UNEXPECTED MARRIAGES
CHARLES'S CALL
Ibra stepped out of Charles' room with a disappointed look. Initially, he hoped to negotiate with his foster brother to be willing to see his future wife who was originally intended for his foster brother. Because other than she still hoped to return to Fatimah, she felt Belinda was more suited to Charles than she was. Especially if you remember how mimic does not like to be drawn on the face of the girl every time you meet her,
makes him more hesitant to step up to a more serious level.
However, far grill from the fire. Charles did not respond in the least and instead said that he already had another target girl and it was enough to make him give up and resigned to face the next day because it was no longer
have a chance to avoid. Yeah, except as Charles said, if he doesn't know how to return the favor so he chooses to run.
Ibra sat to the edge of her bed in a daze. With a slow movement, slowly opened again the message from Fatimah this afternoon. Messages
makes his heart beat and disperse his mind.
Assalamu’alaikum wr. wb
I'm sorry if I was impressed that I didn't have any pride when I sent this message. However, my helplessness endured the turmoil that had been held back for years, creating its own courage. I do not feel guilty when I write this because I only follow in the footsteps of Khadijah r.a, who asked the Prophet first.
It might not be long for my message. Because I just wanted to express a little bit of my feelings. I've liked you for a long time and sometimes I feel like you are too even though my personality might be wrong. Honestly I am tormented by this feeling because it has inhabited the heart for a very long time. So today I ventured to reveal it. Yes, I like you and if you also have the same feelings, I hope you immediately propose to me so that we immediately justify our relationship so that there is no adultery. I look forward to your answer as soon as possible and as soon as possible.
Wassalamu’alaikum wr.wb
Ibra closed the message with a broken feeling. If only he had not been in the process of marriage, it is possible that he who is actually not too ready to get married will force himself to accept the proposal Fatimah because now he knows that the girl of his idol had asked to be proposed by him. However, he had to accept the fact that he could not pass on his love to Fatimah and end his feelings it had only gotten here.
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I may have forgotten;
That the heart can also cry for things that cannot be dammed.
Because even a small wound can widen to damage your clear mind.
And, a bit of bitterness won't drift away
only through the tiny waves that might accidentally touch him.
My fingers...
Yes, my fingers have tired of writing all-nice sharp piercing words
Leaving a trail in silence
Which does not even incline up to yawn alone
To lose all thirst for love...
Then my story leaves behind a debris called the past
Which s’moga did not turn dark
Even if only in the hands of a man's bare hands...
It seems...
Belinda read once again her poetry saved her. Outside, the night was late. But I don't know why the two round eyes do not also want to be invited to clench. That's why, he immediately grabbed his laptop and wrote
a poem that might be good. And it wasn't in vain. Because when he wrote the poem, he felt drifting in the rhythm of the word. Confused, when writing earlier, there were two men who imagined in his mind. The two men were Charles and Ibra. Well, now he's confused. Tend to be fixed on who the poem is because in it there is sadness and love.
Belinda took a long breath. Then on the side of his body beside the laptop that is still wide open. His mind soared like a little bird that breezed buana. Stop between the shadows of Ibra and Charles in different shades of heart. Yes, different because he saw Charles with glasses of love while on Ibra just the opposite.
Ah, if you remember the Suratan of the Almighty, his eyes want to cry immediately because he has been faced with a match that he very badly does not want. He is very young and his mind has not gone there in the least. He still wants to be free to play. Enjoying a youth that only exists once in his life. Still want to find true love without having to rush into an automatic marriage
limiting his space and heart.
And when he was acquainted with the taste that was embellished from the figure of Charles, his condition immediately forced him to drop flowers that had not even been developed. His love for Charles had just stopped, had to be immediately expelled until he never returned again to look up to his days.
Belinda had just hugged her roll when her phone rang. Charles' name appeared on his screen and it immediately made him sit down. However, he did not immediately receive the call but instead continued to stare at the screen with a pounding heart and a face implying a question.
Brother Charles calls the nights...What's the matter?
However, Belinda decided to take the call because it was the first time Charles had called her.
“Ha-hello, assalamu’alaikum.” Say Belinda in a stammer.
“Wa’alaikumsalam. Sorry I called you at night. You haven't slept?”
“Be-yet..” Belinda still can't neutralize her nervousness. Moreover, Charles' voice sounded gentle and attentive. Makes it very comfortable. However, that comfort cannot get rid of his nervousness. I don't know, maybe because he's overjoyed.
“Why?”
“No idea..”
“What's thinking of me?”
Deg. How could he know?
“Kok silent?” Charles laughed a little. “I was just kidding. Don't take it seriously, okay?”
“Ya..”
“But..”.
“But what?”
“But if it were, I would be very happy..”.
Blezz... Belinda felt her face warm up instantly.
“Lho, how silent again?”
“A-me...”
“It seems that my words make you nervous, huh?”
“Hm... relax dong..”.
“Kakak hasn't slept?” Belinda felt the veins that were stiff started to loosen.
I heard a deep breath on the phone. “Cannot yet..”
“What's because of the thesis?”
“It seems not...”
“Then because what?”
“Hm... probably because I thought of you..”.
Blezz. His face warmed up. This time it was like something was blooming in his heart.
“Well, silent again.”.
“Finally brother joking continues..”
“But the one just wasn't kidding. Seriously, I'm thinking about you... Can it?”
Deg. Is this another word for love?
“Bel..”
“Ya.”
“I want to meet you..”
“Meet?”
“Iya, we meet yuk? You want to, right?”
“Hm..”
“Contact..”.
“OK. When's? If in these two days I can't.” Suddenly Belinda remembered the engagement with Ibra tomorrow night.
“Ya... doesn't have to be in these two days anyway. How about sunday. We walk all day..”
Belinda's eyes are growing. “Daily? Where are we going all day?”
“Ke mall...”
“Ke mall all day?”
“Yes, there we can watch movies, play various games, shop, and eat. How?”
“Hm..” Belinda scrunched her forehead a sign of thinking.
“Come! Don't think much. I'm all paying. We had fun there. It's okay, though. Diversions. Stress relieving..”
“Daily huh? Hm... alright..”.
“Yes! So what day?”
“Sunday..”
“Ok. I'll pick you up..”
Belinda. It was impossible to let Charles pick her up at home. Can make the papi directly affected by a heart attack. Married to a man who is not her future husband. “No... no.... We meet somewhere.”
“But I brought a car..”
“Yes, I will not use a motorcycle. Let me just take a taxi so I can take my sister's car later.”
“Sip. So Sunday positive, huh? Ten o'clock I'll pick up..”
“Ok, I wait..”
“Thanks. .. Hm.. then yes. You will have to sleep so that tomorrow on campus is not sleepy.
“Iya.”
“See you..”
“See you..”
“Eit, wait a minute..”
“There are left?”
“Iya. Hm... don't forget to dream of me..”.
Belinda blushed. “Ah, brother Charles joking continues.”.
“Hehehe. Assalamualaikum..”
“Wa’alaikumsalam.”.
Clik. The conversation was cut from across.
Belinda took a long breath. His phone was on his chest. And closed both of his eyes. Before long, Belinda fell asleep with a flowery heart.
Seriate...
