Sinar Cinta Ramadhan
Uncovering Taste

"I want to talk to you" replied Laila

"Talk? Speak up!" said Rama.

"Eu .. eu ...." Apparently Laila was hesitant.

"Eu, what, Laila?" ask Rama.

'Do I really have to say it?" Laila.

"Brake!" call Rama to disperse the reverie of Laila.

"Eu .. not so," said Laila spontaneously.

Rama frowned.

"No so? Why not be?"

"It's okay" he replied, then stepped up to leave Rama.

Only five steps Laila stopped her steps. He sat back, 'No, if not now when else, tomorrow I will go' inwardly.

"Why stop?" Rama approached Laila.

Laila did not answer, she lowered her gaze, and played her fingers. He tried to build up his courage.

Rama noticed Laila's anxious attitude.

"Brake!" call him.

The deg!

Laila closed her eyes. His chest was up and down, he was trying to control nervousness.

"Ma-would ..would you?" Laila stopped saying she was getting nervous, this was the first time she fell in love, should she also say love first.

"Will? Would what?" Rama frowned, waiting for Laila to continue her words.

"W-will you come home with me" said Laila, who immediately stepped away.

Rama smiled cutely at Laila.

"Take it with you to go straight away anyway. Will you knit a holy love with me?" Spontaneous Rama expressed his heart.

Laila's steps stopped. Instantly the heart beats violently. His eyes were perfectly round in disbelief, his hands spontaneously covering his open mouth.

"What!?" Laila turned her body. His face was now blushing perfectly.

Rama walked up to him.

"Will you knit my sacred love." Rama repeated it by looking down at Laila's embarrassed face.

"W-are you proposing to me?" asked Laila with a feeling in the chest that wanted to immediately soar high in the air.

"Yes, I proposed to you" said Rama.

"are you kidding?"

"Look! Did my face look joking? For my feelings I won't joke."

Laila could not see Rama's face. Laila blushed. 'Finally this heart gets its owner, thank God, finally my love does not clap one hand' inner Laila.

"How is. I'm waiting for your answer?"

The deg!

Laila nodded her head slowly.

Rama smiled happily.

"A fitri's day, I'm going to visit your house, propose to you in front of your parents."

"really?" Laila's heart is beating faster. Incredibly happy.

"Thank you, O God," said Laila and ran.

"Hey why run?"

"I'm ashamed."

Rama smiled back.

However, Laila suddenly stopped running, remembering that tomorrow she would return to the city.

Rama approached Laila. "Why stop? Still waiting for me?"

"Tomorrow I will return to the city" said Laila.

"Tomorrow!" Rama surprised.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Aren't you three days away?"

"My mother has arrived in Indonesia. I'm waiting for your proposal" Laila said with a smile, then left.

"Luckily I have expressed my heart" muttered Rama with a smile.

Rama told all about it to my mother. The happy mother saw Rama happy, her face was much more cheerful than usual.

So did Laila who told bi Ira everything. Bi Ira is amazingly happy. Finally, the nephew got his love.

****

Mr. Hasan told Nesa to pick up Laila, again he could not pick up Laila, the problem was not solved, it seems that the company's problems began to spread to the finances.

Laila said goodbye to Ira bi, did not forget Rama and mother also drove the last departure of Laila home.

"Be careful on the road, dear Laila, see you Eid al-Fitr" said bi Ira with a smile glancing at Laila and Rama alternately.

Laila looked embarrassed.

Rama smiled happily.

"Laila, please forgive all the demeanor of the mother that is not pleasing to your heart, dear," said Ms. Fauziah with teary eyes.

"Mother, there's no need to apologize, there's nothing to forgive" Laila said.

"Aamiin," said Laila followed the others.

Laila blushed back. He glanced at Rama who was next to Bu Fauziah.

It was difficult to step foot to leave Rama, as difficult as to take his eyes off.

Bi Ira and Bu Fauziah who have forgiven each other, understand the wishes of the two people. They gave Rama and Laila a chance to talk together.

"You be careful on the road. Say the same Mr. Hasan, do not speed! Take good care of my potential intrigue," Rama said attentively.

Makes Laila's heart soar.

Laila carved out her most beautiful smile, hearing the word 'Calon Isrti' from Rama's mouth. I want to fly to the clouds.

"Why not tell Mr. Hasan himself?"

"Because I'd rather tell you," said Rama.

"You have to promise me" said Laila.

"What promise?"

"Whatever happens, don't ever leave me" said Laila.

"You're so afraid of being abandoned by me?"

"Very, very scared. Before this feeling was conveyed to you, you were with someone else, it was very painful" Laila said.

"You need to know, even though my body has been with others. My soul is always with you."

"Promise, will never leave me?"

"God willing. May God always take care of our love, so that we will never be separated" said Rama.

"Aamiin," Laila replied with a smile.

"May I ask you something?" said Rama.

"What?"

"Give me my watch,"

Laila ternyum understood.

"I'll return your watch, but, there's a condition" Laila said.

"What?"

"Give me back my slippers, too" he asked.

Both of them laughed happily.

Miss Ira and Miss Fauziah peeking in with them laughing.

After saying goodbye and returning what they asked for, Laila finally left. Leaving the village carving out fond memories for her, finding her true love.

"Bring me back here, as your wife!" laila shouted as the car started to go.

"Wait for me there! Don't go anywhere before I pick you up" Rama replied.

Both of them waved hands. A smile is endlessly etched until Laila's car disappears from Rama's sight.

Rama forgot something important. Although five more days of Eid al-Fitr arrive and they will meet. But waiting five days for them is like five centuries.

"Bi Ira, can I have a phone number, Laila?" said Rama.

"Rama! Where have you been this month, why are you asking for a phone number now?" ask Ira and laugh

Rama only scratched his head that was not itchy.

"All right, same number as Laila's parents."

"Of course" said bi Ira with a smile.

After two hours, Laila arrived at her luxurious home. Back occupying beautiful and magnificent rooms like the empress's room. However, to this indahan is nothing compared to the beautiful small room of the house bi Ira which can be directly directed to look at the prince there.

Suddenly a message came in his whattaap, from an unknown number. Laila immediately read the message.

_Assalamualaikum empress of my heart, has it reached home? Miss you._

'Rama, is this him?' his inner.

_Waalaikum greetings, Rama is you?"_

_Thank God, my queen remembers her prince._

So here it is. Laila jumped up happily. He immediately replied to his chat back.

_How can I forget you, you always disturb my mind._

_Thankful. Now you rest. I'm sorry I interrupted your thoughts._

_Why apologize for the fun, let my mind not be disturbed, my life is willing to disturb you forever, because your disorder is the most beautiful disturbance in my life._

They both smiled in different places.

Nesa came soon.

"Laila baby, sorry mother, yes. Mommy can't pick you up" Nesa said, hugging Laila. "You okay? What the hell happened to you? Who tried to harass you? Tell me, mother? Why are you quiet?" cerocos Nesa with many questions.

"How'd Laila talk, Bun. Mother nyerocos continues," said Laila by carving a smile.

"Sorry, sweetheart. Mother is worried about you" said Nesa by rubbing Laila's head.

"Mother don't worry, Laila's fine, someone's happy, Laila," Laila said.

"Yes, honey. Bi Ira told me. Mother also has good news for you."

"What news, Bun?"

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