WHY LOVE
Sunday Night Guest

"The spirit is eager for guests to come..." Candra who went into the kitchen to get some drinking water, teased her sister who was making pudding.

"Ishh Abang beware, I won't love you!" Sacred pursed her lips. Though the pudding made is also very liked by the brother. Saints always make it if there is free time or when not lazy.

Candra just responded with a laugh and passed out of the house continuing to wash her car again.

This afternoon the Saints did the treatment of his face and body. Not because it is deliberately to welcome guests but it is his habit once a week to take care of his healthy skin. The minutes changed hours, as the Holy Heart beat faster waiting for Nico's arrival for the first time.

"Huft, I feel nervous!" Sacred looked at her reflection in the mirror of her dresser. Plain maroon color blending pashmina cream makes the simple look look sweet, beautiful of course, suitable with the white skin.

Tong Ting

The sound of the doorbell was clearly heard to his room which was downstairs. 7.05 Hours Sacred glanced at the glance of the clock that was stuck on the wall. He took a slow breath and threw it away three times. To neutralize the sudden sense of nervousness whack.

Saints exit the room along with Candra who just came down the stairs. "Let me open, Bang."

Candra nodded and passed into the kitchen taking Holy-made pudding in the refrigerator. Holy Mumpung there is a guest, Candra is thinking of contacting Rachel, her lover. The pudding will be taken to the room to accompany him during the video call.

In front of the door, Suci prepared a calm face with a smile ready to welcome the guest. As the door opened, the wide smile she put on gradually faded away turning a face of shock as she looked at the guest before her.

"Bang Rafa!" ogre.

The man called Rafa was smilingly looking at the beautiful girl whose aura was growing brighter, standing in front of him. "Sacred how are you?"

"What does Rafa need to do here?" Instead of answering Rafa's question, with a flat face Suci asked back about his arrival.

"There's something I want to talk about. Can I come in, Saints?"

Saints just silently pecked, confused what to answer. What if Nico comes? his inner.

Candra who just came out of the kitchen, was interested in stepping closer to Suci because she saw her sister was just silent not to let her guests in.

"You?!"

"What are you doing here?!"

With a cold face, two questions asked Candra after clearly seeing the figure of the guest who came. He stood behind the Holy One who was still silent.

"Bang Candra, let me talk to Saints for a moment." politely Rafa pleaded. He clenched his hands together in his chest as proof of his earnestness in asking for time.

"Guys, how?" Candra asked Saints.

"alright. Please sit down, Bang Rafa." Finally the Saints decided to give him a chance to talk. Rafa circulated his gaze, observing the entire affordable house of the eyes, as Suci went to the kitchen to brew tea.

"I've been Nisa's mentality."

The opening sentence of Rafa made Saints surprised. His frown seemed to hint at why, but he did not want to interfere in their personal affairs.

"Holy, from the beginning I didn't love her. You know for yourself, Mama forced me to marry her instead of you. I'm not happy,-"

"Holy, I came here to knit back our delayed dream. I've been working hard these few months, buying houses and vehicles out of my own sweat, to make my promise at sunset on the Alue Naga beach. Will you accept me again, Saints?"

Yes Rabbi. Why did he come back when I forgot about him.

Sacred sighing. His already built heart stared at the future suddenly unstable with the presence of people from his past.

"I,-"

His words stuck in his throat, unable to continue, when suddenly Nico's shadow flashed in his head.

"Sorry Bang Rafa, I can't!" The saint shook his head slowly after being able to fight the inner war between receiving back or not.

"Has any other man replaced me?" Rafa's view changed. The Holy Answer did not match his expectations.

"Maybe." Holy Seer with a lowered face and a hand squeezing his robe. His heart fretted, waiting for the man he invited home not to come.

*****

"Why did you call me? Don't you want to do anything?" Malik who came by using an online taxi at Nico's request seemed to grumble. He was just about to go to the club with two of his friends when Nico called.

"I'm not being. His ex came first." Nico rested his two arms side-by-side on the concrete pillar of the fly over. Looking back and forth the vehicles passing below him also stared at the flickering night lights of the capital.

"You didn't bring me here to witness suicide, did you?" Malik squinted his eyes. His hand was on standby to put up the horses in case Nico would get close to him.

"Lo if you say it carelessly. I still have FAITH!" Nico escapes to pin Malik's head late to fend him off.

"Kirain,-" Malik was relieved. The current Nico, who did not invite him to the club, has been cut red from the list of places to visit. He stood beside Nico, letting his best friend make peace with a bad mood.

The Flashback

After Magrib Nico had appeared neat and cool with a short-sleeved white shirt and blue jeans, a little perfume was sprayed onto his body to add confidence. He said to Mother to go out of the house, did not say he would meet the Saints.

Forty minutes of travel is taken so that it reaches near the Holy house at seven. His car arrived in line with a white SUV that turned out to be parked in front of the Holy House. Nico drove his car and parked 3 meters across the complex road. He watched the man who got down from the white car, standing up for a moment to tidy up his appearance.

"The servant is coming." Nico.

He had indeed traced about Saints from informant Malik. Info his family, where he lives, as well as his personal life, Nico cantongi. Seeing the arrival of the man, he had already guessed that it was Rafa.

Nico just sat there waiting in the car. Until 30 minutes passed, the guest had not yet left the Holy House. He decided to turn his car around leaving the place.

Flashback Off

"Bro, you want to give up?"

Malik patted Nico on the shoulder who was still looking forward, the street view as well as skyscrapers from afar looked beautiful because of the flickering of the lights.

"Argghh I'm helpless Bro. Their relationship ran aground because I hit Saints. What can I do now!" Nico yelled from above Fly over, taking out a stifling burden on his chest. Let's shout, this is a deserted road, then the vehicle is not as crowded as the road below.

"That's, Bro!" That is all Malik can say to comfort his troubled friend.