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Episode 5's

Both Abi and Ananda are still equally digesting about the wild idea of their mother and in-law. They are forced to honeymoon, while both are still involved in an atmosphere that is quite awkward for both of them

in a room.

“We cancel, yes?, later I will

speaking to mom.” Abi's Proposal. Both are still in the kitchen.

“Do not!” Ananda denied her husband's proposal.

“Lho why?” Abi wonder.

“I don't want to fuss with your mother mas, she has been hard-earned to buy tickets and holiday packages even we cancel. I have the heart,” Abi ventured closer to Ananda. “But if you admit it because of force, I also have the heart of Nand,” Ananda ventured to look into the dark black eyes of the husband for the first time intensely. The gaze was so shady that Ananda seemed to sink into something inside Abi.

“According to your mother's will, I can't bear to destroy the feelings of someone who has worried about you and also the owner of your paradise,” That sentence makes Abi speechless, not knowing that his wife could speak words that could silence him.

“But I also do not want to destroy the feelings of the owner of heaven my future children.” Ananda shed tears unconsciously he scattered his body to embrace Abi. Ananda was amazed at the patience of this man who was hugging him. A great man who never once forced his will upon a woman who had been lawfully his.

“Sorry I mas.” That's all Ananda can tell Abi. And her husband was getting darkened Ananda into his warm embrace. “Teach me to love and forget mas.”

Abi stops a swab on his wife's back, “Definitely! And thank you for following my mother's will.”

“I've sincerely accepted this marriage and you. That means I also have to accept the people who are behind you. Including your mother.”

Abi smiled happily finally what he prayed all along materialized Ananda began to accept his presence in the heart of the beautiful woman. Abi hopes that nothing else can disturb the happiness of those they are about to begin with.

***

A man has just set foot on the sand of a beach in Bali. The island with the nickname of the island of the gods is a place to relax temporarily from the routine of his work as a photographer. In addition, he was trying to reconcile his heart that had just been broken by his lover. Having to accept the fact that a much loved lover has to marry someone else is not easy, is not it?.

He looked at the evening sky that was starting to blush perfectly and felt the wind that was blowing calm his soul. His heart was now trying to forget the pain that existed and was caused by the woman he had once made sure would be his one day. However, it turns out that fate says something else, his lover even prefers to marry the man of choice of both parents.

“Ngegalau mulu Lo?” A clap from the boy surprised him.

“Ck, Disturb Lo!” Reply the man was upset.

The man was again swept away in memories when he and his former lover were still together, spending time sitting on the beach while looking at the twilight sky and also feeling

how to ever love someone so loved. Zian missed that.

“Udah Yan. It's time for you to move on, life must continue bro. Also Ananda is already the wife of people.” Dion, the friend tries to comfort the protracted grief of a Zian.

“Honestly I'm still not sincere Yon.”

“Lo aja I still want here.”

“OK, but don't kill yourself Lo yes, HAHAHA?” Dion's words ended with a laugh that was so jarring.

“Damn Lo!” Umbat Zian.

Zian laid himself on the beach and used one hand as a pillow for his own head. He tried to close his eyes again, the shadows of the past haunting him. How can

he could forget that at any moment his smile was still looming over him. What should he do now? Looking for a replacement as a lump for his heart wound that is still gaping. Zian was not that bastard to use others as a tool for him to forget.

A long breath made him return from his confused thoughts. That's when Azan Maghrib reverberated, maybe that's how God answered his anxiety. God wants Zian to realize that

for a long time he did not give thanks to the owner of the universe, and soon he rose.

The mosque is now the goal of stepping in.

***

Ananda stood behind the glass door of his bedroom in one of the resorts in Bali. After arriving in Bali this afternoon he decided to go straight to sleep until he woke up almost dark sky. Abi had just left for one of the mosques to worship Maghrib prayer. Ananda directed his gaze towards the blue beach that looks blackened because of the increasingly minimal light.

He then realized that he who was pensive for too long ignored Azan who was still reverberating. Immediately he pulled the blinds of the blinds from outside the room quickly until a shadow of a man flashed in front of his room. The movement of Ananda's hand automatically stopped following the movement of the man's footsteps, the man's polo shirt was so familiar in Ananda's eyes. That shirt is exactly like that shirt

once bought it for Zian-former lover— as a birthday gift of the man 7 months ago.

Soon Ananda came out of her room to take a closer look at who the man was who was so similar to her former lover. But Ananda lost track of the man. Ananda then hit his head slowly, maybe he was just thinking too much about his former lover so he had to hallucinate the presence of Zian around him. But half of Ananda denied and believed that what he was

look it was really Zian.

Ananda began to turn around to return to his inn with a curiosity that was still so high as to who that man really was, why he could be so similar to Zian. Starting from the way the man stepped, the hand that was always in the bag of pants and clothes he was wearing, why was it so close to Zian. Or is this just a hallucination?.

Until a hand stopped Ananda's limp and said.

“Why can you be here?”

That voice, was the one Ananda had longed for over the past few weeks. The heavy sound they have

her lover...

Ananda then turned around until his eyes met immediately with brown eyes that he once admired.

 “Zian!” Call Ananda.