WHY LOVE
S2 - The Happy End (The End)
Bandung
Where there's Nico, there's Malik. It seems that the two people are inseparable. When Nico officially resigned, Malik was the same. After all, he initially wanted to work at Hendro's family company because Nico forced him to become an assistant. Though he prefers the business monitoring distro and clothing that was pioneered 4 years ago with Nico.
Business is not much different from the world of garment company Hendro. But in the world of distro and clothing, they can express themselves, pour ideas, in the form of unique t-shirts and jackets.
It takes a month to fill home furniture until it is fully filled. And now it's been a month Nico and Suci officially moved. While Malik and Rahma live in different complexes but not too far away with Nico.
"Welcome back to the club!" Nico exclaimed cheerfully, greeted by Malik who turned his chair around with his hands raised doing high five. Motivational calls are always echoed every morning starting work. It was accompanied by Bismillah's words. The computer screen is on and the corel draw application is open. It's time to move an idea from the brain into an image. There is also a team of experts who help him in designing.
The happy glow was so obvious from the faces of the two. Because they can go to work only with casual t-shirts and jeans. No need to dress formally let alone wear a suit like the previous job. This is the freedom he wants according to his passion.
The employees seem always excited because they are happy with the leadership style friendly handsome duo who used to very rarely climb the three-story shophouse.
Admin space online sales is certainly the most splashy. After following the briefing with all employees, 5 admins who were all young women seemed to be pricked with giggling laughter. They do not get tired of talking about the good looks of the two bosses who sold out. Hmm, just look at it.
Serious but relaxed work system that allows them to work while joking to expel drowsiness due to facing a computer screen all day.
While the shophouse to his left serves as a factory chloting line. With a row of sewing machines and the best digital screen printing machines and other supporting machines.
There are already 15 distro outlets scattered in the cities of West Java and Jakarta. Now Nico plans to invade the city of Yogyakarta and Surabaya.
"There's good news!" Malik saves his mouse, switches his seat to face Nico.
"What?" Nico looked up from his focus on checking the sales report.
"I'll be a father!" Malik smiled broadly. "Rahma is 6 weeks pregnant." Continue with sparkling eyes.
"Wuih, sharp is also your weapon." Nico laughed and congratulated him sincerely. "Nyusulin Bang Candra. Really don't want to miss this child." he continued while shaking his head, silly. Unconcerned to make Malik laugh off.
****
Jakarta
Rafa
Photos of Naura the girl who is carefree teasing a stocky baby who is none other than her child, she still keeps in the gallery of her mobile phone. At the airport, he spontaneously took candid photos before he approached. Not only Naura's candid photos, but also her mother's.
There are 4 photos. Two of them featured Anita who was photographed sideways smiling staring at the interaction of Naura and Alif. Very natural.
He unconsciously commented on the big smile staring at the photos. It's been five months since the airport farewell. He even hopes to meet with Naura again when two months ago back again to Bali for business.
He stayed at the same hotel and spent the afternoon at the beach holding Alif. Hope to meet again the little girl who has stolen his heart. He misses the carefree interaction of Naura and Alif that is natural without camouflage. Nil.
He is not interested in Naura's mother. But as a person of religious knowledge, he keeps the heart to not be enamored with women who are married. But the facts surprised him. While checking out of the hotel, his eyes caught a large frame framed on the wall of the reception room. The figura features the figure of Anita taking pictures with the staff and employees in a traditional Balinese fashion dress.
"Sorry, madam. Who is that...the middle one?" He pointed at the picture of the beautiful and graceful woman standing in the middle looking striking. The woman wore a white kebaya with her hair bunched and frangipani flowers embedded in her ears. Typical Balinese culture.
"That's Ms. Anita, the owner of this hotel, sir." One of the receptionists answered kindly.
But when asking to meet with the owner, an officer seemed to be disappointed because he seemed shocked by his own words. "Bu Anita moves to Jakarta. Not here since the divorce."
He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. After knowing if Anita is single parent, asa wants to meet again more sticking, want to know more closely.
And look. It's not a coincidence, is it? He straightened his back. Keep your eyes open to make sure what you see from the LED screen. Watch cameras at her jewelry store showed two women she was dreaming of choosing jewelry. Naura and Anita.
He was like a teenager who had just met his parents. His heart suddenly thumped so fast that he did not realize he felt his chest.
"Mom, come here now!" He contacted Lina's mother, the nanny who was taking Alif around the mall.
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Anita
"Mommy, I want this one!" Naura sways while wiggling her head after wearing her new earrings.
He handed over his debit card to pay for the pair of earrings.
"No need, ma'am. The earrings are paid." The shopkeeper shifted his cards again with a friendly smile.
It cringes. I don't understand the meaning of the servant. "Who paid?"
"Our boss, ma'am."
The atmosphere of the fast food restaurant in the mall looked crowded because it was a weekend. He sat facing Rafa. The man he never remembered after his last meeting at the airport.
He insisted on paying for the earrings Naura wore. Rafa insists on refusing. Make me a memory, he said.
He looked at the children's playground. Naura looks cheerfully invited to play baby Alif who is learning to walk, supervised by Lina's mother.
"Om, let's meet again.meaning soul mate, Om."
Naura's carefree sentence made her grimace in embarrassment as Rafa nodded and smiled looking at her. And his gaze was.Why is it different.
Naura was jumping around happily while kissing baby Alif with anxiety. "Alif, brother kangen Alif...."
"So what, Anita?"
The voice of the man in front of him made his daydream crumble.
"Eh, what?" He became nervous as soon as he got Rafa's gentle gaze.
"I want to get to know you more closely. Can I?"
He put his hands together on the table. Feeling astonished and shocked because Rafa suddenly acted as if he had known her for a long time. "What do you know about me?"
"You are a single parent, the mother of a Naura, a beautiful and kind daughter." Rafa said while looking at him straight. "I've been in love with Naura ever since I met her on the beach.
"Maybe you're surprised, I'm in a hurry. But I'm serious. Just looking at Naura and Alif's chemistry, I wish Naura could be Alif's sister."
"I'm a single man, my wife died after giving birth to Alif."
"Innallahi..." He spoke softly. "Allah his mother Alif Khusnul khatimah." He sincerely said a prayer.
Rafa nodded. Assures.
His tongue felt mute when he got a series of shots about the heart. The once ordinary heart has become unusual. It becomes incompatible with the thought of rejecting any man who approaches. But instead his heart opened a path for the man in front of him.
He breathed slowly. "I'm confused as to what to answer. I seem older than you."
"How much?"
"32."
"I'm 29."
"And to me it doesn't matter. You're like 25. You are beautiful and good at taking care of yourself. Especially fitting to wear a hijab, the more beautiful deh." Rafa raised his two fingers a serious sign.
He turned his face in any direction. Disguise the embarrassment that warms both cheeks. Rafa's praise made his heart rustle.
"When do I wear a hijab?" He squinted his eyes so consciously from his drifting wishful thinking that it now landed back.
"From medsos Anita Maheswari." Rafa smiled knot.
"You're the same age as my sister."
Rafa holds his hands on the table, in front of the still-remaining dining table. With the body leaning forward.
"Anita, don't worry about age. We are both adults. I want to get to know you more closely as a step ta'aruf, not for dating."
He gawked as soon as Rafa invited him to pray istikharah. He was amazed by the courteous treatment, and stunned by the gentle gaze that pushed the door of his heart open.
He swallowed the saliva before he decided to answer.
"Well, we know each other first."
****
Holier
Rain has been pouring down the city of Bandung since the afternoon. Makes the air feel moist and cold piercing the skin. He looks at nature in the darkness of night. Raindrops fell on the leaves to sway.
Living in a new place has made him comfortable and at home. There is Sri who he brought with him as a domestic assistant here. Because Sri is trustworthy and compatible with him. Mother of course willingly allowed him to bring Sri.
Umi's turn to stay with Bang Candra after this month with her. Umi will be longer in Jakarta because Salma is counting the days leading up to the birth of her twins. Male twins.
He turned his head for a moment to look at Amanda who was asleep in her box. Wrapped in a soft and thick blanket and warm clothes so as not to feel cold.
Hatcih.
Cold air always makes him sneeze and shiver. Until he had to rub his itchy and flushed nose. But the firm hand grip behind him that was cramped, slowly managed to drive away the cold changed the warmth flow through his blood. He closed his eyes enjoying every touch of lips that kissed his open neck.
"Have known the cold, dear. Why stand here hmm."
Nico's eager hoarse voice made him comment on the smile. She would not be seen by her husband. The smell of Nico's masculine body, making her always comfortable in her husband's arms.
"I miss being hugged like this, Papa. It's been a week Papa's been home the night." It's spoiled sulking.
Nico pulled his body so that now facing each other. "Ulu-ulu.there's a craggy."
He who was originally pouting, could not help but laugh because Nico swiped his nose around his neck. Make it flippant and bristling.
"Mas, thank you for being the best husband and the greatest Papa" he said sincerely while leaning on Nico's chest.
The king size bed witnesses two people hugging each other tightly and tightly.
He looked up at Nico with a smile. "I don't know how many times I have said love. So rare huh, hihihi...." He closed his face in shame.
"I love you Papa Manda ..forever." He kissed Nico's lips with all his feelings.
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Nico PoV
The phrase Holy love makes me speechless. Yeah, she's the woman who became queen and reigns in my heart. Now and forever.
We don't often say the word love. Let the real action speak. I gave her all of body, affection and materials to make her happy and proud to be my wife.
"I love you too, Mama Manda...."
The big lips that kissed me I didn't let them come off. My feelings were already moved blue by her sweet expression. I glanced at him greedily and slowly turned to exploring.
I rubbed his hair full of affection, after a long romance that always made him sleep first. Looking at his face after making love is a habit I never knew Saints. I like to stare at her for a long time, seeing her aura of beauty radiating in her deep and quiet sleep.
Just realized, from earlier Suci's phone turned out to play a playlist of repetitive songs, the same song. So focused on him, I heard no other sound than the Holy sigh that made me more excited. But in the silence of the night that combined with the rumbling of rain.
I'm grateful you're here, love
In kalbuku
And you want me to tell you
You're the light of heart
I used to be the most out of love
Until you show up change everything, Oh
This is my promise to you
All life with you
My loyalty is sincere to you
Until the end of time you are my love, my love
All life with time
I am grateful for your presence
Now and forever I am yours
My heart is the gift of the Most Gracious
May God bless us
My soul-boosting lover
Pray for you and me in Jannah
'I found my strength by your side
You have been perfect my whole life
Oh, this is my promise to you
Majer Zain's song was his favorite Holy. But the song was also like an outpouring of my heart for her.
Indeed, nothing remains in this world. But one thing I do not escape in every prayer. May Allah extend our age in obedience and fear, until we grow old together.
...EXPIRE...
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Not many words I said. Thank you loyal readers, have been giving why LOVE from beginning to end.
Nico and Suci will appear in the next novel. New draft anyway 😉 moga aja still smangat akohnya yes 😁
Next, Four Swords up again. In shaa Allah from tomorrow yes 😊
Natur nuhun ka sadayana
Laf U 😍
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