ONE LOVE, TWO CONTINENTS
06.00 WIB

The morning wind was still wet, dew was still seen dripping on the shoots of mango leaves. The accompaniment of sparrows dancing on the twigs, some other tail down looking for mossy pebbles on the ground, some are carrying straw to the nest. What a gift of goodness that is implied in the morning.

Syahrel placed his bike next to the security post, a small padlock tying the key in his bike chain. Immediately he approached Mr. Kardi, the security officer who was sent Haji Arsyad. Unexpectedly, Haji Arsyad had arrived earlier than Syahrel.

“Assalamu’alaikum” Syharel kissing right hand Haji Arsyad.

Sukir again cool breakfast a pack of rice and coffee that deliberately Haji Arsyad bring for him.

“Ente is ready Rel?”

“Insya Allah Pak Haji.”

“Kite waitin cecunguk eat first,"whether from where the term cecunguk Haji Arsyad found, and do not know the literal meaning of clutches.

“Ente ngeroko Kir?”

“No need Mr. Haji, enough.”

“Not ane want nawarin you, just ask you. Still happy ane bawain ente breakfast!”

Mimik Sukir's face looks embarrassed, which he originally thought Haji Arsyad would give him a cigarette.

“Udeh don't beayakbtingke anymore you, cepet ane want to take you to the Anggoro.”

“Kar, you wait here ye, wait for instruction from ane.”

“Beres Wan Haji, my commando received.”

There is no special escort that Haji Arsyad treated to Sukir, like someone who has known for a long time, but before, “Ente blurred, your throat can not eat. Want you?”, he threatened.

“Iii..iya Pak Haji!" Sukir looks nervous.

Syahrel, Sukir and Haji Arsyad go hand in hand. The three were silent not a word said, Syarel's face was a little worried and felt something made him unable to step on his feet for the first time in the luxurious house owned by Pak Anggoro.

Not only that, the figure of Dita that makes him unable to say anything, and still remembered the curse of Dita that he said when Syahrel was accused of hiding Sisil, his cousin.

“Where are you Mr Haji?” Sapa one of the residents who know Haji Arsyad.

“This is going to the house of Mr. Dewan, Anggoro. Regularly no business kit.”

A few meters away, came again the citizen who kissed his hand with the same question.

“Where are you Mr Haji?”

“Ade little affair.”

Five people questioned the same thing about Hajj Arsyad. Although many more greeted him with a smile or a casual greeting.

Reflected on who exactly Haji Arsyad, a rich man who was never proud of his property, until this moment he just wanted to walk just escort Sukir and help Syahrel solve his problems.

“Sampe is also ane at your employer's house," he said in front of the high courtyard gate.

Sukir's hand ran behind the gate, there was a bell switch. Men wearing black shirts are seen between bars.

“Kir, from anywhere until morning, home. Fortunately sir is not awake.” Mang Karman opened the gate.

“It's fast open, don't ask much.”

“Non Dita is awake?” Ask Sukir.

“Not yet What is Kir?”

“Quick wake them, later until also know,”Sukir whisper

“Walah, urang make a problem pisan," seloroh Mang Karman with Sundanese.

An hour later, they waited for Mr. Anggoro. Haji Arsyad looks upset, he feels played. If you do not look at religion, maybe Haji Arsyad has acted blindly.

In the fifteenth minute and the long needle began to shift in his direction. Also appeared Mr. Aggoro, Ms. Rosdian Sirait and her only daughter followed by Bi Darsih and Ms. Sisil, Inge's mistress who had been staying overnight at the Anggoro residence.

“It just so happens you're all on collecting.”

“Who is Haji?”Ask Pak Anggoro polite, because he knows who Haji Arsyad is.

If he wants to work in politics, maybe four years ago he was sitting in Senayan.

“Means?” Mrs Rosdian did not understand what Haji Arsyad said.

“Scarve try you leahin to your employer.”

Sukir bowed and did not dare to look at his master.

“Anu sir, anu mistress. I terrorized Den Syahrel house with letter can.”

Syahrel showed three pieces of evidence, while Haji Arsyad paved for a while.

“You guys just continue this conversation, ane please let me briefly have a little business.”

Syahrel was surprised by the speech of Haji Arsyad, he was confused by his actions.

“Where are you Mr Haji?”

“Ente don't ask much, just be it Sukir.”

“………..,”

Syahrel mangangguk, trying to understand what Haji Arsyad ordered. There may be work that involves his efforts.

They continued the explanation presented by Sukir. And explain the chromological events of all of them. Many Sukir statements that make everyone present flabbergasted.

“Actually the bottle of drink you found was mine for the gift of Non Sisil who at that time he was depressed with his family.”

“Sorry Sir...My mistress lied all this time, but all that I did was because I was sympathetic to the problems that Non Sisil was facing. Not only that, I terrorized Den Syahrel also because of the request.

“AKU!!” Sisil appeared alongside Haji Arsyad and Pak Kardi.

“Because all this time, I kept the feeling of love to a different man

religion, the background of social status, which I thought was impossible, until I finally found a place to pour my heart out, to Ivan. The man who also has the same problem with me, because of his love you do not welcome Dita. And finally we feel comfortable to share stories and love. Stupid me, drifting in the seduction of a dreadful man like him”.

The whole house was stunned by the problem that had made everyone not sleep well.

Dita shed tears, because this was beyond her expectations. Sisil whom he trusted betrayed him. Syahrel was cornered in this problem, the point of the problem stemmed from him.

Syahrel did not know what to do, and indirectly revealed the feelings of Syahrel that he had been saving. More clearly, it turns out that the man who had been loved had a fatal flaw.

"I'm sorry, for all the more to my mother, Bunde Ros, Amang Boru, because of me, your good names are smeared. I can't be who you expect me to be" she cried she couldn't save.

“For you Taken, I'm sorry for taking him from you. Remember, the power of love can change everything. Nothing can stand in the way of love, express all your feelings of love, learn to dare to face reality and do not keep your feelings, learn to resist something that is not pleasing to your heart," still in tears Sisil.

“And you Syahrel, try to be more sensitive to women's feelings. I do not offend you, but you should feel every attention I give, just because I fall for you. I'm a woman, which is taboo to express feelings first, but you should understand. Indeed, many women dare to express their feelings, but women's self-esteem is reflected in their attitudes and behavior. Because I realized, I am not a woman who easily pampers the word love, but women are easily flattered by the attention given by a man.  It was at this time that I expressed my feelings, so that it was clear what problems we were facing, and with this incident I could learn a lot about what feelings are, what love is and the limits of love. Fortunately there is Haji Arsyad who can give me enlightenment to the nature of life, even though only by phone last night, he convinced me to dare to face this reality, because the more I avoid this problem, the more I avoid this problem, the more I'm haunted by guilt. And for Mas Sukir, thank you for keeping the secret that I entrusted to the mas, although not careful in guarding it, "sobbed his tears.

“Sorry mommy son, who doesn't understand how you feel,"Mrs Inge washed her eyes with a tissue.

The whole house made Sisil dumbfounded, and aware of the lack of attention of parents and always demanding children to be what they want, but hope is different from reality.

Syahrel approached Sisil

“I'm sorry Sil, I never know the feelings you've saved for me, and I'm not a man who dares to express the word love. At first I thought, that man is the one you choose to accompany in your every day, that's what I had in mind when I first saw you joking around at the restaurant with the man I just understood, that's the guy that Dita used to tell me. But from you I'm learning a lot now. Again forgive me Sil”.

As if you do not want to miss too, Haji Arsyad approached Sukir, “ini hand phone you who ane pinjem last night.

Unbeknownst to you, I went back to the warehouse. Ane squirms you sleep really pules, fear of sleeping you disturbed ane do not dare to wake you up, fear dose," with Betawi style mixed Arabic.

"It's okay Mr. Haji" replied Sukir. Haji Arsyad responded with a smile.

“But do not repeat well Pak Haji, sin”, Sukir said. The smile changed the look

pissed face. Before long, the soft and cold fingers surprised Haji Arsyad, “Masya

God, you ngagetin ane.”

“Thank you Mr. Haji for the advice and advice that has been given, so that I can face this severe problem”, warmly touched greetings.

“Iye. Advice ane, you should be patient if you want to be a strong woman”.

With tears, Sisil tried to vent to express the feelings of the soul pressure and his mistakes that had been overshadowing him.

But the reality is far from conjectured. Instead, all forgive him, and intend to take care of Sisil until the delivery process.