
A burst of orange only appears for a moment replaced by a gray cloud. Slowly the cloud moved to cover the sun that was about to sink as if swallowed by the ocean. The beautiful scenery of the sunset is not so staged by nature. Changing the appearance of the sky decorated with gray clouds tend to be black sign of rain will fall.
Nisa came over after getting a hand-waving code from the Saints. He stood behind the silent Rafa, who looked down at the dancing waves as if laughing at himself who was languishing for love.
"Bang Rafa, look behind you!" The Saints awaken Rafa from the reverie.
Rafa turned her body around. His gaze was veiled with the dim eyes of the deathly pale beautiful woman. His face was a little thin from the last one he saw. Rafa's gaze was fixated on the stomach imprinted due to the gusts of sea breeze, appearing slightly prominent.
"Nisa," he said unconsciously.
The woman he called bowed, both of her hands squeezing the ends of the clothes. His feelings are mixed, confused to express what first.
"Let's solve the problem between us this afternoon. The beach was a witness!" Either got strength from nowhere so that the Saints could say that loud.
"Bang Rafa, Nisa, I hope after today you can live happily. Pray for me too that my life will be happy with my partner." The saint grabbed the right hand of the two, and put them together. Rafa was about to rebel but was held back by Saints.
"Please hug.Nisa, Bang!"
Rafa shook his head weakly. "I need time to accept it" he said slowly.
"I just ask you to hold her, plis, just for a moment" asked the Holy One.
Rafa still looks reluctant. Suddenly Nisa reached her body, tightly hugging Rafa with a strong hand on her back. His cry broke, sobbing in the chest of the field that was still silent sculpting did not give a reaction. Nisa spilled her longing through a heart-wrenching cry of grief.
Rafa grimaced, his chest also felt the pain of hearing Nisa who was stuck in his chest. Slowly her hands lifted, began to hug back and rub Nisa's back. "I'm sorry" said Rafa in a trembling voice.
Even the Saints could not hold back their tears. Renewal burst out to see the scene in front of him, two halal people clenched each other tightly channeling regret from the man and channeling the longing of the woman.
Saints also sobbed, happy cries and smiles of relief felt. His face looked up at the sky which started dropping raindrops.
"Let's go home. The rain started to fall. You can continue later at home!" with a smile, Suci invited Nisa and Rafa home. Both seem to be still in a deep sense. Nisa blushed in embarrassment at the last sentence of Saints.
"Holy, I'm sorry I've been so wrong. Thank you for waking me up" said Rafa.
Suci stared intently at Rafa's two eyeballs, trying to dive into whether there was a lie behind his regret. After being sure, if Rafa really meant what he said, Saints nodded.
"Today we start a new chapter, Bang Rafa, Nisa. I hope we can be good friends. The day after tomorrow, I invite you home at 10 a.m. I'm getting married. There are no parties, just gather your family and your nearest neighbors. I'm first yeah!" The saint hugged Nisa tightly. Thank you repeatedly said Nisa with teary eyes.
Half-running Saints left the shore as the rain started to torrential. His heart was relieved and full of thanksgiving, because before his wedding, the problem with Rafa was resolved.
Rahma greeted Suc towards the beach with an umbrella. The wind-swept rain had soaked the Holy clothes. Soon he got in the car,
"I brought the car!" malik approached the Holy Car. Rahma who will get into the steering chair becomes a snag. He handed the car keys to Malik.
"Who's brother's car is carrying?" asked Rahma curiously.
"My men brought it."
In the north parking lot, Rafa leads Nisa to his car. Rafa holds Nisa back from running, worried about her content. As a result, they got into the car soaked. Looking at the shivering Nisa, Rafa felt full. "Nis, let's not be too cold, wear it first-" Rafa helps put on his jacket that is draped in the seat. Nisa nodded obediently, a faint smile on her lips.
****
After the magrib he immediately contacted Suci via video call. Beautiful face said greetings appeared on the screen. His voice sounded melodious from there, making Nico smile and answer his greetings.
"How are you today, beautiful?" Nico looked at the face he had always missed.
"Alhamdulillah good. Mas Nico, when are you here? I can't wait for you to come." The girl in the room seemed to be smiling in shame.
"I leave tomorrow morning beautiful, pray yes to be smooth and safe." Nico stared anxiously at the Sacred look on his screen that was in his room.
"Aamiinu. Nico now has nothing to worry about. The business with Rafa was done this afternoon. He won't bother me anymore."
"Thank God. There is one more barrier. This will be difficult, you will have to be patient to follow the scenario we have made."
"Ready masku. Yes, yes, I want to eat first. Nico don't forget to eat!"
The hand of Holy Lamb that appeared on the screen, Nico replied with Kissbye.
"Hufts. I can't wait for tomorrow." Inner Nico.
He soon left the room, joined his parents for dinner.
****
Saturday morning, the driver escorted Nico and her parents to Soetta airport. Business class flights will take them to Sultan Iskandar Muda airport.
In Banda Aceh, the Holy Family is ready to wait for his arrival. Two hours after the plane carrying Nico took off, Malik headed to the airport for pick-up.
Suci and Rahma sat on the sofa of her room which had been decorated as a bridal room. White curtains blend blue decorate the room, embedded also some artificial flowers add a minimalist beautiful impression. Springbad wrapped in light blue sheets of small flowers motif, also adds the impression of cool and relaxed.
"Duh, I deg degan nih. Soon Mas Nico arrived" Holy put his cold palm into Rahma's hand. Makes Rahma chuckle and tease him.
"Ciee, the incumbent. Yesterday said he missed, now the guy wants to come even groggy." Rahma flicked her lips, rubbing her unsettled-looking cousin.
"Awas. Later you will also feel the same thing if in Lamar Malik," Suci shook the shoulder of Rahma who was sitting at his side.
"Lho kok Malik. Is he my candidate?"
The Holy Turn that throws his lips. "Don't pretend. I know you like to stare at him silently, I also see him the same, like to steal the same look at you. Why don't you open up to each other, don't be shy about meowing like a kid." Saints laughed happily at Rahma who looked embarrassed.
The laughter with Rahma made the Holy groggy taste sidetracked. Those who were engrossed in laughter suddenly clenched their mouths, turning to put ears. The sound of Umi and Candra was like welcoming guests.
Sacred widened her eyes to look at Rahma, her heart pounding again. "He's coming!"
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Love points dong for Saints same Nico otewe halal. 😍😍😍