WHY LOVE
Parkland

A girl was still standing staring at the beautiful landscape of nature painting, soothing her eyes, heart, and mind. His smile was still expanding even though the long-distance communication had ended. She held him tightly, her cell phone in her chest.

The courage to express the contents of the heart comes because the distance is stretched far, the man there will not know how filled the cheeks of the beautiful girl when he said his feelings. When faced directly where brave. In addition to shame and trembling, of course, there is a fear of demons encouraging one of them to do more. The name of the person is in love, it could be khilaf.

I think I'm in love

At first sight

It's hard for me to be able to

Stop admiring herself ♪♪♪

The saint turned his head when he heard a familiar voice singing.

"Rahmas! What the hell!" Sacred rolled her eyeballs, feeling the song insinuate herself.

Rahma who had been watching her cousin and solmet, laughed. "Ish, that's right if people are in love so like orgil." Rahma continued to giggle at the end of her sentence.

"Rahmas! Beware yes you-" Suci prepares her hand to pinch, but Rahma escapes, running to the grill of the rice field. And the saint did not stay still, chasing after him until he could reach Rahma's shoulder until both were shaken, lost balance.

Byurrrs.

Both fell into the rice field whose pad leaves are still green. The wet mud hit his second clothes which fell down with his buttocks landing first in the mud. Uncommanded, the two compactly laughed off seeing an equally dirty appearance. Wet, Suci slapped mud on Rahma's face and she got the same reply.

"Please take a natural mask."

The two laughed cheerfully, like a child playing, loose without any burden.

Umi just bobbing heads found her daughter coming home wet with clothes still stained with mud even though it has been cleaned in the sewer where the water flows clear has not been contaminated.

"You guys, like a less happy childhood. Take a shower!" This time Candra, who was shaking her waist, pretended to be upset when her heart laughed with laughter when she saw both of them drenched.

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Putroe Phang Park

If India has the Taj Mahal, a spectacular tomb as a symbol of the love of Mughal Emperor Shah Jahan towards his beloved wife Mumtaz Mahal. Who died after giving birth to their 14th child. Not only as a proof of love, the construction of the Taj Mahal is also a tribute to the loyalty of the wife during her life.

Banda Aceh also has Potroe Phang Park. The park was built by Sultan Iskandar Muda for Princess Kamaliah. A princess from the kingdom of Pahang, Malaysia which she edited into his wife. The park was built to treat the princess's longing for her hometown and also so that the princess did not get bored when left by the king who was busy taking care of the government.

"One more time, Rahma!" Suci asked Rahma to take a picture of her with her face looking up to the sky with a sweet smile. Putroe Phang Park which now serves as a public space, has many interesting and good photo spots.

"OK, enough. We sit down yuk!" Suci and Rahma sat in one of the park chairs, looking back at the mobile phone camera. Suci also put up a photo with a colorful flower garden backround in his status.

"I have a surprise nih--" Rahma gave her phone. With a frown, Suci received Rahma's phone. Seen on the screen, a video of someone who was teaching in front of Umi.

"I took it secretly when your prince was tested by Umi." Rahma smiled slantedly looking at her best friend and cousin.

Suci repeated the video footage again, he seemed amazed to see the courage and sincerity of Nico who received the test from Umi. At the beginning, his voice sounded tense. But the next one is so lived.

"I purposely recorded it, to help you establish your heart. He's not messing around, Ci."

"Yes, Rahma. Now I'm steady. I spoke to Umi and Abang this morning. If Mas Nico asks me to get married, God willing I'm ready."

A few snacks and soft drinks became his second conversation partner. Enjoy the afternoon atmosphere in the park is very pleasant, accompanied by the breeze and shade of green trees. So comfortable.

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"If Sultan Iskandar Muda can make a garden for the empress, I can make a magnificent house for you!"

A little surprised Sacred looked back. He heard a familiar voice as he sat by himself. Rahma left him to go to the toilet.

"Bang Rafa's. You know where I'm from?" The saint observed the man standing 1 meter behind the park bench he was sitting on.

Rafa approached and sat down on the same bench. "From status. Even if you've blocked my number, I can see it from the other number." Rafa said casually.

"Holy please, come back to me! I have become a successful gold businessman. I'll give you whatever you want. I loved you a lot long time ago. Marry me Holy!" Rafa looked at the girl beside him who he thought looked even more radiant. His gaze was softly full of pleas.

The saint rose from his seat. He slid his little bag over his shoulder. "Bang Rafa, since then, since you have been unable to fight for me. I've closed our story, I've thrown away all the memories. So I reiterate once again, I will not come back to you! Excuse me." Saints turned their bodies to leave the park bench. But one hand was held by Rafa.

Saints tried to let go of his hand, but Rafa's grasp was very strong. "Down, Bang Rafa!" Suci began to panic and was afraid to see Rafa's once gentle gaze now turned furious. The atmosphere around him was quiet, in his heart Sacred hope that Rahma will come soon.

"Holy, don't test my patience! All this time I worked hard almost 20 hours a day to reap as much rupiah. Akj wants to establish himself to marry you, make our dreams come true. But why are you rejecting me!!!" half-crying in anger, Rafa vented his grunts. The grip of his hand grew stronger, making Suci grimace and his eyes glazed over.

"Please anyone, help me-" Holy screamed in his mind.

"Bang Rafa, why are you being rude. You're not the Rafa you used to be" Suci said softly, staring flatly at the man in front of him who was still reluctant to let go of his grip.

Gradually the flash of anger in Rafa's eyes dimmed, his voice softening again. "That's because you're not submissive, Holy. If you don't want to see me angry, don't turn me down. Let's go meet Umi and your brother. Tell them we're getting married!" Despite saying softly, his hand grip remained firm. Rafa draws Suci to join him, but Saints try to stay in his position.

"If you keep pushing, I'll scream!" The Saints threatened Rafa. The man he threatened just smiled with a flash of anger in his eyes. Making Saints shudder in fear, as if looking at Rafa with two personalities.

Suddenly things change. A loud bang made Rafa's grip come off and he grimaced to hold his aching arm. A gentleman comes at the right time.