A Piece of Asa In A Taste
Accident

When Bylla was still looking down lethargic, and trying to understand what was happening with her heart. Suddenly he was startled by the sound of a squeaking door, a young man was opening the door with a big smile.

"Budhe, I'm still here. I'm not going anywhere" said the man.

Bylla gasped in shock, spontaneously he looked up, and looked at the man who was none other than Ghani. His heart thumped when his net caught the figure of Ghani who was smiling sweetly. His sturdy body was clad in a long white shirt, and a brown holster. His hair was neatly combed, his face looked fresh, and looked more handsome, than usual.

"It turns out that what was sold was my own home. Oh destiny, how unfortunate my fate is, why should I end up like this," the middle-aged woman said while crying loudly. He roared as he walked away, away from Ghani's house.

Bylla looked at him while frowning in wonder. What the hell is going on?

"Sorry Bylla, she's new, she's her sister Mother who lives there" Ghani said, pointing to the house across the street.

"Actually she lives with her husband in Malang. But her business went bankrupt, and her husband was in prison, unable to pay off his debts. He was devastated, and so it was. Her brain is a little, mmm," Ghani continued, scratching her head, hoping that Bylla would understand what she meant.

"Stress?" ask Bylla.

"Yes, that's kind of." Answer Ghani.

Bylla nodded her head. A little relieved, because it turns out Ghani did not go anywhere. At first glance Bylla glanced at Ghani who was standing before her. Without him knowing where it came from, suddenly there was a strange feeling running through him. A taste that makes his heart beat fast, and makes his heart pound hard, but also very comfortable to enjoy. What's up with him?

"Mmm Bylla, come on in! Sorry I was late to open the door, I and the others were still praying" Ghani said with a smile.

Bylla turned her face away, she felt very nervous as she looked at Ghani's smile.

"Bylla!" call Ghani, because Bylla has been quiet for a long time.

"Mmm sorry, I. I was just for a moment. Actually, I just wanted to give this to you. Please take Arron, and also the kids, yes!" bylla said as she got up from her seat, handing Ghani an invitation paper.

Ghani was transfixed instantly, the woman he loved was actually married. He was still shaking, too heavy to move his hand. The pain and tightness in his chest, made his body freeze right then and there. Is this like love? He came by himself, and left at will. He presents beauty, yet he also leaves sorrow.

Bylla looked at the man who was staring in front of her. What's up with him? His heart was beating faster when he saw Ghani exhaling violently, could it be that he had disappointed him?

"Ghani, are you okay?" ask Bylla.

"Mmm I'm good, I'm fine. Sorry." Answer Ghani.

"It's an invitation for you, take Arron and the kids!" bylla repeated her words.

"Yes, thank you" Ghani replied as she reached for the invitation.

"Yes, enough Arron and the kids are coming, but not with me. I'm not strong enough to stare at you with another man at the bather. Although I realize who I am, but in fact this feeling is very torturing to me. Bylla, you are present and enthroned in my heart, somehow I deleted your name. You've occupied all the space in the khalbuku." Ghani in his heart.

"Well, then I'll go home!" bylla said with a smile.

"Yes, careful!"

"Assalamu'alaikum."

Then Bylla stepped away, and got into her car. He began to advance it, and left Ghani still stuck in his place.

Ghani stared at Bylla's departure with an erratic heart. Not one bit he turned his net, until Bylla's car disappeared in the corner.

Ghani looked down, looking at the face of Bylla's ayu engraved in the invitation paper. She was smiling sweetly with her future husband. Ghani closed her eyes while biting her lips, trying to calm her volatile heart.

With heavy steps, Ghani entered his house. He clasped tightly onto the invitation paper, which was in his hand. Ghani glimpsed at the children who were teaching with Arron. He smiled wryly, as he continued to step towards his room.

Dusk has long passed, now lives a sweet night. In the dimness, Ghani sat down on a mat held on the floor. He raised both hands, complaining to the Creator about what had happened to his heart.

"O Allah, only You understand what the servant feels like. Forgive the sins of the servants, O Allah, perhaps the servant should not think of a woman who has not been lawful for the servant, even now the woman will establish a lawful relationship with another man. O Allah, if he is not the destiny of the servant, please remove this feeling, close the servant to the true soul mate of the servant. I ask, O God, only You have the power to turn your hearts upside down, please erase the feelings of the servant for him, O Allah." Ghani said to His Creator.

Shortly after, Arron went into the room. He approached Ghani, and sat down next to him.

"Why Bang?" ask Arron.

"Next week Bylla gets married. You come with the kids, I'll wait at home!" ghani replied with a long sigh.

Arron stared at the piece of invitation paper that was on Ghani's lap. He grabbed it, and read it at a glance.

"Prophey, Bang!" arron patted Ghani on the shoulder.

"I'm sincere Ron, the man who can make her happy" Ghani replied as she moved from her seat, and stepped towards the window of her room.

Arron looked at him with a pus.

"Oh Allah, please match Bylla with Bang Ghani. If their true destiny is not matchmaking, please change that destiny. Poor Bang Ghani, he really sincerely loves Bylla. Give happiness to both of them" Arron said, staring at Ghani's back.

***

The hour hand shows at 07:00 p.m. The glittering stars, and the beautiful full moonlight, seemed to adorn the vast expanse of the sky. Flickering city lights, combined with the highlight of the vehicle that passed on the streets, accompanied the night that had not long greeted.

Bylla was still sitting in the car, she was driving at high speed. Since his feelings were uncomfortable, he wanted to quickly rest in his room. Ghani's house is far away, and a few more kilos, he will arrive at his own house.

Shortly thereafter, Bylla was startled by the sound of a phone ringing aloud. Bylla opened her sling bag, and grabbed her phone, it was Reymond who called.

When Bylla was about to wipe the green button, suddenly her phone even slipped from her grasp. The phone fell near his feet.

"Ahh, it fell down again, "bylla grumbled with her head down, and grabbed her phone.

Not yet had Bylla straighten her seat, suddenly she was startled by the sound of a fairly loud crash, along with the shattered car glass strewn about, raining down on her body. In the next second, Bylla could not remember what happened to her.

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