WHY LOVE
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Self-muhasabah.

That's what Candra does all night while staying at the hotel. Drowsiness that is expected to be present does not even come. He chose to reflect, recalling the sentence stanza reflected in every prayer offered regarding the request of a spouse.

He only realized, all this time never mention the name of the lover in his prayer. But implicitly, his plea to God asked for the best soul mate he addressed to Rachel. Because in my heart, Rachel is the best mate. Hope does not match the answer.

Candra can only fall asleep after dawn prayer with a lighter feeling than yesterday. He made peace with his heart. Though sad and sad still exist. Dehumanised.

The sound of stomach gurgling makes Candra squirm. He squinted his eyes to find the sunlight peeking out from between the window curtains. The light touches the face.

"Astagfirullah- - 8 o'clock." Candra shrieked softly in a sitting position on the edge of the bed. He immediately went to the bathroom to refresh his body.

Standing by the window of the restaurant after breakfast, Candra called Salma. There was a greeting of a woman's voice from there. Candra reviewed a thin smile. Ah, why am I so kangen with her boisterous voice.

"What time are you going back to Jakarta, Sal? We're together again. I checked out at 12."

"I'm leaving abis ashar. Bang Candra please go ahead. Let me take the bus." The answer over there was accompanied by the noise of screaming and applause of the children.

"Where is this? How a great race."

"Magi fishing, Bang. A lot of the audience is noisy and disturbing, so my bait is not stuck deh ah, the fish is scared. You little pikasebeleun boys (sucks)."

The sound of clucking and grumbling around there even made Candra chuckle.

"We go home together, Sal. Nothing for the afternoon either. Go together, go home and have to be together. I'm going to your house now. Want to follow the fishing."

"Eh, but--"

"I'm walking now. Share loc yes!"

Without waiting for an answer from Salma, Candra closed her call. In spirit, he immediately headed to his room to decide to check out right now. Hearing that he was fishing, Candra was so enthusiastic and sparkling to join.

The car quickly left the city. When going through a white house that stands firmly facing the highway, Candra slows down the speed of her car. He looked at it for a moment. I remember when yesterday we promised each other. More precisely Rachel forced him to promise to be equally happy.

Bismillah. It's time to step again.

Candra refocused her gaze onto the road. The gas pedal stepped deeper, increasing the speed to get to Salma's house immediately. It took 1 hour and 15 minutes, the car stopped in front of a white combination ash house, according to shareloc.

Salma ran small towards the courtyard of the house as soon as she saw a familiar car parked in front of the road. He pushed the iron gate to the end. The candra that was about to come down helped him become stuck because the door was already wide open.

"Bang, the car is parked inside just to be safe." Salma stood at the end of the terrace waiting for Candra to finish parking her car in an open garage.

"Finally.landing also in my hut-" Salma laughed softly welcoming Candra who got down from the car with a casual look, knee-length jeans and a white T-shirt.

"It may be you-" Candra chuckles at the house Salma says.

"Please sit down, Bang. I'll call my parent first."

Candra circulated her gaze around the living room with that wall of white paint. It looks hanging large calligraphy inscribed verse chair also painting themed mountain scenery.

"Well the arrival of a great guest" I welcome the arrival of his guest. Moreover, seeing his dashing and handsome appearance amazed him. Salma had told about the arrival of his boss guest and told his father not to ask strangely because the boss already had a future wife.

Candra stood up to greet Salma's parents.

"I'm Candra, Salma's co-worker sir."

Candra introduced herself.

"I'm Mr. Dedi and this is Ms. Eni, we're Salma's youngest parents." I invited Candra to sit down again. Salma came with a tray of drinks to serve.

"Son Candra, I'm curious. Is it in the office that no man likes Salma? Salma is beautiful. Why samlai today is still single he-" continued Mr. Dedi invited to talk his guest.

"That's Mr Mah, what did I say?! Udah bang do not be overstimulated-" Salma glared her eyes with pouty lips staring at her father.

Candra chuckles at the drama of the boy and the father protesting against each other.

"Of course many people like Salma, sir. Only Salma's a voter. He has a crush on someone, sir." Candra even went to bedwetting until her father enthusiastically urged Salma to confess.

Ja. Someone it's you, Bang.

"Ah already. Why talk about me. Bang Candra wants to go fishing, right? come on now it's still sunny weather." Salma diverted the conversation that had cornered her.

"Rest first, just came. Mango, while tasting the cake. That's Salma who made it." Salma's mother chimed in. He and I leave the living room because they are watching the rice harvest that is taking place in his rice field behind the house.

"Hm delicious. You're cooking pinter it." Candra takes a second piece of fragrant black glutinous sponge and is still warm.

"Ah can only be a little." said Salma. But honestly, he felt flattered until his face blushed in shame.

"Bang Candra if you want to go fishing, the clothes are changed first do not be white. It's a pity that mud is hard to tell the nodes."

"Can you please get me a change of clothes? It's in the middle seat." Candra gave me the car keys. While he continued taking the third cut, the sponge was on the plate. Either doyan was hungry because his energy drained after thinking all night.

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"Ateu....fishing again???" Two twin boys appear to sparkle near Salma and Candra who are about to go fishing.

"Hadeuh.kalian why come here again!" Salma ruffled her waist to look at the two nephews who had a hobby of pranking her.

"Hey...twins huh? Whose name?" Candra looked at the astonishment of the handsome boy of 4th grade Elementary who was almost indistinguishable. Especially if you wear the same clothes.

"They're my niece, Bang. Galang and Gilang. You guys, let's go get some salim!"

The twins, according to her, kissed Candra's hand.

"Witwiw-kabogoh ateu?!" Galang, with a grinning smile teasing his aunt. As a result, Salma removed one of his joints, swung to his nosy nephew, as if about to hit. Blowingly the twin duo ran away from the pool to his grandparents in the rice field.

Candra chuckles. His laughter was so loose. He was comforted by the behavior of the boy who Salma thought was annoying.

Only with earthworm bait, one time Candra hook throw directly nudge.

"Yes. Strike!" Candra exclaimed in excitement as she got a strong pull from the fish she got. Slowly Candra pulls the fishing rod so that the fish does not escape.

"Horeee can be bawal." Salma clapped as the fish were raised to land. Bawal fish measuring 1 kg successfully obtained.

"Wow cool---" compact Duo boy. They came back when they heard his aunt shouting.

In subsequent fishing, Candra managed to get goldfish and tilapia in a row until the number of 10 fish. Natural feed in the form of foliage is also kitchen food waste, making the fish look big and thick fleshy. Without a shower.

The twin duo whispered to each other and smiled evilly. He approached his tantra who was standing at the edge of the pool, focusing on watching Candra throw back the fishing rod.

With a finger signal counting to three without a sound, the twin duo pushed Salma's buttocks.

Byurrrs

"Arrghhh mother-" Salma cried out in shock as her body was shredded, splashing into the deep pool as an adult.

A giggling laugh was heard from the twin duo jumping around in pleasure.

The startled Candra, threw the fishing rod just like that. He crouched down and stretched out his hand to help Salma ascend. The twins are not over yet. They pushed Candra's back until it fell on Salma's body that was almost flat on her back because it was pushed. Spontaneous Candra pulled Salma's body into her arms and rubbed her wet long hair.

"Are you okay?" Candra stared worriedly. The two views clashed and locked.

Deg.

Candra felt her heart thump as she stared at the two beautiful eyeballs of the girl who was still standing tight with her.

The sound of the laughter of the twin duo from above the pond managed to resuscitate the two. Salma broke free from Candra's embrace with a nervous feeling. His heart hit fast.

"Hey look out for you!!!" Salma's attention turned to her two nieces who were still giggling above. With a sigh he poured water with his hand. Before they hit, the kids were already running around.

"I'm sorry Bang, those bad boys." Salma felt bad for Candra because of her niece's behavior.

"It's okay. His name is also children. There are times when they are bad. The future will be a memory."

Both of them sat at the edge of the pool in clothes that were soaked. They decided to go home when the sun began to heat up and the Adhan Duhur reverberated.

In the afternoon, Candra said goodbye to Salma's parents to return to Jakarta. Fun and exciting experience for Candra. This day is filled from enjoying glutinous sponge to eating with grilled fish plus complete liwet rice and chatting casually with the Salma family.

"Ateu...Om. I'm sorry I was in the pool." Galang and Gilang approached with a sad face ushered by his mother who was none other than Salma's sister. They were scolded by the mother and told to apologize.

Salma who had been upset became filled to see a sad face and regretted his two nephews.

"Yes. Ateu. Be careful not to repeat again!!"

The twins nodded and smiled brightly. Compact the two raised their hands with a grim laugh staring at his tant.

"That's right. The ends ask for a snack." Salma snorted with pouting lips. The twins are back in shitty mode. Make everyone who leads up to the porch, laugh.

"Now, from Om." Candra immediately pulled out two red sheets from her wallet. The twins pranced happily until they kissed Candra's hand many times.

Along the road to Jakarta, Candra's face looks crisp. When yesterday was sad, today was happy. What a different and unexpected atmosphere.

Yesterday is the past

Today is reality

Tomorrow is hope

**So...

Be special for the past

Be thankful for today

Pray for the future

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