My Love Is Just For You
Expecting Too Much on Humans

"Speaking that self is okay is easy...

Playing with my fingers to say that I am strong and happy with you is easy...

But the real thing is that I'm worried about this relationship that's getting more and more fragile without your certainty

While time is like a hunter chasing me and not letting himself escape his target..."

DOR'S!

DOR'S!

DOR'S!

The sound of Glock Meyer's short-barreled gunfire hitting the ten colorful balloons as a target was echoed in the firing range 50 meters from the shooter's position. Inevitably the success invited admiration who watched it. Mohammed raised his right hand that held the gun up after he managed to shoot the entire target as if he was showing a real sense of victory over what he had done.

Contrary to Juma who seemed to dislike the style shown by his nephew who impressed jumawa. He was caught off guard by the excessive ueforia done by Mohammed as if forgetting the final goal like what he wanted to achieve with his girlfriend, Hind. How not, the time did not seem to have been running for more than a year but there was no sign of Mohammed applying officially to Hind. Their relationship seemed flat no progress. Which is precisely the result of the actions of his nephew who too often play Hexagram every day as if not posting something diacunnya in one day makes him lifeless, making him lifeless, the man was increasingly mired in a lot of skewed rumors about himself with the opposite sex is not clear juntrungannya. He tried to remember since when the comments column on the account of the beloved and annoying nephew began to be filled with adoring love words from women who were lulled with hallucinations of cyberspace? It even felt to them that all the posts Mohammed made were clear what he posted was only for Hind. It seems that since M did a live video at the location where Dancing Fountain when he expressed his true feelings to Hind. He was only worried that the strain of their relationship was repeated and this time could not be repaired again.

"How can Uncle, I say I can shoot the whole target?" Mohammed approached Juma who had been sitting on the back sofa and sitting next to his uncle. He was busy editing a video he had requested taken by one of his bodyguards while he was shooting practice to post it on his Hexagram account. Juma only let out a heavy sigh in response to Mohammed's question.

"M, when are you going to formalize your relationship with Hind? It's been over a year, you really just want your relationship to be this way?"

"Uncle why suddenly ask that? Our relationship is fine" Mohammed replied casually. "We still exchange news every day."

"Maybe you're okay, M, but it could be that your girl's condition is inversely proportional to yours right now. In front of you he can smile widely as if he is fine but who knows in his heart languish..."

Mohammed scrunched his forehead staring at Juma inside. Unusually his uncle was so chatty about his relationship with Hind. There was a sense of disagreement and dislike with what Juma said but did not try to show by remaining ordinary.

"Uncle need not worry, I've already managed to hold his heart, so there's no way that girl can leave me." The tone spoken from Mohammed without him realizing it seemed arrogant and arrogant. He forgets that he is only a man who has limited logic while the matter of turning the heart only the Almighty has his power.

"Listen M, the pride of a man in front of the girl he loves is not limited to the beautiful words that come out of his words, but lies in the responsibility of his actions," Juma continued. "If you don't really sacrifice for the girl you love, then give your hand to the other man who loves her more in a real act."

"This uncle why the hell? There was no wind and no rain suddenly becoming a middle-aged man who advised me as if I wasn't old enough to make my own decisions in my relationship with Hind," Mohammed stopped typing his fingers on the smartphone he had been holding. He was angry that the words that came out of Juma seemed to quip and hit right into his heart made him shocked and tight because he tried to hold his anger.

Mohammed speaks a thousand languages. Is it possible Hind would do that to her? Would he be that selfish if he said that he was currently enjoying his relationship with his girl like this?

"Hah.., it turns out that my nephew is still immature apparently," Juma rose from his seat after it felt useless to talk to the figure of a man who was still thinking of himself. He chose to leave the place before he was really angry at his nephew.

"I want to go away from you for a moment rather than being close to you right now will only make me emotional and want to hit you hard which I feel unethical about doing."

"Is it true that I was so selfish and immature in our relationship?" Mohammed looked at Juma with hope.

"You.." Juma clenched both hands to control the anger that was about to rise into the crown of his head. "You think for yourself! If what I said happened, I really couldn't help you at all!"

Mohammed could only stare at Juma's back who was behind him. He then turned to a picture of Hind laughing happily while contemplating what his uncle had said.

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Hind placed his car keys on the living room table of his apartment then threw his body onto the sofa in front of the table. his mind was confused to hear from his parents when this week he chose to stay at home rather than his apartment to accompany the mother who had just been out of the hospital after being treated for several days because of illness his heart is back. He did not mind having to go back and forth over a distance of tens of kilometers to accompany the mother as a form of dedication of a child to his parents, he said, but more and more days he felt his heart empty and confused about the clarity of his relationship with M. Even when he needed a heart backrest when his mother was sick, M did not give a satisfactory answer. He feels there or does not have a relationship with M, he is only alone through his days that are increasingly fragile and need a strong support so as not to really fall. He is still strong with all the rumors and gossip related to M although sometimes if his sense of sensitivity appears will be a homework that takes a long time to calm his emotions. But if it was his parents who spoke, all the things he maintained all his might would be in vain...

"Papa actually does not want to comment much about your relationship with the man of Arab nationality," Chandra looked seriously at his only child. At this time he, his wife Kia and Hind were in the family room and from the look of their faces seemed an invisible tension. "But it's been over a year, son, can't you ask for the man's firmness? You're a child and our only hope. It feels like Papa's heart hurts if it turns out you were just being played by the man. Not because he is a man who has everything so that he can play with Papa's children as he pleases!"

Hind was only speechless and bowed to the lecture of the Papa bak had made a big mistake that disappointed his parents who had poured all their feelings to raise him well. It seems that his father was never this angry if his relationship with the opposite sex ran aground even when his relationship with Reza broke up he calmly gave his tips so that Hind could rise from his slump at that time. But why is it different now? Is his mistake that big?

"Papa Hind, do not let yourself be blind to your love for the man." Chandra approached Hind and knelt down to look at the beautiful princess. "Papa does not disapprove of your relationship with the man in your heart Hind, Papa just does not want Papa's son hanged is not given certainty for a while and your age continues to grow..., This Papa owes a debt to the Almighty to marry you to the best man who will be your companion. If it seems like this guy isn't the best for you, son..."

"I mean your father is good Nak..," Kia, the mother joined the Papa. "Ask M one last time whether he is serious with you or not. If he is serious then ask him to show his seriousness by coming with his family to propose to you. If he's not serious, Mama please very much, leave the man, it may be hard at first, but we believe you can do it..."

Without feeling the tears Hind fell after hearing the words of his parents. He just nodded slowly answering all their requests. However, their voice is the representative of the Almighty for him who is too swept away in love without certainty all along. This is like a stern warning from his Lord who rebukes him for being too complacent in hoping that man can fulfill his promise.

Ting!

A message came into his smartphone. Hind immediately took the smartphone from his bag and when he saw who the sender of the message was from, he immediately distanced his object and moved from the sofa he was sitting on. At the moment he is unable to read the message of the person and needs to reflect on the steps he must take to resolve his feelings that are currently flogging.

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