Thunder on Earth Love

The Earth of Love

"Why did you torture yourself to love me?" Shafa who was hugging from behind leaned his head on Thunder's back.

The man smiled at Shafa's question. "There is no term of torment or torment when indulging in sincere love. I don't feel tormented when I love you. Even though I saw you with another man. Seeing the people I love happy, of course I will be happy. Because maybe at that time I didn't deserve to be with you. So God made a process that I had to go through first. Then we're put together when I deserve to be with you." Thunder clasped Shafa's hand that coiled his stomach. Of course at this moment his heart was enveloped in immeasurable happiness.

"How do you have such love, Mr Thunder? I can't imagine you loving someone who was untouchable at the time. Must have hurt...!"

"How can I feel pain when I'm in the prison of love? Although there are bars, it will not be able to kill a lover."

Thunder turned back so he could look at his wife's face. Their hands are still holding each other. "But now, you have freed me from the bars of Nestapa. You have opened your heart to love me."

"But my love is divided."

"Shared with whom?" asked Thunder frowning in wonder. With whom did Shafa share his love? Is there any other man who attracts his wife's sympathy?

"Divided by Mr.A. 50 percent for Mas Guntur and another 50 percent for Mr.A."

Shafa's reply made Thunder chuckle instantly. Then in an instant, Shafa was already in his arms. "That's the same as Shafa. I'm Mr. A."

"Why does Thunder still love me? Though I was a widow and my honor was lost when it was not supposed to be" asked Shafa who was still in Thunder's arms.

"I already know everything Shafa. My love cannot be measured only by the sacred value of a woman. The most important thing is his heart. I know you're a sholehah woman. Past events are part of the art of life. There are many colors and diverse forms that result from the art itself. It just so happened that the color that was painted was dark. So stop feeling guilty. We can start making beautiful colors from now on."

"Thank you! Thank you for loving me so much until now."

"I have to thank you that you can repay my love."

Thunder also invited Shafa to sit on a bench that is available in a balcony. A moment to enjoy time together in the night. It is undeniable that such a moment reminds him of Fachri. There were many beautiful nights they had together. And now he made new memories with Thunder. The one he loved too.

"What would Mas do if the girl who was betrothed to Mas Guntur was not me?"

"Maybe I will die slowly in the prison of love" Thunder replied in a joking tone.

Shafa pinched her husband's arm. "I asked seriously Mas," Shafa said.

"Ouch... Hahaha. "laughter Thunder later.

Shafa clucked. He looked away, not looking at Thunder again.

"When I knew I was going to be betrothed, my hopes seemed to run aground. I'm so fucked up and can't think straight. Because all I love is My Ara. Until the night that was supposed to be our engagement night, I didn't go home. I slept in the office." Thunder lowered his head. Look down and play his feet.

"Oh yeah, I remember." Shafa sounded very enthusiastic. "I've seen a man handing out food to street children. Then he sat on the side of the road like a madman. Haha.... Until I thought he was a real madman. But then he walked towards a car. It turned out that he was not a madman but a frustrated man. And that person is Mas Guntur right." Shafa nudged Thunder's shoulder with a triumphant smile. Thunder only glanced. He was ashamed to remember his stupidity.

"And one more. There was a day when I cried alone at the park. Then there was a guy who gave me a handkerchief and a glass of chocolate milkshake. He's the guy who's sitting next to me right?"

"Don't remember the incident!" it turns out Thunder is still embarrassed. He did not dare to look at Shafa.

"I always remember, how dong? Here let me see my husband's adorable face." Shafa cupped Thunder's face with both hands. Play that face with anxiety.

Thunder just let go. I could see the woman beside me smiling.

"Thunder Mask...!" Call Shafa. He was currently leaning on Thunder's shoulder. Thunder's hand also grabbed onto his body.

"What Honey?" asked Gentle thunder.

"I miss Mr. A."

Thunder. "The guy's here. Why are you still missing?"

"I miss his silly chat."

Again the thunder was made to chuckle. Shafa even misses him in the form of an invisible figure. The real thing is in front of the eyes. They went inside because the air was getting colder.

On top of the bed, the two sat leaning back while holding each other's phones. Shafa has taken off his hijab and is getting ready for bed. The message exchange drama will begin.

My Ara: Walk up the rickshaw while eating kedondong

Reply chat me dong!

Mr.A: Ujan-rain wet ride andong

It's dong dibales!

My Ara: Nasi gudek sambal onion

Adek kangen

The thunder seemed to be smiling itself so silent. It seems he was confused how to reply.

"Don't think of it later, let's get some bales!" shafa exclaimed with a smile. He knew Thunder must have trouble retaliating.

"No... Bang the topic has become the head of Rohis, can not be replaced. The thunder must be bales anyway."

Finally Thunder thought a bit hard to make a pantun.

Mr.A: Bangkok chickens eat kale

Brother dong!

My Ara: Eat rice rames same mpok Endang

Adek is getting jolly with brother!

Mr.A: Mangosteen fruit kedondong fruit

Sweet Eneng I Love You Dong!

My Ara: *From S*abang Yuyu kangka salto

My lovely brother I Love you too!

Thunder and Shafa threw laughter at each other with their own behavior. They play enough. It's time they rest. Both of them still smile at the pantun they made.

"Udah dong Fa! Don't smile, let's go to sleep!" Thunder closed Shafa's eyes with his palm.

"Tell me firsthand the cute sweet pantun I Love You!" shafa's orders while giggling.

"No, you read it. Why repeated?" elak Thunder. Unfortunately, he was told to speak directly in front of his people.

"I want to hear it straight away."

Thunder covered his head with a blanket. "No Fa, let's go to sleep!"

Shafa did not give up, he pulled the blanket until Thunder fulfilled his wish. "Let's say it directly Mas...!" shafa Whinek. "If not, then I will sleep with Samuel" he threatened.

Thunder immediately swerved. Not willing his wife to another man. Even if it's his own cousin. "OKs. I said it directly." He also gave up.

"The mangosteen fruit of kedondong. Sweet Eneng I Love You dong!" Thunder said directly his reflection earlier.

Shafa laughed even more. The unaccepted thunder immediately tickled his wife's body. Creating a boisterous atmosphere in the room.

Without them knowing in the room next door, there is a soul mired in grief. Cowering to himself in a dream he had never imagined. His eyes were blankly staring at the sky of a room that was no longer colored in his eyes. Only a quiet feeling. His world suddenly became gloomy.

All this time he tried to look good in front of everyone. No one knows if his heart is overshadowed by sadness. And that day, the thing he feared the most had actually happened.

At first he thought everything would be fine. He stays in one heart. No matter what the obstacles. Although distance and time become a real gap.

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That morning Shafa and Thunder looked very cheerful. Thunder was ready with his work clothes. They both went down for breakfast.

"Where's Samuel Ma?" asked Thunder while taking a sitting position.

"Still in his kayak room. You didn't check into her room?"

"No Ma. I thought it was down. He usually goes down early."

Shafa took her husband to breakfast. Thunder smiled receiving a plate from his wife.

"Yes, he has breakfast first, he will go down by himself" Faisal said.

They also had breakfast together. Then the men went to the office. Sonia told Shafa to just rest. Considering he just got home from the hospital. Shafa was in the room, but he finished the script. The door of the room was deliberately not closed perfectly. If her mother-in-law wanted to enter there was no need to knock on the door, Shafa thought.

Sonia felt awkward when Samuel did not come down for breakfast. He is usually on time. As an aunt, Sonia had strong instincts about her nephew. Samuel's not okay right now.

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Play cogak while eating betel

Thank you enough!

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