I LOVE YOU (I LOVE YOU NOT)
Second Meeting

I packed all my necessities - some clothes and other necessities that I would wear later while in ginseng country. Do not forget also I brought my favorite camera to devote the moment while there later. I can't wait to see Mahendra. Since the passing of Edi, this may be the first time I feel a real love for a man.

No one can guess when and where someone will find their true love It's also what I feel right now-at my age that has passed the head of three to feel falling in love seems strange this is what I feel and I'm doing now with Mahendra.

"You're sure you're going to go alone, Di," my mother asked as she helped pack my clothes.

"Yes, Mom, just calm down. Inshallah I will be fine, "my answer convinced my mother.

"it remains that Mother is worried, let alone your meeting in another country" continued my mother

I moved closer to my seat facing my mother. I wanted to reassure him that my decision to leave was also to reassure me of my feelings for Mahendra.

"Mom, I met with Mahendra to make sure that he could take care of me when we met in the land of people.I also wanted to convince myself that he was the best choice to be my partner. "

"Yes, I just pray you can find a good and right person later on." continued Mother

"Alright my dear Mother," I said as I gently kissed my mother's wrinkled forehead. His advanced age did not melt the beauty of the face of my mother who was a former Beauty Model at his time.

I am again busy with all my needs that I will bring later helped by Mother who tidied my clothes into a suitcase. It is fortunate that I as a child have a mother like her who has been very supportive of all the wishes and needs of her child since we were children.

My flight that must first transit at the international airport in the Capital requires me to be able to go with the first flight - let alone to proceed to an international flight is required at least three hours before departure because it must pass the checking process immigration and queues are certainly long especially for the school holiday season like today.

Arriving at Soekarno-hatta International Airport, I immediately moved to another terminal to pursue my time even though there were still four hours left for a connecting flight to Seoul.

Airport trains connecting from one terminal to another save me time when I move from my arrival terminal to another. Arriving I was terminated 3 international airport Sukarno-Hatta immediately I searched the airline counter for my flight according to the counter number displayed on the screen Flight Information System. It turned out that there was a long queue of passengers lined up waiting for their turn to check When it was my turn to hand over my flight documents to the airline officer for the check-in process and before long I immediately headed to the examination room immigration before entering the passenger lounge.

 Fortunately I already have experience traveling abroad so that the items that are prohibited during the flight have been removed first so that not much time is spent on inspection.

In the waiting room I saw no more vacant seats - seen some other passengers were also sitting cross-legged beside their luggage on the floor and I also decided to sit on the floor waiting room it is covered with a thick comfortable carpet.

I turned on my mobile phone that I had not had time to turn on shortly after the landing - shortly afterwards several times the sound of messages coming into my phone reads.Messages sent by my mother and also Mahendra asking where I am at this time.

(where has my son been?) my mother wrote in a Whatsapp message.

(If mo flies do not forget to tell Mother) the other Mother's message sounded

So did some of the messages that Mahendra sent to me that came in at the same time as I turned on my mobile phone.

(Where are you)

(when u landed in Jakarta Call me)

Long enough waiting time deliberately quiz by replying to incoming messages in turn. Without feeling the end of departure time has arrived for a moment heard the airport officer announce passengers to immediately board the plane.

"Attention Please. Korean Air Flight Number 5628 to Seoul is now boarding. Would all of passengers please pass on to gate 9. Thank you" an announcement sound rang out from the loudspeaker of the waiting room.

(Please Attention. Korean Air Flight 5628 to Seoul is now boarding. All passengers must pass through Gate 9. Thank you)

As usual every time the flight I do not feel rushed to get into the plane other than for reasons lazy standing long to keep the line queue turn but also because the sitting position has been determined didn't ask me to look for a chair like a queue inside a bus.

The trip we took took more than seven hours - a shorter travel time than the previous Jakarta to Sydney flight. Flights at night do not feel tiring because the time on the way I spend with sleep and wake up in the early hours of the morning.

The plane landed at Incheon International Airport.

The scenery at Incheon International Airport is the same as the international airport in Singapore which has facilities including a spa, ice skating ring, golf, casino, indoor park, game center to the Korean Museum. but this time I do not intend to explore the beauty of the largest airport in K-Pop country because my goal is to meet Mahendra immediately.

After passing through the immigration check and taking my luggage I immediately searched for a Taxi airport that would take me to a hotel in the Myeongdong region one of the popular places in Seoul where Mahendra stayed.

Mahendra could not pick me up at the airport because the next morning the man had just started his seminar at the same hotel. Mahendra just gave me a hint that I would use a taxi service to get to the hotel where he was staying.

No need to wait a long time I've got a taxi to the hotel where Mahendra is staying. When reading whatsapp mahendra's message telling me about the location where we will stay makes me curious and find out about the hotel especially I was one of the big fans of Korean films from college first.

(I booked already a room for you in Lotte Hotel. Just tell the receptionist) wrote Mahendra

Wow, Lotte my inner hotel. My mind was already floating imagining going to the beautiful places in this country with Mahendra - it must have felt very romantic. Without realizing I was smiling to myself in the taxi.

"Welcome to Lotte Hotel, how can I help you, Ma’am? (Welcome to Lotte Hotel. Can I help you, Mom?)" greet a beautiful woman who becomes a hotel receptionist.

"Goodmorning. I’d like to check in, please. (Good morning. I want to check in, I told the hotel clerk.

"Do you have any reservation?"

"I have made a reservation on behalf of Mr.. Mahendra Khan from Sydney for one room" I replied

"Ok let me Check, Mam." he said again as he pressed a few keys on his small computer keyboard to find the order I mentioned earlier. "on behind Mahendra Khan reservation for four nights." continue the beautiful woman again.

"Yes, that's right" I said

"Ok Mam's. May I see your passport"

I opened the small bag I threw on my shoulder and handed my passport to the woman.

"The room has been paid for, Mam. Here’s the room key, you can have breakfast at 7 a.m. tomorrow" said the young woman again as she handed me the hotel key.

"Okay, Thank You"

"Your welcome, Mum."

Another hotel attendant helped me with my suitcase and pointed me towards the hotel elevator. every corner of this hotel room looks very luxurious and this is for the first time since I am a widow can enjoy again the scenery and luxurious facilities like this.

The hotel clerk helped me open the door - a moment later the sound of someone I knew calling my name from the east.

"Diana. Hey." call that voice

Instantly I turned towards the voice-and I saw Mahendra hurriedly walking towards me with his face full of smiles. The man then grabbed my shoulder intending to embrace - instantly I pushed his body to keep his distance.

"Why? (why) Mahendra asked with a slightly shocked face realizing my rejection.

"its forbidden in our religion for a hug because we are not married yet, dear." I explained.

(It is forbidden in our religion to embrace because we are not married)

"it's Okay Diana. I understand" said Mahendra. The man then apologized to me. But the happy look on his face was still so clear when we talked and joked.

In the break of his work-Mahendra deliberately took me to the hotel restaurant. Incidentally I have not had time to buy food for my breakfast at the airport. After ordering some food for me - Mahendra looked back at me. His round black eyes glared at me so tightly that I could see myself in the reflection of his eyeballs. It was as if I was the only one in the eyes of the man before me. I feel like her gaze will make me weak one day. Although I don't know why those jet-black eyes of his can make me feel that way. Maybe it's just because I'm a woman and she's a man. That'sthat's all.

"I love you, Diana" Mahendra said at once to my surprise.

during his time with him and for almost a year we talked through long distance telephone conversations recently Mahendra expressed his love for me.

I wanted to reply to Mahendra's words earlier - but somehow these lips felt silly to just reply that I also love Mahendra.

My heart's getting worse. His eyes still looked at me. I could see myself in the reflection of his eyeballs. It was just me in his eyes.I don't know-I felt my own fear and doubt in his eyeballs.

Suddenly his hands clasped my hands and it felt like my body was shaking and limp. As long as I knew him, he never held my hand like this. During that time I was afraid to touch her other than because I was hijabed because I didn't believe in myself. I tried so hard to stop myself from feeling things I shouldn't.

My fear is real too. I felt comfort in his grasp. It feels like I don't want to let go. The feelings I endured, I buried, and I never let out for a second.

Mahendra smiled at my behavior. This time he turned his gaze a moment at me and his face instantly turned sad.

I don't know where my courage came from when I said the words "I love you too." from my own mouth

Instantly Mahendra's face again turned gleeful - a smile that had momentarily disappeared now expands on his sweet face.

I began to fall in love with that man again. A feeling I couldn't resist even though many times I held it back.

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