WHY LOVE
Screenplays

The lock seal is installed by Candra on the third container door. Marking the completion of packing the entire product item. One by one the container cars drove off the factory yard to the port of Tanjung Priok.

"Alhamdulillah-"

Candra breathes relief. Finished his job in Bekasi. With Salma carrying the file to be typed for the report material in her bag, they greeted the factory manager and staff. Bemoan.

Clear night weather.

The car left the factory. No longer going to the hotel because they checked out after they had lunch. Candra and Salma are coming home. Back to Jakarta.

Not much talk came from the two during the trip. It was because of the fatigue lingering on the faces of the two, the accumulation of deadline chase work during these three days.

"Don't I sleep? This is heavy eyes. Sleepy." Salma asked Candra for permission to pay attention to the streets. Salma's eyes are already burdensome, several times he was detained to stay awake. Of course, repeatedly evaporate.

"Yes. Just sleep. I'll wake up when I get there." replied Candra. Without taking his eyes off the road.

The car stops in front of a female-only boarding house. Arrive faster because the road at 10 pm is quieter than during the day.

A pat on the shoulder forced Salma to open her still heavy eyes.

"Salma, it's been a-"

Candra's voice forced herself to sit up straight. Collecting the lives that are still scattered.

"Und through yes." With a heavy and hoarse voice Salma muttered to himself. He immediately cleaned his luggage as soon as he saw the real boarding gate in front of his eyes.

"Let's go down, Sal." Candra smiled amusedly watching Salma who was still in sleepy mode was in a hurry until her luggage fell.

"Thank you, Bang. I go in first-" Salma smiled, waved her hand before turning around.

"Eh, wait, Salma!"

Salma tilted her head against the glass as Candra called out to her again.

"Tomorrow you may enter during the day. Work the file in kosan aja while selonjoran. I'll wait for the report tomorrow at the office."

"Dark, Boss. I can work with a mascer."

Salma's reply made Candra chuckle, shaking her head. The car that was still on the engine drove away leaving Salma who stood waving.

"Well, I'm just looking" said security while opening the gate. He was already familiar with all the residents of the boarding.

"There's a job out of town, sir, just done it."

Security just oh ria noiselessly, asking only as a stale base. Salma stepped on with a shunt because of fatigue and soreness and sleepiness. He went to his room downstairs. There is no power to clean up. Because the pillow bolsters as if waving to be hugged. He continued to fly to dreamland after his head touched the pillow.

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"Alhamdulillah, finally lifted also-"

Candra smiled broadly after answering her greetings. He smiled happily staring at the screen that displayed a beautiful face on the other side.

"From yesterday I called you, why is it so hard?" Candra raised her eyebrows looking at the flat-faced girl without a smile.

The sunlight that enters through the open window of Candra's room, gives warmth not only to the room space but also the heart space of the man. His heart warms because it can meet again with the lover even through the video call screen.

"Mas Candra, want to explain something?"

Rachel, with a white bedroom backround, looked at Candra with a serious look.

"What's the matter, Rachel?"

Candra's face that was still pillow-faced looked wrinkled. He was also astonished to feel Rachel being cold to him.

The face bent over there finally told what he saw at that time in the mall. He gave up his gloom and jealousy which some days are self-soaked. Somehow at this time everyone wants to be clear, hear the confession from the person.

Candra smiled widely again.

"Why didn't you come to me then, Rachel. I will be very happy, not feeling sniffed. Because that woman is Salma, my secretary. I accidentally met at the mall after a hangout with friends."

Rachel was wide-eyed with round eyes.

Shocked at once relieved.

She knew Salma as Candra's secretary because her lover had told her about it. Candra is indeed open about anyone who interacts closely with her. It's just that Rachel knows the name, but doesn't know the person.

"I'm sorry, Mas Candra. I guessed it wrong-"

Rachel clenched her hands with a face full of regret as well as embarrassment.

"You should immediately ask, do not make your own conclusions. Remember Rachel! As much as prejudice is sin."

Candra who was a little disappointed, stared at the screen that still displayed ayu face with her regretful gaze.

"Yes. I'm mistaken. Sorry, mas-"

Candra smile. Can't bear to see the restless face there.

"Yes. I forgave. Saturday, God willing, I will go to the lake. Meeting your parents. Saints are now happy with her husband. My responsibility is gone. It's time I proposed to you, Rachel."

The girl's face changed. A red hue rose on the cheeks and a smile blossomed from happiness. But his happiness is not full. His inner side felt something hollow. He faces two men, two choices, who will determine his future.

"Mas Candra, I'm glad you're here. But before, I want us to pray together. Cystic. There were three nights to beg Gusti Alloh's lead. To be sure, we are a soul mate. Want to go, Mas?"

Candra who sat behind her desk, in the room, seemed to be silently thinking.

"alright. I concur. I'm sure you're my ribs."

"Aamiin, Mom. And it's best that during these three days we don't communicate. We'll see you on Saturday, at my house. Okay?"

Candra steadily replied by rounding her finger.

The video call ended with each other smiling, waving and greeting.

Candra leaned her back against the back of the swivel chair she was sitting on. With his eyes closed, he permeated the words of Rachel who asked for istikharah. The goal is good, to love because God must involve God in it, to ask for His guidance. Convince his answer.

Why is it only now thought to get along. I'm too sure Rachel is my soul mate.

Why would I be afraid of the truth later. Astagfirullah...

Candra opened her eyes. Rubbing his face with both hands. The fear that passed through his mind he threw it far away.

Candra shook her head. Not to guess. Whatever the answer of the results of istikharah, sure it is the best.

It's 9 in the morning.

There is still time to relax before heading to the office later in the day. He only went to the office to submit a report to the Director. There was no busy waiting for him.

Candra decided to do fitness. Sitting still and daydreaming only conjures up a bad imagination. He got up from his chair, stepped into the next room he remodeled as a fitness place.

...We can design the most beautiful scenarios possible...

...But......

...Trust me, God's plan is the best and most beautiful for us...

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Patience yes!

Candra-Rachel Team or Candra-Salma Team.

It's not about who the soul mate is. But we look at the flow step by step. There are lessons to be learned about sincerity, patience, the reality of life that must be accepted.

Hi hi othor sok sage.

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