Please, Love Me
Fitri Disappears

On a mound of land that was not even completely dry, Hendri knelt beside a tombstone that read Rangga Firnanda, it was difficult to accept, but that was the reality. The truth he had to face.

Both of Hendri's shoulders shook violently, while grasping the burial ground with a feeling of remorse. However, regret would still be regret, it was all too late.

Perhaps the envy felt by Rangga towards him, also because one of the impingement of the burden of disease that he suffered, he regretted why he had never been sensitive to Rangga, malignant disease even he did not know that was greeting the nerves of his best friend.

Fitri crouched down, he himself could not stem the tears, no matter how much kindness he received from the man who had now gone before him to the Divine. He tried to give a firm embrace to Hendri, trying to strengthen even though he himself was fragile.

"When I got home from your house, he kept himself locked up for three days in the room, no matter how hard I persuaded him, he stayed on his whim." Niko's eyes looked wailing sadly.

"For an entire month, he actually decided to stop his treatment. I'm angry and angry, but I still can't do anything."

"Until one last day, the cancer had completely ravaged and gnawed at his other organs, that's where he breathed his last."

"He had planned it to help you look back on his gifts. And it worked. You can see now, see the land of his tomb that hasn't dried up, the tombstone that says his name, and he can't even make a sound anymore right now." Niko's eyelids started to glaze over.

"In his last second, all he thought about was even the happiness of the two of you. So I hope, you guys didn't disappoint Rangga's expectations. Get married and have children. And you Hendri, don't hurt Fitri if you don't want Rangga to be sad." After saying that, Rangga turned his body away, every step of his feet that felt heavy, along with tears that were also unbearable.

Maybe it had been an hour for Hendri and Fitri crouched beside the tomb of Rangga, until finally Hendri inhaled the air so long and exhaled slowly. "You take it easy, what you're giving, be it Fitri or your two corneas, I'll take good care of everything."

"Thank you and forgive me for being this naive. I promise, I will come to visit you often every year, even if we have one, two, or three children, I will bring them all here to visit you, and introduced them to a great uncle who had fought for the happiness of others."

"Again thanks, and forgive me," he said in an increasingly quiet voice.

One week later.

Fitri looks beautiful using a white kebaya decorated by beautiful knickknacks on his body, as well as the crown of the bride he wears on his head adds to the perfection of his status as a bride.

"You sure you want to marry her, Mom?" On the other hand, Andini continued to urge Hendri with the question, still hoping Hendri will change his mind and cancel the marriage, although it is very unlikely, but he still hung his hopes on Hendri.

Seeing Andini who did not leave, he himself decided to leave the woman, because the event will also take place soon.

At exactly 09:30, Hendri had prepared at the penghulu table. However, the woman he was looking forward to, was not in front of his eyes.

"Mother, where's Fitri? Can you check it again?" henry whispered to his mother.

Bu Hajjah nodded in understanding. "Mother will check again."

"Fitri, are you ready, son? Everyone is waiting!" exclaimed Bu Hajjah while knocking on the door of the room occupied by Fitri.

Not hearing any answer, he tried to open the door and called Fitri's name repeatedly.

But when he went inside, there was no one, no trace of any woman being sought.

"Where did the boy go?" batin Bu Hajjah's.

"Fitr!" He kept calling and searching every corner of the room, but did not find Fitri's whereabouts.

Bu Hajjah immediately ran out and approached Hendri. "Fitri is not in her room" whispered the middle-aged woman right in her son's ear.

Hendri immediately stared fixedly at his mother, surprised by what he heard.

"How could he not be in the room?" asked Hendri to panic.

"Andini, where's Andini?" His eyes immediately traced the line of the guests, after discovering Andini's whereabouts, he immediately got up and took a quick step, pulling the woman's hand violently.

"Mas, what's wrong?" andini asked with a pale face holding in shame when she was dragged in the crowd of people who were staring at the two of them.