The Destiny of Love Fahira
Terminals

Early in the morning, had finished fulfilling his obligation to Creator Ara immediately packed.Today is the beginning of his leave, the bus he was riding left at nine in the morning.Every equipment for the next week he has put in his bag, he said,some of his hands were also prepared for his brother in Java.

Yes Java, more precisely central Java.Ara will return to his homeland.Some affairs that require him to return home.Rindu with family, he must have missed them.Three years Ara separated with a brother who had been with him since childhood. Three years he held back from returning home for one reason or another.

Survive the healing of wounds.Corrected by reality, seven years wading through the household ark and ending divorce. "Our relationship is toxic, it's supposed to hurt each other.Let's split up". After the last four years he had planned that day.The more steady his steps to separate when Ara lived the father he loved the most, Her father died, his world that is not good just getting destroyed, messed up, the world that he loved the most,eleven years ago her mother died of an illness, she still had one wing to embrace her, but when her father died too, she also had one,Ara felt that there was no one she could encourage, no one could make a home for her to come home.There is no reason that makes her survive.Support with a marriage that is not good only.Ara's mind, and,he does not want someone disappointed and sick because of his divorce, just enough he who survived.Year years he hid his household, in the eyes of others may look fine, but not with Ara.

tok.tokk.....

Ara's daydreams broke when the sound of the door being knocked from the outside.He immediately wiped away the tears that did not feel dripping, and rushed to open the door.

"Assalamualaikum".

"Greetings from uncle". The door opened, revealing a well-groomed middle-aged man.

"It's all set up.So what time did you wake up?".

He entered the house, saw a bag and a paper bag that was quite large.

"Died bathing Uncle.I woke up as usual"

"Sorry, the uncle can't deliver.This is a little by to be brought..." After giving Uncle Pardi a big pocket reached into his pants pocket.

"And this is for you" Uncle gave me some red money.

"Good Uncle, don't! Ara there and even more".

"Don't be rejected.You're Uncle's nephew, and it's like Uncle's own son.Hold it, you're,Uncle will be very happy if you accept it.Member your Uncle is like your father's alm.Dulu alm Your father and mother are very good to Uncle.So take Ara".

Ara's eyes condensed, her lips pursed.He felt sad with Uncle's kindness. Alm Ara's father is Uncle Pardi's older brother, actually the brother of many Fathers, but the majority there are Javanese, only Uncle Pardi who is in Jakarta.

Finally, Ara accepted Uncle's gift.

"Thank you Uncle".

"Same with Ara.Salam for families in Java.Do not forget to eat, take care of health, and do not be too long there, will mant..."

The sound of the door knocking made the uncle stop talking.Both of him turned to the source of the sound..

"fr.. Sorry, there's a guest"

The man bowed and crucified Uncle Pardi with reverence.

"Uncle, this is Mr. Alan my superior"

At that time Alan offered Ara to the bus terminal, initially Ara refused but Alan would instead buy a plane ticket, so what could be made Ara finally allow.

Uncle who understands and understands enough with the gaze of Alan, he too will say goodbye not so.

"Ara, you haven't had a bath yet, hurry up and take a shower now Uncle will take care of you" Suddenly Uncle sat in front of Alan who was just a separate table in front of him.

Now the two sit facing each other and are still the same silent.Uncle Pardi saw Alan and looked, his gaze like a lion who was protecting his herd.When Alan who knew in such a gaze just smiled awkwardly.

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Less than forty-five minutes the bus that Ara was about to board came, but from that moment they were ready to wait on the bench.

"Don't forget to take your anti-sickness medication first.This is no snack, eat it also when you want.Journey from here to your destination may be up to five hours or even more, you must need".

One pouch was placed in Ara's lap.

"It's too much of a deal, Pk Alan"

"I told you, just call me Alan if you're both"

Ara smiled stiffly "sorry, I'll get used to it later"

Already been an employee for three years but both are still awkward.Ara who slalu shut himself, from a friend of a male friend not a few also brightly expressed feelings. For Ara he loves himself more, fortify the heart to hurt repeatedly, it feels not ready.His life does look good but not with his mind and heart.

The two just sat side by side, from that Alan continued to look at the face that in the next few days he would not be able to see.

"Only two weeks Alan, you have no right, besides who you are. Remember that" said Alan's heart "It could be crazy me a long time" his lips smiled thinly.Alans hand raised stroked Ara's beautiful hair, he had been resistant since, but his desire was too hot.

"Itaa...." Alan fingers tucked Ara's hair strands that covered her forehead, she kept it behind the earlobes.When they met, both momentarily glued to each other's mind.In the caress of her cheeks, Ara just worked her eyes.

"The bus is coming, but I'm helping".

"Well... Yes, A-Alan".

Some of Ara's goods have entered the luggage neatly arranged.Ara has been sitting in the jog as stated on the ticket.Tiba arrives a kiss landed on Ara's forehead, it is not long heard that the bus sign will leave.

"Heart take good care of yourself" A simple sentence from Alan.