President Cilok
94 Words of the heart

Flashback on Wulan

Wulan looked at Roni carefully, then threw away her gaze. And accidentally from a distance, he saw Damar walking with Angelina towards a red Lamborghini.

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Though his heart was staring at Damar with another woman. However, her heart was not naively accepting of another man just for the escape of her love. Wulan looked back at Roni, and chose words that the man sitting next to her could understand, without hurting her feelings.

“Sorry, let me think clearly. Because many marriages start with the wedding ring, but because of lack of friendship turned into boxing ring.” replied Wulan, firm, straightforward, but still polite, so as not to leave hatred after this.

Roni fell silent, then painted a smile on both corners of her lips. “I understand this too soon to express my wish, but give me time so I can touch your heart.”

Silent...

Wulan was speechless, for the time being it was impossible to accept another love! But then, who will know by God's will?

“Uhmm.. Roni,” Wulan met with Roni, “I think, we should know each other first,” said Wulan, choosing a choice that if you can understand the purpose of falling in love is to recognize it better, so that you can, accept the real. Wulan spread her eyes to look at the streets.

Roni smiled gently, “Alright.” He understood, that the heart could not be forced by just coming and speaking its meaning, and hoping that what was in his imagination went smoothly, without a lightning struggle. Because of love, it takes process and time to accept each other.

Wulan can see that Roni is a gentle and understanding man, even though he just knew her.

For a moment both were silent... Roni, back up, “But, don't refuse. If I had taken you on a road,”

Wulan let out a long sigh, not wanting to disappoint Roni even more deeply, with the answer he had thought of, “God willing, for all by His will.” Wulan stopped her speech, still staring at the streets remembering the figure of a Damar, then turned to look at Roni, “But, do not expect more. Since I can't heal every scratch wound in the heart,” explained Wulan, with a firm attitude. In order not to cause a prolonged polemic.

Roni widened her smile, sumringah with what Wulan just said. “I understand, maybe with time, God is preparing a definite soul mate for me by getting to know you more closely, Wulan.”

Roni felt, however disappointed she was at the moment, that the woman who had lately been shadowing her mind was honest and honest, was the first chapter in the book of wisdom. Because of his maturity always think that the adult man can distinguish between love and just like.

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After meeting with Roni, Wulan prefers to take a walk to enjoy the twilight time in Malioboro. Until he ate, Maghrib and Isya prayers were carried out in that place as well. Until he decided to go home to the house he lived in Jogja, had entered late at night. Without being stunned without guessing. Someone who has made his heart crumpled with anxiety. He suddenly appeared in front of her and surprised her.

Flashback off

Still hugging Wulan from behind with a slight bow, making her feel comfortable. Love is patient.He wants to be loved wholeheartedly, not hurtful love, not without cause and effect, because he also does not want to fail in a relationship, not without cause and effect, that is what Damar feels.

For a long time, the time let the two human beings who are in a drunken romance, silent, silent, frozen in place standing at the door.

And for so long, Damar did not get an answer to his question from Wulan, making Damar let go of his decapitation. Then standing upright, his hand held Wulan's shoulder, and turned the body of the woman who was still sculpting herself, to face him.

Both of Damar's hands switched to holding Wulan's hands, “Is she your LDR boyfriend? How deeply do you love her, can I still take you from her?” cecar Damar, asked with a statement that turned into a question.

Wulan stared at Damar in the darkness of the night, her face faintly visible from the light of street lights, she released her hand grip from Damar's hand. “Love is the epitome of immortality, and love is the entire life history of a woman. However, for men only an episode...” momentarily silent, as breezy as the wind tonight, he can feel as if entering cool his heart that had withered before blooming, “Then what about Director Angelina?” tanyanya, make sure that there is no feeling of any woman that Damar hangs.

Damar turned his back on the woman who did not answer his question, instead asked back, “No one asked, then answered with a question!”

Wulan realized one thing, seeing Damar from behind made him feel a very deep longing, even though he and Damar were only 2 meters away. “She's a nobody..” Wulan paused his words, he sighed. ‘This is the time I'm honest!’ he murmured in the heart.

“I'm sorry if I ever said that I'm not alone. I never meant to lie to anyone, including you.”.

Damar lowered his head, closing his eyes deeply. “Know you Lan, you've been tormenting my feelings all this time, and it makes me look like a fool, beyond stupidity when I betrayed my past!”

“I'm sorry, Damar.” he said, really. He himself knew that Damar was an honest man, and did not like the slightest lie.

Slowly Wulan saw Damar move his legs, leaving the porch of his house. Without saying anything. ‘Should I wait and regret! No Lan, this time don't let him go!’ Wulan ran over, approaching Damar.

Grep.... Wulan threw her body on the back of the man who was already disappointed with his lie. “If my apologies are not enough, then do not punish me by leaving without saying anything, please forgive me....” a warm melt of water soaks his cheeks, harmonizing with a heart full of regret.

Damar was still silent, waiting for whatever Wulan would say. To him, a little lie whatever the reason, had already undermined his trust.

Both hands are coiled in the chest of the field of Damar, as if to indicate that he is not willing to let go of it just like that. This time, Wulan resigned if others considered him weak. He pulled out his right hand, wiping his tears. “Then who am I to you?? The rain cannot hide my tears. The ground will not remove my footprints. Even time does not sincerely negate my race to you.”.

Degh's... His heartbeat was already irregular, the cold night wind was not able to cool his entire body which began to heat up. Damar, releasing the second round of Wulan's hands that encircled his chest. His heart thundered, rumbled, and then turned. Facing women who are no longer hesitant to show their fragile side.

Staring at the sweet face of Wulan in the dimness of the light from the street lamp. Although Damar did not see clearly, the woman who was now crying before him. However, from the crying voice that was detained, it can prove that Wulan regretted his actions, which had lied.

Damar raised both hands, holding both cheeks of Wulan, until it hit the ears covered with rikma. His thumb slowly wiped the tears that soaked Wulan's cheeks. Damar bit his lower lip, slowly the turmoil in his heart could not hold Damar to push his face closer to Wulan's face... Now it was only two inches between his lips and Wulan's lips..

However, it must be dispersed, when the allied traders pass by, with a loud voice interspersed with the sound of motorcycles and wagons.

“SEEEEKUTEEENG!!”

“SEEEKUTEEENG!!”

Until disconnected already Damar committed the umpteenth sin to touch a woman who is not his muhrim. Immediately, Damar realized his face that was so close to Wulan's face. Damar pulled himself, he dyed.. ‘Astaghfirullah!! Looks like I have to justify it immediately.’

Equally surprised, and misbehaved. Wulan rubbed her face, and cleared a little. “Ehem..”.

Confidence enveloped both.

Damar felt like he should go home soon, or else. Satan will become more and more whisper his heart to perform acts. “Emm... Wu-wulan..” Damar stuttered.

Wulan felt embarrassed to look at Damar, fortunately, the current lack of lighting, or if not his face was red as a boiled crab would definitely be caught by Damar. “Eh!!”

Damar rattled his own rikma, “I, go home, you rest gih..”

Wulan nodded, she felt very embarrassed to answer him. He turned and walked towards the half-opened door, before entering the door, turning his body. “Uhm.. Mar,” exclaimed to call Damar in a small voice.

“Daddy!” damar replied, nervous, his hand rubbed the nape of the neck, and turned to the cheek.

“Be careful.” said Wulan, then enter the house, do not forget to lock the door. Stand up, and lean his body behind the door. The feeling is relieved already, no more lies.

While outside the house, Damar widened his smile. “Almost just, blabber!” he turned around, and stepped on his feet leaving the terrace of Wulan's house. For a moment he stopped, and turned to look at the house that had been lit by lights on both sides of the porch of the house.

Damar rubbed his chest, still not separated from the smile on his face. And then continue on his way home.

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