The actor? Who's Afraid!
One Paddle Two Three Islands Surpassed

The soul mate is like Alif Lam Mim, the first verse of Al-Baqarah. Which means only God knows.

"I have the right to decide my own way of life. It seems that parting is the only way. You can't accept me and I can't keep doing this. You can blame me for everything that happened, I will not suffer any losses when blamed, while you are a CEO who will experience many losses, if the media knows the real reason we separated. Many heads of families are pinning their hopes under your leadership." I tried hard like a rock that every time hit by the waves.

"Give me a little time, I'll think about it again" she asked after squeezing her hair to the ground.

"One hour! I can't give you more time than that."

"You think you're gonna buy a lick!" he shouted after previously being able to speak softly.

"The longer you take to think, the more tired my heart becomes. Decide now, just like after the contract, when you have no hesitation in saying the word sacred!"

"I didn't think it was that time. I just feel sorry, bringing you into my complicated life. I think I'll be even more sorry now. Sorry."

After I hold, the clear circle back flowing. Zain made me waver, does Zain wish I would continue to endure this wound. If he's really sorry, he should have gotten rid of his ego, not made me hesitate after I decided to stop fighting.

Zain watched me after hearing me sob, leaned over and took off my coiled hand on the pole, then buried this head in the chest of his field. Sucks.

"Are you stupid? Accept marriage to a man you don't know. You can reject me if you don't want what I'm offering. There's no need to make you look like a bad woman in my eyes" she whispered softly over her hands, stroking the top of her hair covered in hijab.

"If you want to be evil, be evil. Don't confuse me with your attitude!" Various questions raged in my mind, should I just hold on or give up?

"Every time I see you crying my heart hurts too. I feel better, having lent my shoulder to you."

This time I did not hesitate to harden the volume of my cries, Zain actually knocked me down viciously, after catapulting me to the clouds.

"Why is your heart beating so fast?" I asked after lifting my head from Zain's chest, where I listened to his heart rhythm.

"Because I'm alive." Zain answered by slitting his shoulders.

Earlier, his heart was beating fast when he was worried about me during the accident. Even now Zain was so nervous when our eyes met each other.

"Do you like me?" my girlfriend before Zain turned her gaze.

"Yes." Yeah."

DEG...

My heart stopped beating for a few seconds listening to her confession, causing me to hiccup in shock.

"I liked what you said earlier, thinking about the heads of the family in my company. You are that mature."

Oh my God, be patient!

I patted my chest repeatedly, taking a deep breath and slowly throwing it away. Asem.

The sound of the door being knocked several times made Zain and I look back at each other with their thoughts. Not how long the phone ring was heard.

"My handphone voice," I muttered as I remembered my handpone that Zain had taken earlier. "Where's my phone?" my many.

"I put it on the floor before we fell," he recalled, then Zain and I rushed to find a handpone before the ringing stopped.

"Mama?!" Zain and I spoke together after seeing the flat screen that had been in Zain's hands.

"Assalamualaikum, Mah," Zain said after putting the handpone in his ear. I brought my ears closer to the phone Zain was holding, trying to hear what they were talking about.

"Waallaikumussalam's chat. Quickly open the door mama is in front!"

"Yes," Zain replied before ending the phone call.

I was about to run open the door for Mama, but Zain blocked my hand, so I stopped my steps.

"Don't say anything about our fight. I'll answer all your questions, if you promise not to complain to my mom" she pleaded. His eyes look so sweet, that I can't bear to refuse his wishes.

"Promise?!" my sahut while pointing the little finger at Zain. He nodded and did the same, we linked the little fingers together and reinforced with a thumb stamp.

"Don't break the promise!" I said reminding Zain, before holding the door handle.

"Cerewet," she replied, then continued her activity of opening the door.

After mom and dad got into the house, Zain kissed the backs of their hands in turn, followed by me later.

"Why are the nights here, Mah?" asked Zain who made mama furrow her eyebrows at the son.

"What kind of question is that?! Mama can't play at my mom's own house?!" exclaimed mama then stepped into the living room and Zain followed behind.

"It's not Mah, Zain meant. It's night time why not tomorrow. Do you know where Zain's home address is?"

Mama just grumbled at her son's question, of course she was angry at Zain who hid his home address on her. The answer to Zain's question was that I gave him, I think it's weird that parents don't know where his son and daughter-in-law's house is.

"It looks like seeing the sunrise from the balcony will be so beautiful! We'll just sleep in the upstairs room, huh, Pah?" mama's proposal when staring at the stairs to the two rooms upstairs.

The sudden arrival of my mother and father made me and Zain so surprised, but now it has been surprised by something else with the mother who will stay over.

"You guys also occupy the upper room, right? Which room are you guys in?" mama asked after looking at me and Zain, who was behind them.

"Right" "Left" Zain and I said and pointed out in sync, which made Mama frown.

"Left" "Right" said we went out of sync a second time.

"So right you're sleeping in separate rooms?"

The accusation suddenly caused a panic of its own, after our previous out of sync. As I lyrically Zain with the tail of my eyes, tension also enveloped his face.

"Hm, we mean, we change rooms a lot, Mah, dear if empty rooms are not used?" it was me who made mama believe and finally nodded her head.

"So, which room are you sleeping in tonight?"

"Right!" exciting us this time together and compact. The thumbs were given to each other when mama looked back upstairs, not forgetting with a proud and relieved smile.

"Quickly move all my stuff to your room. I'll distract you, mama" I whispered in Zain's ear.

Zain and I rushed to their respective tasks, directing mom and dad to sit on the sofa and bring tea and snacks. Zain went upstairs to move all my stuff to his room.

Thirty minutes passed, Zain came down the stairs with his thumb and one eye blink, which meant the mission was successful. I also managed to live my mission to buy time by asking about Zain to mama and papa, meaning that once the oar of two three islands is exceeded.

"Your mother did not sleep in the upper room" he said after climbing a few steps while holding his knee.

"Zain, just get the lower room ready!" my mother ordered me to go back downstairs.

"Keep, the status of the left room upstairs is keeping me busy, how?!" zain's grumbling was flowing in my ear.

BODO.