shafa's soul had already found the most comfortable place.

"Does Guntur's body still hurt?" shafa asked as he played the buttons on the patient clothes Thunder was wearing.

"No already. What's more now that I'm happy because my wife has opened her heart." Thunder gently rubbed Shafa's hair.

"But I'm not entirely sure how I feel."

"It's okay Shafa, what matters is that you've opened your heart. Now sleep!" Thunder clenched his wife's body while closing his eyes.

Shafa raised his head a little. Staring fixedly at the face of Thunder that looked mature and soothing.

I am still confused about how I feel about you. Now I feel very comfortable being next to you, but on the other hand I feel the same way as Mr. A. What should I do when this feeling has been divided? I'm really confused by all this. The Mr. A. I know as my best friend also has a heart that he loves. But somehow my heart wanted to betray me. Is that how this feeling is?

Shafa buried his face in Thunder's chest while beristighfar until he fell asleep. A fact that he did not yet know, that Thunder was Mr. A new. No wonder she feels the same way when she is with the man who is now her husband.

The thunder that from earlier pretended to sleep, opened his eyes when he felt the breathing of Shafa was in order. Slowly Thunder pulled his sore hand. His body condition has not fully recovered. There was still a little pain he felt.

He saw the face of Shafa who still looked pale. A beautiful girl who has made her fall in love at first sight. Although he was neglected but it turns out his heart remains firm on what he believes. It even made his heart choose to maintain that love until this very second.

You taught me the meaning of waiting

Survive in uncertain certainty

Be patient waiting for when a miracle will come to give you hope

Although sometimes I think you're too far away for me to reach

Like the clouds I can touch

But a ray of faith broke the twig of my doubt

There is a sense that holds that love still exists

It was even more burning like embers

The earth scorched all doubts

I don't expect much of my love

Love is never lost

He knows where his waiting throne will be

And the throne of waiting for my love is upon you

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In the silence of the night, Thunder was suddenly startled by Shafa's cry. The girl screamed hysterically and in fear. The fire and accident of his parents began to haunt his soul. That tragic event will not just disappear. Although Shafa has tried to defend his chest to accept the reality.

"Sister.... Daddy.... Mommy...!" shafa murmured with red eyes. Thunder calmed him as much as possible.

"Call Shafa! This is minun first" said Guntur after taking a drinking glass.

One glass of water had already entered, he hugged both knees as he continued to cry. Thunder rubbed his wife's back.

"Cry if it makes your heart relieved."

Thunder waited until Shafa was satisfied to shed his tears. He himself did not know what else to do. Is this what it's like to accompany Shafa in the game of destiny? He knows how Fachri struggles to strengthen Shafa from adversity. It turned out that it wasn't as easy as he imagined. Shafa had a hard time forgetting her late husband. He also learned a lot of new lessons when he was with Fachri. Thunder remembered the advice the man had given him.

Then he invited Shafa to get some water. Afterwards, Guntur took the Prayer Supplies from the drawer.

Previously, Guntur did ask his mother to prepare a meeting if at any time Shafa needed it.

They also perform Islamic prayer first, because they were asleep with their own feelings to miss it. Then, Guntur invited to perform the evening sunnah prayer.

Now that Shafa's emotions were back under control, he broke down his body and borrowed Thunder's lap to serve as a pillow.

"You know Mas? Moments like this remind me of Fachri" Shafa said, playing the edge of his face.

Thunder plays his fingers to touch Shafa's cheeks. "I know," he said lightly.

"Mas not mad I'm talking about Fachri?"

"What am I angry for. Fachri has become a part of our lives. He deserves to be remembered. He also taught me to be a good man. It even reminds me to always prepare prayer supplies wherever we go. Especially when we are married, we must always be ready. Because the priest's job is to guide his mother so as not to neglect the duty."

Shafa looked at her husband with a smile. "He is like that. Always bring me to me wherever we go."

"Because that is Shafa, I will not forbid you to remember Fachri. I'm sure you understand your limits as a married woman."

Shafa who was still lying cupped Thunder's face with a gurgle of happiness that emanated from his sweet smile. "Thank you for learning to understand my current position."

Thunder held Shafa's hand that touched his cheek. "Thank you for learning to accept my presence in the story of your journey."

They both told each other, but of course Shafalah dominated the fairy tale that night. Thunder only occasionally spoke as Shafa asked about him. Shafa talks a lot about his life with Fachri. Thunder was not offended by it, instead he thought it was a good start. Shafa wants to be open about how he feels. Indirectly, it can release the burden that has been buried.

Time rolls until azan shubuh says hello. After performing the ritual, both of them feel sleepy. They fell asleep again because last night they only slept for a while.

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To have a new book, you don't have to throw out the old one. To make a new story, we do not have to delete the old story. Because a new story will not be formed without an old story.