Kiss Me
Life must go on

"Where are we going, Ar? ask Anwa again.

"Well I said we go to KUA, you want to?" Arkana then complained of pain when Anwa's punch and pinch landed on her arm, "loh Wa's pain, really bad."

"Part of asking really answers that."

"Let's comfort Wa, it's my job" he said smilingly looking at Anwa.

The car drove at a moderate speed, leading to one of the tourist destinations that many people say is one of the romantic places in Bandung.

"Down yuk, it's over."

Tourist destination Pine forest, cool air of pine forest with beautiful scenery in it.

They walked along the path filled with plants on the left right.

"Let there later many Wa orchid flowers,"

Anwa enjoyed the cool scenery here, her head turned to the right to the left, turned back her body looking back, then turned again as if dissatisfied as her eyes looked at the flowers presented there.

"Well...."

"Yes." Yeah."

"So you ate a ballom at the hotel?"

"Udah."

"The balloons there are unique restos" Arkana pointed out.

"Don't do it, I'm still full, let's get there" Anwa pulled Arkana's hand to follow her again.

"It's called kokedama, isn't it?" anwa asked as she looked at the kokedama hanging along her walk in the area.

"Yes," replied Arkana who was impatient to invite Anwa to walk on a suspension bridge.

He said the suspension bridge looks romantic when the afternoon before night, exotic lights illuminate along the bridge.

" A minute Ar, I want to sit there," said Anwa and then walk on a park chair under the pine forest.

"Drink," Arkana gave him a bottle of mineral water that he carried in his backpack.

"Thank you" replied Anwa.

"Racid?"

"Little."

"Which hair type? here I'm putting on her hair."

As usual Anwa gave her hairband to Arkana who had started to have her own habits.

Standing in front of Anwa and then began to scoop all of Anwa's hair up to be tied high by Arkana, so that the neck of the level also looks so sexy in the eyes of Arkana.

"Done, it's not too big, is it?" Anwa nodded in response to the question of the man who likes to pony her curly hair.

"What do you want to show me?"

"We go to the bridge, it's already dusk, usually the bridge will be illuminated exotic lights, people say there is romantic," he said raising his eyebrows alternately.

Anwa just laughed, then stood up and walked again.

Sure enough before dusk the lights along the bridge was lit, it was beautiful. There were several young couples crossing the bridge holding hands.

"Come," said Arkana sticking out her hand to be greeted by Anwa.

Anwa welcomed Arkana's hand, the bridge moved slightly but then stabilized.

"That...."

"Yes" Arkana said, turning to Anwa.

"It's getting foggy, huh?"

"Why? you cold?" Arkana took off her jacket and put it on Anwa, "is it good, comfortable?"

"You smell your perfume" Anwa smiled.

"Aciumin aja let more comfortable Wa, if necessary all the people," again Arkana complained after his shoulder received a blow from Anwa.

"This is a long bridge, Ar" asked Anwa.

"Lumayan, for the young couple, the longer the bridge is more fun Wa," explained Arkana.

"Can't that be it?"

"Ish," let go of his hand on Arkana.

"Ye kok on the loose anyway, here.your hands are cold so," Arkana pulled back the girl's hand, "kalo I hold your hand not because of anything Wa, fear lo ilang, ntar suddenly I glanced behind you no longer there," he said who got a flick from Anwa's lips.

"No, behind us it's lonely, there's nobody."

"Arkaaaaan. serem tau, home yuk.. boro-boro romantic Ar, nyeremin tau," Anwa swiped her body closer to Arkana, the timid girl was frightened when looking back was completely deserted.

"Haha... " Arkana laughs at Anwa sticking a body to her, Arkana swiftly embraces the girl's shoulder, "there's nothing I should be afraid of," he said again then pinned one strand of Anwa's hair behind the ear that fell on the left side.

Arkana's warm breath swept across Anwa's face, the sight re-locking each other, the increasingly thick fog made the air even colder. They stood facing each other, Arkana's hands that had cupped Anwa's cheeks as if ready to land a glimpse of kiss.

"The colder we go home yuk" asked Arkana, who finished the gaze, then gently stroked the two cheeks of the girl before him.

"That...."

"Yes, Wa."

"I'm a laper" Anwa smiled and tightened her hand.

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Five days after their return from Bandung, Anwa was preoccupied with extraordinary work, even to reply to Arkana's message only in reply with only one word "yes or no or not or later"

Lunch delivery is still often received even though it is not as intelligent as before. Maybe the sender was getting bored Anwa thought at the time. And the food deliveryman who is none other than Arkana himself has rarely sent food to Anwa because Anwa often tells me if he prefers to eat in a roadside tent around his office, in addition to frequent breathing of air outside the office, he also wants to hang out with his fellow colleagues.

Today is Friday at the end of the month, Anwa's schedule to visit Dika's tomb. Permission to go home early one hour before the hour of returning home from work was already obtained. After saying goodbye to Ema's mother and getting her work done, Anwa walks out of her office building. Using an on-line ojek that takes him to the cemetery at the Tebet's number. The highway still looks empty, the activity of the office home has not been started.

On-line Ojek began to enter the road to the place where Dika buried. Telling the driver to wait for a while, Anwa found a girl he knew was sitting reciting prayers at the grave of her lover.

"Dea," said Anwa, the girl raised her head.

"Mbak Anwa" he answered, and they hugged each other.

After offering a prayer for the lover, and briefly telling him about his daily life now, Anwa then gently caressed the headstone and then said goodbye.

"I'm home, baby, Assalamualaikum."

Dea who noticed it all could only smile thinly, she knew very well how Anwa felt when she lost Dika. Everyone who loves Dika will definitely be destroyed, including Anwa who is always with that humble figure.

"For a while, De" he said, then walked up to the driver to leave him here, then gave the money to the driver.

"Who was Dea here?" ask Anwa.

"Tadi naek ojol is also Mbak" Dea replied.

They walk side by side.

"How are you doing, Mama?"

"Mama good Mama, but yes until now also if inget Kak Dika still often cry."

"Where is Anwa's mother? never been home?" ask Dika's sister.

"I'm not ready yet, Dea" he said, "i'm not ready to see Mama, I'm not ready to see her" he replied.

"Mama is not angry with Ms. Anwa, mama know Mbak Anwa is not wrong, this is the destiny of Allah Mbak."

"Yes, I know, but I wasn't ready to see my mom, I should have met Dika that night and taken her to the hospital" Anwa said in tears.

"Mr... " Dea calmed the girl down, "all has happened, if we blame ourselves, it's the same we don't accept what God has written for us."

"Life must continue to run Ma'am, mama has accepted the reality of losing her proud child, Mbak must also be able to accept the fact that Kak Dika is happy there," said Dea again.

"Life must go on Mbak, the way of life and the future of Mbak Anwa is still very long, Kak Dika wants Mbak to enjoy the life of Mbak now with or without Kak Dika." They hugged each other, cried together again.

It has been almost a year after the departure of Dika, it is appropriate Anwa began to rearrange her life, Arkana's presence has been covered with feelings of guilt over Dika's departure.

"I came home, Ma'am," said Dea and then put their cheeks together.

"Dea play to the hostel if there's time."

"Mbak Anwa also took the time to go home to see mom."

Anwa nodded and wiped her tears back.

***life must go on. with or without our loved ones.

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