Between Love and Love
Get used to it yourself and it will continue like this.

Don't like to imitate Damar. Not so good. Aunt Rara is going to mama!" Threaten Tara to Azam.

" Don't dong aunt. Azam is just following me."

"Then don't follow me again!"

Azam also nodded in understanding. This little boy gives a little color and lives Tara. When he was sad, there was Azam who always comforted himself with his funny chirping.

"Azam! You do it there for a long time, son," reprimanded a beautiful hijab-wearing woman who walked towards Tara's room.

"Yes ma, it's coming out." Answer Azam.

"Come, eat first, baby!" take the mother when she sees her child coming out of Tara's room.

"Okay mom."

Azam immediately ran towards the dining table. While the mother was still at the door of the room with a smile looking at Tara.

"Why smile yourself. Is that funny mbak?" ask Tara.

"Sir, why did you choose to shy away from it all? Not all good and dear to you," asked mama Azam who sat her body next to Tara.

"Neveryone is being avoided. It's all well and dear but Tara can't be there." Answer Tara .

"What's the reason? Because of your love for the Clouds or your past love Anton? Both men are kind and I can see they are sincere with you. Wouldn't it be unfair for them if you walked away from them this way?"

"All good and sincere mbak. Tara was, who didn't deserve to be next to any of them. Anton, ever hope and my admiration is amazing. Desire to grow old together and build a happy family. But, broken with our different social status. So, I buried everything myself. In fact, Anton doesn't even know how I feel. And Cloud's a good man who's able to treat Tara's wounds. Being able to melt a frozen heart never makes promises and never chats sweet words. All just implied without spoken and Tara likes it. Again, God does not desire. I'm used to it myself and will continue like this. " Answer Tara at length.

Mama Azam hugged Tara. Her tears just spilled. The woman he was holding was very fragile. How could his hopes have always been broken so many times. How did he get through his wounds alone? It seems like the expression of a strong woman is true.

The Jakarta

"Salma please, tell me where Tara's address is in Surabaya. I called her several times can't." Cloud repeatedly asked for Tara's address.

He is currently sitting opposite Salma in a cafe located not far from Salma's office. Awan is trying to persuade Tara's best friend to give Tara's address in Surabaya.

Sometimes we need to be in a phase like this. Get away from people who know us and start a new life somewhere else. Not to avoid problems or anything but, a new place will make our hearts more calm.

"Awan, actually I don't know where Tara is. He left suddenly and we were all shocked. He said he wanted to go to Surabaya. Kali thought she was going to the orphanage where she was being cared for. Apparently he wasn't there. Merry made sure he wasn't there. And his phone number can't be called. I'm also sad, I'm worried and confused where to find him" Salma said with a sigh. He was unable to hold back the tears that kept dripping without excuse.

" What does it mean not to know? Didn't he say to Surabaya. Why can't you be contacted? Please give me the address of the orphanage in Surabaya. I'd like to follow him if he's not there." Pinta Cloud.

"Merry made sure of that. His brother is in Surabaya and his place is close to the Tara orphanage. He's not there. Here the sad is not just you. I and the others are sad too. But as much as possible we all appreciate Tara's decision. Maybe he needs some alone time."

Clouds down. This was all because of him, if only he had not started a relationship with Tara if only he could have been more courageous to take a stand, if only he had not hurriedly made up his mind, the woman would still be here gathering with them. How can a woman be so strong, alone from a long time accustomed to being hit with sadness that seems endless. His hopes had to be broken many times. How is there a woman this strong?

"Tara nitipin something's the same me. Tomorrow I'll take you to kos lo."

"Okay I wait! Thanks huh?"

"Together."

Next day.

The cloud had received a package from Salma that a few minutes ago was delivered by a courier. He quickly opened the package.

"What is this," he said, curious.

How surprised he was when he opened the package. Some of the books he looked at carefully. The stories of prophets and friends. These are all stories from the prophet he once told. Without her knowing, Tara reads this book. The clouds shed tears instantly. His views are shifted to a book that tells about the son of Prophet Muhammad SAW, Fatimah Az Zahra.

On the front cover of the written book.

I really want to worry about how to be a dear girl. But God does not allow. But, I will not blame God for what is my destiny. But, I hope to be a wife who is loved and also loved. And I want to be a mother who also loves her children with all her heart and all her soul. I want a family. A simple house, and a lot of love in it.

The clouds cried without a sound. Her chest feels tight. His lungs were not getting oxygen. A family, as simple as Tara's hope. How could he not be sensitive to this. What Hafis said was true, he did not fight. It broke the hope of a woman. And now he regretted all that.

"Yes, God protect Tara wherever you are. Happy he is in every roar of his steps. Yes, God." The cloud could not continue his prayer. He can no longer speak. Her tears spilled continuously without excuse.