You are Like My Surg

I'm Still Honey.

Dusk began to appear, indicating the sky will darken to pick up the night. Along the way, a gust of wind swept clean the face of the Geisha who was in the bonceng without wearing a helmet. Because his hair suddenly fell, making his mane brown and thick, wagging.

Behind his full face helmet. Elly has a jealous face. Wondering who that guy was in his mind? Why should a geisha advise her to pray? And where are the two of them?

"Go alone, right, for sure?" sniffle Elly resisting jealousy.

His left shoulder felt heavy. He looked at the rearview mirror and sure enough, the Geisha fell asleep. Stopping at a red light, Eldy clenched his Geisha hand to hug his stomach.

"Handle, baby. You will fall." Eldy muttered softly. He smiled like it. Although the Geisha was sleeping, but still he felt like he was in a real hug. Eldy slowed down the roar of his engine. He lowered one hand to hold the hand of the Geisha, who was still perched on his stomach.

"You've got me, Sha! No one can take you away from me!" mumbling Eldy. He was again upset if imagined with the face of Genta.

"Who's clean, him??"

Estimates of the trip to the house can actually be reached in thirty minutes, but Eldy made it an hour and a half almost close to magrib. The man deliberately circled around first anywhere, he still wanted to be alone like this with a Geisha.

Cit.

Engine roar, Eldy shut down. At this time they have arrived at the courtyard of the Father and Mother's house. Eldy took off the helmet and he put it on the chest of the bike. The bachelor grabbed the back of the Geisha's hand, close it to the lips to kiss her. And just wanted to stick, the Geisha in the back was already wriggling awake.

Hurried the girl's hand she took off. "Wake, Sha! It's so easy 'the purebred! My shoulders reach the pegel!" gerutu Eldy pretend.

"Well, yeah, El?" Geisha rubbed his eyes.

"Hem."

"I'm sorry, yeah, I fell asleep" he said.

Eldy nodded. And a moment later patted Geisha on the knee as she knew the girl was daydreaming for a long time. The geisha remembered the woman who had gone with Genta just now. His heart is burning again.

"Babies?"

Geisha. He rushed down while carrying two bags of plastic ducks. "Feed yuk first, El. All the magrib prayers are here." take the Geisha. Eldy happily agreed even in his jaim.

"okay."

Eldy and Geisha walked towards the main door. Eldy can catch the Geisha look like he was thinking about something.

"Om-om pigtails, yes!" Eldy sighed, his chest tight.

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"Come, down!" already a hundred times, Genta asked Avika to get out of his car. Currently, Genta was already in front of the gate of the Avika house. The house that Genta once bought for their shared residence, while still married.

"DO NOT WANT!" Avika still held firm with her stance. He looked straight ahead with both hands crossed.

"I don't want to go down, if Mas won't follow my request!" Avika is still cooking so that Genta will come back to her.

"I want to go home. Take a break. There's a schedule of night operations" Genta said coldly.

Avika kept shaking. "Whatever, I still don't want to go down!"

Genta rubbed his face riled up, while overflowing with rough breaths. Massaging the forehead gap that feels dizzy. Actually he was not anxious because he thought about Avika's attitude now. Instead, I was thinking of a geisha. Just like Eldy who was asking in his mind, who was Genta. Same with Genta now. Who's Elly?

Feeling annoyed by Avika's stubborn attitude. The clapper got down from the car. He turned a step, opened the side door and pulled Avika forcibly to get out.

"You hurt me, Mom!" Avika stroked his arm, he pretended to be in pain.

Genta stared at Avika's late-goal. "Our paths are each, Vika. I can't change yet. The marriage that you want to knit back with me, will only leave a wound in your heart. The dark memories will come back to shock you because of me. Look for another man, whom you always crave."

Avika shakes. Clear water fertilizes in the petals. He held Genta's hand. "I was shocked at first, Mom. Maybe I'm less patient than Kahla. Although I know, in the end Kahla is not strong either. But, for this year. I'm thinking. I'm musing. I can't be far from you. There's no good man like you, Mom!" Avika started crying. "I still love."

Genta. His fingers began to lift to wipe away the tears of Avika, the woman who was currently thirty years old. "If you continue with me, all your life will be tormented, Vika."

Avika shook her head. "No, Mas. No!"

"Let's get in there!" genta Titah. The man wants to get home from here.

Avika hugged Genta. It doesn't matter if they're on the side of the road. The bell thrashed, trying to take off the hook.

"Don't do this, Vika! Shame on!!"

Avika kept hugging and crying. He regretted. Why did this man beg her not to go. He kept going, throwing away Genta like trash without being given a chance to change.

"Come, Mas. We're getting married again! No need for a reception anymore, just a regular wedding. I want us to refer!"

"No way, Sha!" and both eyebrows are raised when the name Geisha is thrown from the mouth of Genta.

"Who was that? SHA'S? That girl? Your guidance child? Aye, Mas? HUH UH?" and at the end of the sentence Avika shouted. He continues to guess. And his guess is right.

Genta. He was confused, why is the Geisha still circling in his head?

"Listen to me, Mom! Only I know your flaws! I'm the only one who wants to come back and accept, even though I was shocked to divorce you. And I admit I was wrong. But, please remember! Don't try to fall in love with another woman if you're still like this! Because they're also gonna stay away, like me and Kahla!" Avika pushes Genta's chest rough. He walked into the house with a red face.

Hearing Avika's words, making a speck of taste to the Geisha seemed to fade. It cannot preserve that feeling. "I can't like it, Geisha."

After her divorce from Kahla. Avika came to fill his heart, able to make Genta fall in love and without thinking long to marry him. And after Avika found out Genta's flaws, the woman walked away. The clapper still hasn't changed. After her divorce from Avika. The bell still closes itself off from the women. He already knew, the marriage he lived will always lead to divorce.

"Geisha can't like me." Genta is not an insensitive plain man with a woman's attitude. He knew Geisha liked him from the beginning. Therefore, Genta was always cold to him. Although increasingly Genta refused, the taste and attention that Geisha gave continued to touch his heart, as it is now.

The clapper stuck his forehead on the roof of the car. Trying to relieve a chest that feels heavy. And he again imagined Geisha, when there was the sound of Adhan Magrib reverberating.

"Don't forget to pray, huh, Doc."

Genta shook his head faintly, momentarily recalling the Geisha's words.

"It looks like I ...." Genta shreds the chest. "No! No, can!!" Genta against his little heart. He chose to go from here to go home. Want to calm the mind, heart and rest unwind.

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Genta has taken a shower. He wears a short-sleeved shirt and long training pants. His hair he let unravel. Even though he has tried to forget the Geisha, it is still more forgotten even more remembered. Geisha laughter, sweet smile, sad look of the woman continues to fantasize in her head.

"I keep thinking about him!"

And.

"Ohhhhhh!" The clapper cried out where the hot water in the flask overflowed from the cup he was currently holding. Genta intended to make a hot chocolate that he wanted to enjoy while reading a book. But, the shadow of a Geisha made her like a madman.

"From tomorrow I should be able to keep my distance from him. I can't like it." Because if Genta's already lost his heart. The man will go after her, and will definitely want to marry her. Before that happens, Genta will try to retreat. Marriage is a haram thing for her now. The man was unable to return to sow the wound.

Along with the daydream that still held him, Genta's phone trembled on the sofa. Genta approached and grabbed the flat object. He opened the WhatsApp app, and found a message from a new number.

"Geisha?" when Genta presses the profile picture of the sender of the message. The angle of the lip line of the Genta curved channels rises upwards. This gondrong man betrayed his words just now. He could not resist his constant feelings for the Geisha. Himself happy. Hearts fascinated.

"It's so pretty you're here." Genta rubbed a picture of a smiling Geisha, sitting between Father and Mother.

"This, yes, her parents?" Festering clappers. Seeing the shade of the face of Father and Mother.

"Still young, huh? Very religious." he added again. Mom and Dad still look young. They were only forty-three years old, only eight years apart from Gentala.

I don't know what Dad's response is, if Genta marries a Geisha. The man who deserves to be his uncle.

In the picture of Dad, wearing Muslim clothes and scabbing. Even with Mother wearing a long robe and veil. The couple Hajj and Hajjah in the photo. It's just that they have not been able to strengthen the heart of Geisha to hijab. Maybe later.

"It's different with my parents." Genta took a breath. He was pensive, because the difference was so far away. Like the earth and the sky. "We were created only to live in Hell." the man was bowed in a daydream.

Genta closes the profile picture and presses the incoming message from the Geisha again.

[Assalammualaikum, Doc. What do? Said Father and Mother, thank you so much for the ducks. Hopefully the doctor's sustenance will increase. Aamiins. Thanks, yes, Doc.]

Genta's heart roared again. He looked at the message with a smile. He rubbed his chest that kept pounding. "I haven't felt this way in a long time."

Genta admitted that he was starting to fall in love. A burning feeling in his chest seemed to pull over his denial, after he vowed to stay away from the Geisha. In fact, he can't.

[I'm not doing anything, Sha. You welcome. Greetings to Your Parents]

Send ...

[Oh, yes. What are you now?]

Send ...

Not just once, but twice Genta sent a message. After the message was sent. Genta smiled looking at the device. Waiting for the heart thief to return the message again.

The clapper came up to the mirror on the wall. He looked at his face.

"I'm still young, right? Still dashing?" He remembered with Eldy. Eldy is handsome, young, and neat with a haircut of men today.

Genta held the hairline up into the air.

"From my bachelor never cut my hair so short, is now the time?"

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