Love Sholeha
Meetings and intersections

The busyness of Sholeha at work, and added to the research activities that he called into every day made him not feel if the wedding date is only two days before the day H. Likewise with Sholeh who did a lot of things for his business plan, and his marriage. In the space of just two weeks fewer shops have been completed in renovation.

He also took the time to take care of all the preparation of all correspondence for his marriage. From his last trip with chicken roasted soy sauce at that time, Sholeh also had not had time to meet directly with Sholeha. He also realized this busyness also happened to his future wife who was also added to an impromptu study class.

The sun was scorching Sholeh took a moment to sit in his room. There was actually a plan to meet some relatives in person today, he put off a bit. There is a sense of tiredness and longing that is mixed into one, Sholeh is so eager to see Sholeha for just a moment, even if just saying hello. The two are separated as if stretched a distance so far and endless, sometimes it does meet but not in the least there is time to exchange ideas and just look at each other.

All affairs are resolved by the two families are so compact does not involve the bride and groom. I don't know, Sholeh just felt forbidden to meet with Sholeha.

He leaned his back on the head of the bed, his hand scrolling through the screen of the phone that had just rang.

" Waalaikumsalam, what's up Sholeha?" he answered the phone he had just received.

" I guess this is the last chance yes, next time if not urgent do not meet him" Sholeh slightly smiled hearing the answer from his interlocutor who was not heard from a distance.

" I'll see you too, Rahma later. Just give him an invitation. Don't think bad, he's just my friend" she added, her tone still soft and decorated with a small smile.

" I think we need to ask them for their blessing, so that nothing happens on our happy day tomorrow" he chuckled again to himself.

Not long after the closing greeting said from Sholeh, he also put his cellphone. " A lot miss gini, he called just saying he wanted to see the ex, uh you're too hearty" he murmured while shaking his head in disbelief with Sholeha's attitude, which seemed funny.

Sholeh planned to sleep for a while, later in the afternoon he had chosen Rahma to meet first, like what he said to Sholeha earlier, at least asking for prayers to facilitate his worship after tomorrow.

***

" How are you, when's it coming?" sholeha asked Arman. The man sat casually across from the teak chair in the slightly messy living room. Maybe tomorrow it has been turned into a historic place for the marriage contract.

" I'm good, last night I arrived home, deliberately wanted to stop here", he seemed to observe the tares of Sholeha's relatives and family who began to prepare for all the needs of the event.

" Thank God, you and I are healthy?"

" Of course, Sholeha I think today is the day you might have dreamed of with me first, and sorry I couldn't make it happen" he said.

" This is the path that has been given to us, I think the mas chose it. I do not blame, I also apologize if making many wounds that may not be forgotten, Sholeha asked for a prayer of course my decision is good for us" replied Sholeha so firmly.

Arman was a little surprised to see Irma who had just come out from inside and joined in. Since returning home last night he himself has not had time to meet the girl who has expressed his feelings in the midst of the chaos of his relationship with Sholeha first. " Imma, are you here too?" ask her nervously.

Irma nodded, not answering more to Arman. Instead, Sholeha led the conversation very casually. " He will be shrewd for ten days, "always melt the atmosphere that begins to stiffen.

" Any, I was just a little surprised. How's Ir doing?" Arman greets the woman who looks silent and has no taste in greeting him.

" Good, not bad. My best friend is always there for me" a disappointed answer to a stale question from an Arman.

Arman was silent, in his heart just whispering "I'm sorry I let you down" and trying to calm down.

" I came to apologize, my immature attitude has you guys fighting for quite some time. But I am relieved to see you who have not changed just because of this unwise me", he sounded earnest.

Sholeha sighed, "All has passed, me and Irma are not easy to get through either, and I think healing together from a wound is a better solution than covering it with hatred, no one is happy between us at all"

" Again, sorry. And once again I come to congratulate and pray for your marriage the day after tomorrow, sorry if I can't attend in person, however I don't want my tears to fall before your eyes Sholeha, very embarrassing", Arman chuckled softly.

" Your disappointment this time, gave my unanimous decision to stop loving you and yet, though I am still jealous of your attitude, I give up. For so long you still didn't see me" Irma blatantly said that.

Arman fell silent, as if he had just realized something he had forgotten. His hand rubbed his nape randomly all of a sudden, he took a breath. " I'm sorry, I let you down too" she told Irma.

The living room that felt very awkward was so visible, from a distance it was very clear if Arman came to dare to end all the things he had avoided without finishing it. Arman clearly looks desperate to meet Sholeha on the busy day before her wedding, she also did not expect there will be Irma there too.

" Once, this need not be discussed anymore", replied Irma, he seemed to stop Arman's conversation that he could not accept in this situation.

Not for an hour, Arman had said goodbye, maybe he felt chest tightness if he had to face the two women. Not to mention the busy atmosphere in the Sholeha residence which made it very uncomfortable.

***

" I don't think you can go home" Sholeh said to Rahma who had just sat in front of him. Both of them were in a cafe, deliberately Sholeh made an appointment with Rahma, of course to give a piece of the invitation printed yesterday. After going through many discussions finally Sholeha agreed to combine the walimah on the same day with the agreement.

" I must have tried it, where I might not have come", he drew an invitation that seemed late to him.

" Oh well I also ask for his prayer, so that our show goes well"

" Of course, I always prayed for the best", he took a deep breath, "Although until now I still wish I could marry you, as you once said jokingly before" he smiled bitterly.

Sholeh fell silent, trying to keep his heart from getting dissolved in the conversation that concerns this heart," We are not a soul mate deck, believe me I also do not think about my path like this", he tried to calm Rahma.

Rahma smiled, "While it takes time, I can definitely get through it".

His meeting with Rahma seemed very careful, Sholeh himself very avoid the conversation that led to the past. He is determined to settle his affairs with Rahma today, just as Sholeha also met Arman to solve his past. They have agreed to start a new life that is bridged by the bond of marriage, the closer the day H either Sholeh or Sholeha has steadily started all from the beginning.

" If you don't mind, I'd like to see Sholeha just to talk to her" Rahma told Sholeh.

Because for a long time Sholeh thought, Rahma again asked, "At no mas, I just want to say congratulations, that's it",

" Ah, yes of course. Let me ask him first, maybe he can be more prepared," Sholeh reached into his phone from his pocket.

" I can call him myself Mas, I think Sholeha has no reason not to see me, I'm going to his house myself", Rahma told Sholeh.

Sholeh nodded, "I was just trying to discuss with him ", then undo his intention of picking up the phone.

" She's a good girl who is wise enough, I won't let her heart break her trust in you, after all I don't have a reason even if I want to. Seemed disappointed but his attitude made it clear that he was doing well.

" I'm sorry, if you're offended", Sholeh felt bad.

To shorten the time, Sholeh deliberately did not linger while with Rahma, she planned to meet with close friends and some relatives away. Rahma first leaves Sholeh at the cafe, she also rushes to meet Sholeha.

Sholeh was about to get out of the cafe, someone called out to him. " Mas Sholeh, Mas Sholeh right?" said a man. Her stature contained a little short of Sholeh, it felt like she had seen this man but she had forgotten.

" Yes, why?"

" We can talk, I'm Arman," he reached out to shake his hand.

" Come, come" Sholeh escorted Arman into the cafe.

Both of them were sitting in the same place as before. Arman looked very neat as if he was about to leave.

" I just want to congratulate you on your marriage to Sholeha" he said carefully.

Sholeh smiled, he also began to remember, this man before him was his ex-wife-to-be. " Thank you, if I didn't think you were going to go huh" Sholeh scrutinized Arman's appearance at a glance.

" Well, I have to get back to work",

" Why hurry, don't you wait for us to get married?"

Arman smiled, "I am a gold worker, of course I have to use my permission well. I have met you", he replied simply.

Sholeh ordered two cups of coffee, at least to fill the table they were sitting on. " I can understand, but how happy we are if you would be willing to bear witness to our marriage" Sholeh said, a little proud, he also realized that the man in front of him was still seeing a disappointed look that seemed not willing to over Sholeha.

Arman chuckled, "I thought, I was just trying to save my heart from being broken on your happy day, at least hiding. I still can't accept defeat, though,"

" But he left you a long time ago, if only hoping of course you would be overwhelmed with that empty hope, he belongs to me "Sholeh emphasizes his words but is still relaxed and polite.

Arman laughed again, "For someone like you to be more deserving than me, a woman as good as him would not be able to live a mess with my condition that is not clear enough, don't feel like I'm gonna take it from you, that's ridiculous."

A waitress came with two cups of coffee, "At least I was just a threat, and well don't tell me about Sholeha who seems to choose me because whatever, we just accept each other and intend to worship. You lower yourself a little, what else if you judge the material as a differentiator between us", Sholeh drinks his coffee casually.

" I'm sorry, I didn't mean it that way. I'm just telling the truth, I'm not capable enough to be the husband of his dreams",

Sholeh breathed a rude sigh, "I don't like you to say that, to be honest" somehow she hated Arman's words so much that it seemed to make her claustrophobic in her chest.

" Ah, sorry. I don't mean to make you angry", Arman felt bad at being stared at by Sholeh so sharply.

" I think it would be nice if you could attend our event in person, after all just wait one more day", Sholeh slightly relaxed her intonation, she also noticed her slightly disrespectful attitude. Want how else, he also could not hold it, the first meeting with a former lover of Sholeha that he had ever jealous only because Sholeha was touching him in the middle of important talks at that time.

" I'm sorry, I only got one day's permission for leave, I have to go back to work" replied Arman a little hesitant. He drank a cold cup of coffee in front of him.

The color of his face is increasingly irregular, making his anxiety that he can not cover anymore, the future husband Sholeha so firmly dominates this meeting and conversation, not feeling a little sweat flowed his tense forehead.

" Alright, I think it's enough. I have to pay." Said Arman before he got out of his seat.

Sholeh just nodded. Not stopping or preventing him from leaving. He was silent for a moment unraveling all what had happened with his cold head. Then he continued his intention to go to a different place.

***

" Are you sure you won't continue feeling for Mas Arman?" sholeha asked Irma who was still sitting in the living room as far as Arman.

" Yes Sholeha, just look at him. Seeing me not, I'd feel even more stupid if I still loved her,"

" You are, don't blame yourself. Who knows if there's another chance later",

" Well, don't worry about me for now. Just think of your increasingly real marriage going to happen", the two laughed.

" Assalamualaikum" the voice stopped the laughter of the two happy friends. At the doorstep of a woman standing gracefully, her aura still radiating maturity that Sholeha could never match, she smiled so kindly greeting Sholeha who was still transfixed.

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