A SPECK OF LIGHT (Handle of Good-Loving Love)
21.Soldier, you know miss the imprisoned ones?

Along the way to Joseph's father's house, Adzilla was more silent. Exactly when Soldiers struggled to melt the woman's heart.

Even up to the house Adzilla was silent without a word. Soldiers helped his two sons. When Adzilla wanted to step up, Soldier quickly scuffed Adzilla's wrist.

"Please don't shut up like this, brother." In the hands of both hands that have the face of the ayu.

Adzilla. "I don't want the old story to repeat itself. I'd better leave what's gonna hurt me later, As. I love you but I care more about myself and my children. I don't deserve to be with you, As."

"Go, find your happiness with another woman." The last sentence Adzilla said was very audible if the voice was holding back crying.

With self-drenched, Soldier embraced the woman of his heart tightly. And at that very moment Adzilla's cry broke.

Not only because she realized that Hana had not yet approved of their relationship. However, for his old umpteenth there was someone hugging Adzilla when his heart felt sad and needed a hug.

"I'm scared."

Soldiers rubbed Adzilla's head in hijab. "If you love, let's fight together. It will be happier, we enjoy the process until the beautiful day arrives."

"Silver is like the fifth pillar of Islam, you know?"

Adzilla broke into a hug staring at the Soldier with many question marks. "I mean."

"Yes, that brother is like the fifth pillar of Islam. Who deserves to be with that brother is only for those who are capable."

Adzilla squinted at irritated eyes immediately said. "So you can't afford it? yeah, it's back down there" he said.

"Why am I being blamed? wasn't that the big brother who wanted to give up?"

Tacit. Adzilla could no longer answer because what the soldiers said was true. He is too afraid to face people who don't like him.

"Tomorrow we are shopping for the needs of the application yes, and all nyicil for our engagement if necessary."

Adzilla glared after hearing that. "That's too much of a hurry, As."

"No, I don't want us to be like that. Look, we're unexpectedly enjoying that hug, right?"

Who doesn't enjoy hugging our loved ones? even earlier Soldiers can feel the rhythmic heartbeat of Adzilla irregular exactly like his heartbeat.

Soldiers held back a smile seeing Adzilla bowed in embarrassment because of her remarks just now. "Here I come in, I have to work so I have money for my sister's maharin."

Finally unable to resist the laughter when Adzilla hit his chest that felt nothing.

"I'm home. Assalamualaikum."

"Be careful. The waalaikumsalam."

...****...

Soldiers parked his bike next to Hana's house. Enter by saying greetings from the back door because he will get ready to bring his sales boy to the usual place of deterrence.

"Askar, are you really crazy? can't your eyes cataract choose a girl who is still a girl? why should girls be older? moreover, your girl is a widow." attack Hana who had been waiting for Soldiers earlier.

Soldiers jerked until stroking the chest. "Astaghfirullah, brother. Just be surprised."

"Askar, answer brother's question."

The soldier sighed and sat down to face Hana. "Sister, I'm not crazy and my eyes are still healthy and bright. I love Adzilla and I love her, I choose her as my companion. And I don't even care about the status of his widow."

"Askar's looking for a wife must have criteria. The overall compatibility was with Adzilla, the purpose for marriage as a bridge to God's heaven was also in line with Adzilla."

Hana continued to hear the Soldier who continued to explain and convince her to accept Adzilla.

"Sir. This is yes, you're grown up and grown up. You should know, one of the reasons why people want to get married quickly in order to have sex."

"Yes I know."

"Well. You should know better still a girl than a widow. Adzilla has two children. It must be very loose."

Soldiers just silently digested Hana's words. Said his friend who is depraved and there are married is indeed better if still a girl.

"Sister, I like patient girls, not demanding, independent, committed, and never play love. When it comes to bedding, Adzilla is more experienced than me. He could satisfy me more."

Hana cut her lips in annoyance to see the sister unaffected. "You're just an obsession, you're gonna be sick of it."

Soldier shakes. "No, even my love gets stronger every time. I always pray that we are united."

"As for you, As."

"Should. Remember we're there one more week."

...****...

At the residence of Joseph's father. Adzilla sat pensively on the terrace in the afternoon. Seeing his two children playing cars and cooking toys.

The eyes look there but the mind drifts. Given how Hana's gaze and questions made her hesitant to continue her marriage to Soldier.

But the love and affection for the young man was unstoppable.

"Don't think too much of Zilla."

Adzilla gasped at the source of the sound. In elus chest so terjurnya. "Dad."

"Yes, I was expecting something to happen. Patience, son. If a soldier is really serious about you, he will fight."

Adzilla just nodded and his attention was diverted with the message sent by Soldiers.

*This is not about your age, older, or younger. It's about balancing life and being able to go hand in hand. That gives comfort in the heart, comfort in the side, and unrelenting affection. It's about laughing together and supporting each other and praying for each other, talking freely without thinking this is appropriate or inappropriate. When the world is so cruel, you're where I come home. That can make me always patient and understanding even though it is very difficult.

Accepting me for who I am even though I'm just being. Then I don't question you because I know, because that's what makes you what you are today. The disadvantage of each is the shared task of learning to accept each other and improve in order to be better. About you who sincerely accept and hold my chest to be my makmum. Makes me feel proud to have you.

Thank you for accepting me*.

Ls it? what should a soldier doubt about Adzilla? the young man can always reassure the woman if she comes back shaky with their feelings and relationships.

*Askar, do you know the miss of the imprisoned?

Missing does not know time. Like since morning already misses you even though we have met. It was the umpteenth morning, and I still wrapped my miss in silence. When the morning swallows the night, I always hope and pray there will be you when I open my eyes.

Missing is not manageable. Secretly sneaking stifling chest. To you my miss empties. In your shady eyes, I want to complain. On your tough shoulder, I want to share a sweat.

Missing is true. Almost every time we meet. In silence I put up a longing. Enough I know, you don't first.

❤️

TBC*