My Love Is Just For You
Reconciliations
There was the sound of crickets kicking joking with each other at night. The atmosphere felt so shahdu with the gentle breeze blowing gently stroked Hind's long black hair that was pigtailed high forming a clap. He sat on a teak wooden swing that was deliberately placed in the middle of a colorful flowering garden as if closely connected to fuse and blend into one with nature. Dull garden lights are fond of the flowers that surround them, adding to the beauty that is there.
SNICKERING! SNICKERING!
SNICKERING! SNICKERING!
SNICKERING! SNICKERING!
The sound of iron friction that is tightly connected and strong on the wooden swing is like a contrasting rhythm that adds to the crowd in the middle of the night full of scattered stars incised a collection of points forming scratches as if splitting the dark of the night.
Hind calmed down while pensively staring at the smartphone screen displaying M's Hexagram account. How long has he been silent? Why are so many posts on M accounts missed? He ventured to open M's direct messages and read them one by one.
Hind, where are you? Why do you feel silent as if you disappeared?
Hind, I'm here, chasing you back to Jakarta. Why don't you look around and realize I'm behind you?
Hind covered his mouth with his left hand, powerless to say anything. The tears came back. His mother's dream was true, the man tried to chase him to the airport and he kept his back and indifferent to embrace sadness and disappointment.
O my beloved, do not be silent, speak! Say something! Express how you feel! If you need to, then make me! I'll put it all in a very big place without edges, so long as you don't mute. Your silence hurts my heart...
Hind, I know you're mad at me, if apologizing to you is the best solution, I say with all my heart! Since your sadness is my sadness too, your pain is my pain as well...
Hind, why don't you keep opening the word? Do I need to tell the whole world that you are so valuable?
Okay, I'll tell the world! That you're real and exist! Take a look at the video I posted specifically just for you. Wishing you still open the gap of loving feelings for me.
The M message ends here.
God, how selfish I have been all this time, closing the door as if I didn't care. Is it because of the fear that never goes away? So choose to escape just for the sake of protecting the heart. Aren't you always chanting sentences like a whisper? That there will always be risks when you are ready to fall in love, ready to be sick of love. When you open your heart, you're ready to be pricked by thorns...
Hind struggled with himself and his heart. His cheeks were still moistened with melted streams of water coming out of his beautiful eyes. Does he still love M? Would she? Yes, he still loves M, he still opens the gap of love to a man named Mohammed bin Rashid, a man who is not tired of knocking on his heart that is too long frozen. The man who made his smile wider because his heart that was always flowery shared a taste, although he never once scrunched his forehead staring strange and full of question marks with behaviors that are sometimes tacky and excessive in his eyes...
He took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly. Touch of the left chest to ensure the heartbeat is still normal sounding. A reply message began to be typed wholeheartedly for the man of his heart.
A lot of things happened during these few days...
Happiness, love, sadness, tears, obstacles, and disappointment...
The light and hope were also almost gone
But I realized that these are the ways in which the Almighty spreads love and loves His servants...
I am grateful that the Almighty is always with me in passing everything, so that makes me a more mature person who tries to always think positively about all circumstances and keep the light and hope in place...
Think positive...
Talk positively...
Feeling positive...
Because they are part of the thread of prayer...
O my good man, the man who shares the same taste as me, I apologize about all my mistakes to you intentionally or unintentionally and I have also forgiven your mistakes either intentionally or unintentionally... and accept our weaknesses for each other...
Man is destined to have imperfections...
This is an important lesson for me that perfectionists with the view that everything must be right on the position and position and it is difficult to forgive if someone disappoints him
Hopefully after this we can unite and become stronger in bonding to minimize the things that cause misunderstandings and tears
Love each other more and have no worries
You can be happy forever and always get blessings from Him and the people around you... Aami...
Mohammed's ten fingers shook as he opened the message sent by Hind. After more than a week of feeling sad and desperate because all the ways that can currently be done by him have not produced anything, either, the message Hind was sending right now was like a glimmer of light that formed the morning dew grains and dripped all over his veins slumping into his chest as if the tightness he felt was slowly released and allowing him to breathe relief and feeling happy. Apparently the Most Compassionate and Merciful so poured out his blessing to knock and persuade his frozen lover turned back liquid and began to form a river that greeted every corner of the body owner. A curve forms an upward curve in its lips. Had Hind been in front of him now, he would have hugged his body tightly, kissed his forehead, and refused to take it off to be able to sip the scent of the body of the lover did not want to lose. For now let his smartphone that replaces Hind accept all those wishes from him.
"Did your lover's silence start driving you crazy into hugging the electronics you used to use to communicate with other people tightly?" Juma shook his head to pay attention to the attitude of his nephew who was getting more and more strange days. "Istighfar M, Istighfar, don't let emotions beat your wits!"
Mohammed just laughed listening to his sarcastic uncle's words. This was just his happy expression after he almost drowned into the sea of sadness and felt neglected. He apparently typed in a reply to a message from Hind shortly after.
"I'm still sane Uncle, if I'm crazy you're the first person who's going to be the victim of my madness" he put his smartphone in his pocket. After being content to explore the corners of Dubai to entertain yourself and patrol checking whether anyone needs help or not when away from the city center, he pressed the start engine button of his black jeep car then drove back to the sparkling lights that will soon greet him. "Get a tight grip Uncle, I'll speed until we get to the Dubai Mall in half an hour. Because I want to make a live video specifically for a loved one who's far away."
"This is one proof of your madness M!" Juma protest is actually upset because it was invited to go by M until a dark night like this. He prayed that there would be a glimmer of happiness that would bring his nephew back as excited as ever.
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Wait another half hour, there is something I want to reveal to you with a live video from my **Hexagram account!**
*Hind's tears came to a halt in an instant. He also seemed confused by the reply to a message for him from M. Video live? As long as he was with M, it never felt like the man was doing something crazy enough to do a live video. Is he not worried about his own safety?
He complied with M's request to wait for the live video and soon, a live video sign appeared. He immediately opened the live video and he was surprised by the sound of shooting fountains with bright lights soaring high to reach the night sky. There is a song by Enrique Iglesias called 'Hero'. Dancing Fountain Show at Dubai Mall! How did the man know that he loved the whirlwind of dancing fountains? There was not a word that came out of him that he liked the show...
Or would you run and never look back?
Would you cry if you saw me crying?
And would you save my soul tonnage?
Would you treble if I touched your lips?
Or would you laugh? Oh, please tell me this
Now would you die for the one you love?
Oh hold me in your arms tonights
I can be your hero baby
I can kiss away the pain
I will stand by you forever
You can take my breath away
When the reff part of the song sounded, Hind's heart trembled as if the words belonged to M addressed to him. And sure enough, M's face appears smiling with eyes that are so longing and longing to reach love with him.
Would you sweat that you'll always be mine
Or would you lie? Would you run and hide?
Am I in too deep? Have I lost my mind?
I don't care, you're here tonight
I can be your hero baby
I can kiss away the pain
I will stand by you forever
You can take my breath away
Oh, I just hold you
I just hold you, oh yeah
Am I in too deep? Have I lost my mind?
Well, I don't care, you're here tonight
I can be your hero baby
I can kiss away the pain
I will stand by you forever
You can take my breath away
I can be your hero baby
I can kiss away the pain
I will stand by you forever
You can take my breath away
You can take my breath away
I can be your hero...
The fountain shot done simultaneously and M's expressive face ended the show that night.
"You see Hind, this is the content of all my feelings for you, so stay with me,” M's radiant eye says such a thing.
"Yes, I know, and I want to,” Hind can catch the voiceless language link from M linked to her heart. He hugged his smartphone tightly to sip a deep love that was lulled by the wind that night. Tonight he will be able to go back to sleep with a smile on his lips.
Good evening M, good rest...
Mohammed's smile grew even more when he read the incoming message from Hind. A line of sentences that he always waited to close the day with the girl he finally got too. He felt a power that filled all the cells he had and made him excited again to look at the days that might be tiring but beautiful because there was his lover with him...
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