WOMEN AND GRAVES
DO YOU DOUBT MY LOVE?
Now, Kumal is really scared. His eyes suddenly glared, his face suddenly pale, even his body immediately shivered. He is restless and restless, he loves Beautiful Ghosts very much and he is afraid of losing.
If he leads Fana Ismi to the grave of Gemala, then the Beautiful Ghost disappeared from the face of this earth. For, the thing that makes Fana Ismi a ghost and remains in this world, because there is an unresolved matter, and that thing is to say goodbye to Gemala, her lover. It's clear that Kumal will lose the ghost he loves forever.
However, if he does not send Fana Ismi to meet the grave of the Poet Gemala, he may not lose the Beautiful Ghost, but it is the action of a loser. I don't want to be a loser. Nor does he want to put his own happiness first above the suffering of Fana Ismi. She loves Beautiful Ghosts so much, so she has to do something for the sake of Fana Ismi's happiness.
Oh, which man doesn't worry when faced with two difficult choices like that? If he drives her, then he will lose Fana Ismi. If he does not drive her, then he will lose the happiness of Fana Ismi. It's heavy and complicated.
And after fondling, Kumal also decided to deliver Fana Ismi to the grave of Gemala, although it was very sad for him alone.
Beautiful Ghosts ran and then embraced the grave, when they found the tombstone written by the poet Gemala. She cried. I felt sorry for him, he forgot, that soon he would cry too because he lost the ghost he loved so much.
After lamenting and weeping for the death of Gemala long ago. After he reminisced about his days with Gemala, Fana Ismi said goodbye. I don't want to see that. Fana Ismi said goodbye. It was hard for Kumal. Fana Ismi says goodbye for the umpteenth time, however, it does not go away either. “Why didn't you disappear? Why are you still here,” asked Kumal astonished.
“Entah, I do not understand, I should have been in heaven at this time,” Fana Ismi also follow in wonder.
I don't want to waste that miracle. Maybe God deliberately did not take Fana Ismi to accompany the days of Slums. And Kumal, don't want to give up that opportunity. As soon as possible Kumal hugged the body of the Beautiful Ghost, making the embraced flabbergasted astonishment. “Why you, Mal,” asked Fana Ismi. Of all Kumal's strange behavior, this is the strangest.
“I'm afraid, Fi ..”
“Fear?”
“I'm afraid of losing you.”
“I'm here, Mal. Take it easy, I'm still here. I also don't know, why I'm still here.”
“Fi ..” Kumal raised his head to look at the ghost's sweet look. “Will you be my lover?”
“Ha?” Fana Ismi was aghast so she could not speak anymore.
“Fi..., answer me.”
“Do you really want to make me your lover.”
I must have nodded quickly.
“But I'm a ghost.”
“Although you're a demon, I don't care anymore.”
“I am also old.”
“I care more.”
“But what about Arin?”
“I've forgotten it, when I realized, it turns out I love you more.”
“Do you really love me?”
As fast as lightning, Kumal kissed the lips of Fana Ismi. Fana Ismi was aghast, but she enjoyed. “Why did you suddenly\suddenly kiss me?” ask Beautiful Ghost again, after that kiss.
“Do you still doubt my love?” I asked back.
Fana Ismi shook her head quickly and was a little nervous.
***
If there are no lovers of two worlds, ghosts and humans on this earth, then Kumal became the first in history to have made ghosts as lovers.
Now, they live their days not as friends, let alone masters and slaves. They go through the days as a pair of lovers newly drunk with romance wine. Fana Ismi often floated and harassed Kumal. Kumal himself, greeted his lover with a charmed smile and reciprocated the treatment of Beautiful Ghost with a kiss.
Fana Ismi was upset, although deep down she felt embarrassed. “Do not kiss without excuse!” Beautiful Ghost scolding.
“Are you not happy?”
“No. I'm not happy.”
“Really?”
“I'm writing a verse,” reply Kumal brief.
“Shair? Aren't you tired of writing poetry. Wouldn't you rather look at my beautiful face,” Fana Ismi deliberately wanted to seduce Kumal.
“Yes, you are beautiful as well. Ever since I knew you, I was able to stop my hand from writing beautiful poems.”
“Really?”
“Of course, miss.”
They laughed again, enjoying pleasant and loving days.
“I have an idea,” said Fana Ismi instantly.
“Ide?” I was a bit surprised too.
“Why don't you write poems about ghosts.”
“Good idea!” pasal Kumal later.
Gemala became a famous poet because of the beautiful face like a full moon belonging to Fana Ismi. Now, Kumal may be able to defeat the fame and greatness of the poet's poems, because, there is Fana Ismi by his side. Fana Ismi has become a ghost, it might make Kumal become a love poet who floated in the head of the reader.
I also write and write. He gathered his verses into a book. He introduces the reader to a new concept in poetry, love and ghosts, or women and cemeteries. Book collection of verses G. Kumal Aksara is ready to take place in the hands of readers in all corners of the world.
***
The collection of love verses G. Kumal Aksara, which has introduced a new concept, ‘women and graveyard’ also sold in the market. Kumal was very happy, as was Fana Ismi. Name G. Kumal Aksara also rose, competing with the names of the great poets and he was calculated to be the king of love poets.
The reporters came, to just reveal the daily life of G. Kumal Aksara's. Wealth is immediately scattered. Now, Kumal no longer bother to pay the rent to Bu Yunit. He easily bought a big and magnificent house. He can also buy expensive cars and new clothes.
Many people are interested and fascinated by the verses of G. Kumal Aksara, although many are still creepy when they hear the word grave. The verses of love combined with death, it really shakes life on this earth.
However, no one knows even to think that a G. Kumal Aksara has a lover who always accompanies her, and her lover is a beautiful ghost named Fana Ismi. Yes, during his life he became the dark lover of a famous poet named Gemala. And when he became a ghost, he turned into the lover of a poet no less famous named G. Kumal Aksara's.
“Thank you, Fi, because of you I was able to achieve this dream of mine,” Kumal said very grateful to Fana Ismi.
“Why do you thank me, is it not all because of your own hard work,” reply Beautiful Ghosts do not like to be used as a fringe of success Kumal.
“Indeed,” Reply Kumal. “But my hard work goal is you, and only you.”
Fana Ismi blushed in embarrassment hearing that. “Really?”
“Do I have to kiss you first for you to believe?”
“Hem..” Beautiful Ghost leaned against Kumal's body. “Not every day, you do like to secretly kiss me when I fall asleep and off guard.”
“Yes, because you look more beautiful while sleeping.”
“Means now I'm not beautiful?”
“Wait,” Kumal brings his face closer to Fana Ismi's face. He saw the moon-like face really so that it created a stormy thump in the chest of Beautiful Ghost. “Betul, wake up you are also beautiful.”
Fana Ismi hit Kumal's shoulder hard. He was upset and upset. They laugh together and will probably always be together. Until finally, Kumal remembered the father, in the past, he always laughed together with the father. Yes, because you are endlessly laughing. “Fi,” call Kumal. “I miss you, Fi. I haven't grazed my father's grave in a long time. However, when he was alive, he was always there for me. He also taught me not to be a loser.”
“Your father is indeed a figure that deserves a thumbs up. I want to meet him too?”
“Really?” tanya Kumal was a bit overjoyed.
Fana Ismi nodded her head in agreement.
So, on weekends, they also visit the public cemetery, where the father's grave resides. Kumal was impatient, about to introduce Fana Ismi, his lover, to the father. Similarly, the beautiful Ghost, he can not wait to see the grave of the father and thank him, because having a good son is also handsome like Kumal.
However, unexpected things came, when Fana Ismi read the headstone of identification on the father's grave. It inched slowly back with a troubled heart. He kept shaking his head and said, “No, no, this is impossible.” He looked at the inscription on the grave's gravestone, saying: Anggi Kusuma. He half did not believe it. He turned to look at Kumal, making the poet somewhat anxious.
“Why, Fi? Why withyou? Why is your face paled and looks scared,” asked Kumal wonder and curious. There is something that he does not know, and maybe Fana Ismi knows about it.
Fana Ismi still looked at Kumal with a frightened look. Kumal, his lover, claimed to be the son of Anggi Kusuma. That's not true. Kumal is a difficult child Fana Ismi was born to take his life. Now the boy was grown, and bore his father's great name: G. Yeah, G. Kumal Aksara was the son of Fana Ismi and Gemala.
