FRIEND BUT MARRIED
part1

, can man really do no wrong?” ask me on the wind at dusk.

The wind that heard my question was silent. He did not answer a word.

She just stroked my hair with her smoothness. Her caress in the twilight made me remember the caress of my mother who years ago.

Living abroad is not always fun. The shadow of the hometown is always able to create its own longing for each nomad. This is the feeling I feel.

I think the memories of the hometown can not be bought with anything.

However, I am fully aware that this is my way of life. Living away from home for the sake of changing fate to be better.

In my encounter with the wind in between the twilight while reading what was hidden in desolation.

It was as if I heard a whisper from the wind saying that all who live in this world will not be separated from the existence of a judgment.

At first I didn't understand what he was saying. But after dusk went away little by little I began to understand what the twilight wind was saying.

After the wind whispered those words. I try to perk up his words.

When the cold wind washed my skin there was a fragrant smell of jasmine flowers that reached my nose. The twilight wind suddenly turned into a beautiful figure.

That place is so beautiful and peaceful. There he invited me to sit down to watch the sun slowly descending into his contest.

Looking at the sun that sinks. He said, “Learn from the sun. He knows when it is time to work. And know when it's time to rest.”

I was obviously confused to digest his words. As if I understood what I was feeling. He continued his words.

“You are too hard at work to forget that your body has the right to rest. Don't overdo it in your pursuit of the world.

Because, the more you chase busy chasing the world. The world will be further away from you. For the sake of the truth of your life rest your mind and body.”

What he said didn't just wake me up. But also faced with a question that until now I have not found the answer.

Dusk held its purple curtain. The rest of the footsteps of the sun still appear to be left in the western sky.

Not long after one by one the stars began to appear to carry out their obligations. Meanwhile, the moon still seemed timid to show itself.

She was still covered in clouds while decorating herself. So that the appearance later is really in accordance with what the audience expects.

In the thicket in a small hut, on the edge of a clear lake a child who had been hiding was still hesitant to go home.

He was hesitant and also afraid to go home because this afternoon he had spilled the well water that his father brought home to bathe himself and his sisters.

When the night began to move and attacks by wild mosquitoes harassed his determination not to go home.

Unexpectedly, suddenly came an old woman who came to sit in a small hut, on the edge of the well.

Although the boy did not recognize the old woman well. But the little boy had heard many things about the old woman who always covered her calf with a piece of cloth. It was unclear why he had to cover his calf with such a cloth.

The old woman was mysterious and full of strange things. Not many know where he came from.

Some say she used to be the daughter of an mpu. Another oddity that exists in the woman is the existence of a piece of cloth that always covers her calf.

Some people thought the old woman had never changed her calf cover. While some think that the old woman has a special supply of cloth to be used as a cover cloth calf.

So it is not surprising that the shape of the covering cloth he wears is always the same, both the pattern, color, size, and even how to tie it.

While the second mentions that she is a woman or woman of choice.

The woman of this choice is the woman who has a special gift. And the grace in question is a gift that was once owned by Ken Dedes, a woman who had a glowing calf.

Among the many santri princesses I know her name. There is one name that can be seized

my attention. Arinis. It was driven by such deep likes. I also dare to

I expressed my love to him. He seems to have the same feelings for me.

He also put a liking on me and that's what caused him to accept me as

her lover. Having to find this kind of reality makes me happy. But this is precisely

confuses me.

I don't know how to continue or maintain this relationship to the next level

subsequent. I am well aware that this is a boarding school and there is no way we are dating in public.

I have to find another way. Coincidentally since entering the pesantren that I have a penchant for writing.

I don't know where the activities that I once hated are now becoming my favorite. Sometimes I send my writing to local print media. Once upon a time at dusk.

I received a printed proof sent by the print media containing my writing I found a familiar name. Yes, in the newspaper that contains my writing it also says the name Arinis.

As soon as I found out about it, the next day I asked Arinis if the name was indeed true.

Arinis also agreed. From then on, my path was opened to continue my relationship with Arinis. That road we call the tangle of romance in ink.

“Mas, confident with this road?”

“Mas, very sure. If we are destined to mate, no one is able to separate us.”

“Alright, mas. May this be our path so that we can get to that point. And may Allah SWT bless our path, yes mas.”

at that time Arinis and I wrote and sent our writings to a number of print media.

Those writings are for us our representatives. They tell the truth about what we feel.

Cleverness, joy, joy, joy, and sorrow all we spill in the writing. Our representatives were sometimes poetry and sometimes short stories.

It is through writing that we are able to get to know each other. Although we rarely meet in person enough to know each other through the writing.

Reading Arinis writing as if able to dive into the private of the beautiful girl. The opposite is true with Arinis.

Through my writing Arinis also seemed to know me more deeply. We continued to do each other until we graduated from the pesantren.

After graduating from the school. We decided to live together in a legitimate marriage.

We did not expect the boarding wall that was once a barrier for us. Instead of training us and teaching that all there is time and need process.

Our love journey also teaches that love must be based on mutual understanding and understanding.