When Love Should Determine
Chapter 49

Day after day Larissa went through in solitude. His life felt empty without the figure of Hamzah beside him.

Her love for her husband was so great. Until it makes him not passionate in living life without the figure of Hamzah on the side. Never eat and drink, to take care of yourself is reluctant. Moreover, she could not know how her husband was on the opposite island.

Even so, he still helps mom sell as usual. He does not want to create new problems after the old problems subside. He knew that if he didn't help, he would get angry. Moreover, his mother likes to gossip every mistake to everyone, even if it is just a trivial matter. And that was the thing he avoided the most.

As the longing shrouded him, he could only embrace Hamzah's shadow while imagining that he was by his side, accompanying him through the cold nights. As Hamzah always did when he was really by his side.

Surprisingly, when he missed the touch of the man who had made him crazy, Hamzah always came in his dreams. Spoiling it with touches that can make it fly to the seventh sky. Pouring all the love for him.

Perhaps this is called the inner bond between husband and wife. Or maybe it was just because she missed her husband so much. So that he dreams of it.

I don't know. Whatever the reason, it is certain that it is able to slightly treat the longing in his heart. So that she is not too crazy because she misses her husband.

Maybe she looks like a bad, cheap lady. But what's wrong with this. Is it wrong to love her husband so much? Is it wrong if she misses the touch of her husband? Is it wrong if she thirsts for love from her husband?. All this time he never messed around. He always takes care of his eyes and heart. All for her husband.

In the silence of the night she always offered the best prayers for her husband's safety there. May her husband always be in the protection of the Almighty.

She also always prayed that her husband be given ease in finding sustenance, giving her breadth. "O Allah, if our sustenance is in the earth, let it come out. If it is above the sky, then come down. If it is far away, then close it. If it is illegal, then do it. If it's narrow, then expand it." That is the line of prayer he always prayed.

In the silence of the night he shed tears of longing, "Entik, if we will meet again?" he murmured in the heart.

When the shadow of the sun disappeared

My heart is holding memories of the time I met

Inviting as my chest misses you

Your face plays in my memory

The night is troubling

Forcing my sleep is not lena

My mind was not created

You need to doubt

When the passing of time changes the day

My heart is always struggling

I asked why I miss

To you, my dear hearted lover

Like withered leaves

If only you had lost me

Poultry that broke its wings

Happened to me

Dew drops that fall off

Increase the coldness of my body

Make me a fool

The night I made friends

Being carried by my chest

Waiting for a million hopes

In the depths of the dream

Because the distance that separates asks for sacrifice

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It didn't feel like a month was almost over. Larissa heard the news that the fishermen who went 'AMEN'' got a satisfactory catch. So did the boat boarded by Hamzah, her husband.

Larissa must be very happy to hear this. She was looking forward to her husband's return from the other side of the island.

Day after day she passed in an uncertain wait for her husband's return. His longing was no longer held back. But he tried to stay afloat while hoping Hamzah would come home soon. Hugged himself, freed him from the cold nights.

At night he could not wait for the morning to arrive, so that he could welcome the return of his beloved husband. When morning came he could not wait for the night to incarnate, imagining Hamzah taking him in the martyrdom of love.

Imagination is only fantasy. Hamzah did not come. Until finally he was tired because he kept waiting in uncertainty.

That night, he forced his eyes to shut. Even if it is really hard. But in the end those eyes managed to be closed as well. Either because they are sleepy, or tired from crying.

"When did you come, Entik?. I miss you so much. Don't you miss me too?" he groaned before those eyes were completely closed. The roar of tears was still left on her beautiful eyelids.

Right at midnight, Larissa woke up to a kiss on her forehead. He opened his eyes, gathering all consciousness. Find out who is peeping his forehead.

"Are you awake, Encus?" ask for a voice. A beautiful smile on his face.

Larissa rose from her sleep. Netraya found a charming dashing body standing in front of him. Half in disbelief of his own vision he asked, "Entik? are you that?" rubbing eyes. Make sure what he sees is true.

"Yes, Encus. It's me, your husband!" he answered while nodding his head. A beautiful smile continued to be etched on her face. "Look! now I'm standing in front of you. I have come back to you. Don't you want to welcome me?."

"No! It's not all real. It's not you, it's just my imagination!" lips trembled while walking backwards, shaking their heads repeatedly. Still can't believe what he saw.

"Go! don't bother me. Let me pass the night quietly. Don't you torture me with your shadow" tears broke. He still denies that the figure standing in front of him is really Hamzah.

Hamzah pushed forward, trying to reach for the wife's lewd fingers. "No, Encus. It's all real. This isn't your delusion. It's really me, your husband!." But Larissa brushed off his hand, even further away from him.

"You lied! This was all just an illusion" continuing to deny the presence of the figure standing firmly before him.

"I beg you to forgive me. Go then! Don't torture me constantly with your shadow. I can't take it anymore." Tears are flowing more and more. Begging for forgiveness from a figure he considers as his delusion in order to leave immediately and not disturb him again.

It seems that constantly being in delusion makes Larissa unable to distinguish which is real and which is only an illusion. And all because he hugged the night too long in silence.

Hamzah did not give up. He tried to convince his wife that what he saw was real. Although he continues to get denial from Larissa.

Hamzah started to puff. He can't keep doing this. He also clutched the body of larissa tightly so that he could not avoid it directly from him.

Larissa rebelled, trying to break away from her husband's arms. But he didn't succeed. Her strength was inferior to her husband who was much bigger than her. "I beg you, let me go"he said grimly.