TWILIGHT

14

The problems in life all the time come alternately. Discord even quarrels seemed to color this life. And it has become something inevitable again. Every event, problem, or problem in life must have a way to solve it. But sometimes, the path of destiny and the path of life that we want to go through is not always in the same direction. In fact, fate is in control. And ourselves can only resign and continue to step through the path that destiny has determined.

Excuse me...

A word we hear and say often. Simple, but has a great meaning. Apologies can represent the feelings of someone who has regrets about their mistakes and wants to correct them. This word is used by someone who usually has a dispute or problem with another person. However, the word sorry is not necessarily a guideline to be able to solve a problem. Because everyone has a different character and we cannot guess the contents of each person's heart and feelings. If you can't, how do you solve it ?

Forgetting....

This time I had a problem. It's not complicated, but it's enough to make me think of a way to solve it for days. A little misunderstanding between myself and someone. Sorry Ica...

***

Yesterday I decided to meet this man. I want to apologize and finish it. I asked him to come. However, I didn't know if he would come or not. There was only one chance to apologize to him. Success or not is the perfect thing to think about. At least I tried.

At 16:30

I'm getting ready to go see him. At a bus stop, where I first saw it from the closest distance. The most memorable moment for me. At that moment, I decided to keep chasing him.

"Eh tile is really euyy, want to say yes?" said Mamat.

"Whisper! oh yes you do not need to come tea!" my sautku.

"males really..."

"great..."

"This tea would like to meet with Ica, Iya ngaku aja deh..."

"No! you're tea-shock!"

"Hehe, you've been waiting for you just like Ica."

"Whisper!"

Not Mamat name if never jailin people and like to make trouble. This time I was the victim. All my problems this time are over.

***

I started walking, walking down the street, enjoying the beauty of the sun. No feeling of day starting afternoon. The sun began to sink, the twilight sky decorated the earth, this atmosphere had been very long I did not feel it. The streets were still empty, and I continued to pursue my love. And finally my trip stopped right at a bus stop not far from my school, I was waiting for him. I saw my watch. Turns out the time has shown at 5pm. I doubt it, because he did not come.

*Aisha, will you come see me?

1 hour later*...

I'm still waiting. It doesn't feel like 1 hour has passed and I haven't seen any signs that he's coming. Is he really not coming?

"Don't I fail?" muttered.

The doubt in my heart slowly made me want to retreat from the mission this time around. Slowly makes me want to get away and forget about you. I was afraid to step. Will the path I take this time be the right path or the path to the abyss of regret. I've been disappointed, but I don't think Ica has. If I'm the one who's disappointed then let it be because I know destiny can be painful sometimes. However, if he were to be disappointed then it would hurt my heart and his heart and it would be more miserable than a bitter destiny in my own life. God give you guidance.

And I've made a decision to step back and feel that disappointment again. However, when I wanted to take a step back, suddenly someone came and called my name.

"God!" his yell.

A female voice that can be heard by my ears. And that voice was so familiar to me. I quickly turned around and looked at him. "She's finally coming".

"Dear of it!" yell me.

Is this a dream, isn't it real. He finally came to me. I walked towards him and approached him.

"Assalamualaikum Aisha." My speech

"Waalaikumussalam." said.

"Thank you has come."

"Hm yes, sorry late."

"it's okay."

Then He smiled at me, from the many times I saw that smile, this was the first time he gave that smile to me. The beautiful parasites and combined with Muslim clothing increasingly add to the aura of beauty. My eyes can't be sidetracked. That admiration seemed to be burning. And I really want to get it.

"Well, what are you talking about?" ask Ica.

"Eh yes ampe forgetfulness, that's. I want to apologize about the incident two days ago" I replied.

"That's you see, what happened to Mamat blazing was not clear in front of the mosque."

"Oh that's yes..."

"Yes, so how?"

"If that one, I'm sorry."

"Alhamdulillah if so, you tea will know the Mamat it's the man that is so, so maklumin aja well."

"Yes..."

"It's good that way."

"hm, is that all?"

"yes."

"That's how I go home first, Assalamualaikum."

Reversing body.

"Aisha wait!" yell me.

"Yes?"

"I really like tea with you."

"......" silence.

"If you don't want to answer tea no problem, I just want to tell the truth of my heart."

The silence..

"I'm sorry to go first, Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikumussalam." murmured.

I unconsciously expressed my feelings for her. Will he ever get away from me after knowing the truth, or vice versa. Love has blinded me.

After hearing my words, there was no surprising response from him. As usual, he left without giving me a word. And I know he's such a man. His faith will never falter with a useless little game of love. However, sincerity could melt his heart.

I now know that love is not that simple. It is not just about expressing feelings or giving flowers or gifts. But love is sincerity, purity, and purity. Without any compulsion. And I began to understand why Ica always avoided me, it was all because she wanted real love. It is not a small game that will end in regret and disappointment. And I've learned that not everything we want is all we can have. Because at any time fate could take it back. Therefore, I have been sincere about the decision Ica will take later on. I know and I believe that happiness really exists. Even though I can't feel it right now, maybe I'll feel it one day.

Forgive my selfishness all this time, Aisyah!

***

Ego

When destiny is determined

And start to organize life

In such a way

It gets so complicated

And winding

Scratches wounds

Started to fill the soul

Yet human

Always have a way

Return to

Trails of life

Which is in his will