The Energy Of Love 2
His figure is coming

Seventeen Augusts arrived in plain sight. Today is the day of the independence of the Republic of Indonesia. Residents of one Tembalang Housing complex are still gathering on the football field. After carrying out the flag ceremony, special men enliven the event of seventeen August with a ball game. The men from these two different housing complexes have changed into ball clothes.

Henry is excited to join his football team. His favorite moment is playing ball. With his team, Henry is so good at managing kick strategies. His spirit is unperturbed against other team opponents. Among other soccer players, only Henry is the tallest.

Henry is not alone. There was Bryan and Irwan accompanying the ball game. Bryan and Irwan were also no less enthusiastic about enlivening the seventeen Agustusan event. The legs of two men of this level also need refreshment with football.

Fira, Zayn, Zema, Alira and his family watched on the sidelines. They along with a housing complex cheered happily to give encouragement to football players. Fira's eyes wearing clear glasses were sparkling to see her husband playing ball.

Henry's movements in playing ball do not need to be asked again. His feet that kicked the ball seemed sensitive to attacks from opponents. Henry also passed the ball to everyone in his team. So did his team deftly pass the ball towards Henry.

Fira did not want to miss this moment, he then recorded a video of the ball game on the device. Lefia, Zayn, Zema and Alira relax sitting under a shady tree while eating snacks and drinks that have been brought. While Ratih and Fatih focus on their son-in-law and son, they are also excited to see the ball game.

The ball game takes ninety minutes. The loud whistle was blown by the referee, a sign that the ball game was over. The decisive referee who won the ball game was the housing complex team, where Henry and Bryan lived. The team cheered happily while hugging. So happy, they are also proud of Henry's game that is so elegant and beautiful. Henry scored three times in his team.

Henry, Bryan and Irwan ran to the sidelines. Henry was greeted by Fira with a sweet smile. Irwan is greeted by Lefia, Lefia is quick to wipe Irwan's sweat with tissue. But the other case with Bryan, he was greeted by Fatih and Ratih. Bryan felt that he saw Henry and Irwan who were welcomed by their respective partners.

"Sir, Mom, Bryan wants a soul mate, huhuhu," whined Bryan.

"Heh, how sweet! I think gini, yes, your soul mate will run away," admonished Fatih.

They laughed chuckling at Bryan because of his incompetence. Fira was quick to pick up a tissue and a bottle of mineral water for Henry. Henry sat down on the grass, drank a bottle of water and then set his breath. While Fira wipes the sweat that soaks Henry's oriental face. Henry looked at Fira lovingly. And so is Fira. It felt like letting go of a passionate longing with a hug, but both seemed to undo the intention.

"Congratulations, yes, for being a winner in a ball game" said Fira.

"I'm excited to play because I have you" Henry said.

"Hehehe, it could be." Fira then blushed.

"Yeay, great Papa and superhero!" zayn, Zema and Alira.

The three children hugged Henry tightly. No matter the sweat that soaked Henry's ball-clothes, it was for the children that his papa won. Henry also returned the embrace of three children, he continued lovingly.

"Zayn wants to be Papa's kayak ball player" Zayn said.

"Zema too! Zema likes to play ball" Zema said.

"Okay, Papa's two gentle boys. God willing, if there is time, Papa teaches to play ball. What matters is his spirit and determination" Henry said.

"Ready, Papa Boss!" zayn and Zema.

"Alira kayak Mama aja, the section preparing food and drinks for Kak Zayn and Kak Zema, hehehe," Alira chirped.

"Good and beautiful boy." Henry stroked Alira's shoulder-length hair.

For a moment this family took a break while enjoying food and drinks brought from home. Fira, Lefia and Ratih were already anticipating preparing food and drinks, since already knew after the flag ceremony, there was a ball match.

When this family enjoys being together. Henry's ball team came over to Henry, who was an average young man and gentlemen. Henry moved away from the place and greeted them kindly.

"Sir Henry, these are trophies and gifts for you. We've got gifts too" said a young man.

"The cup should be stored on Pak RT housing only or where it is, which is feasible. For a gift for you. I play ball just to channel my hobbies and body refreshment" said Henry.

"Then, the prize is for Mas Bryan and Mr. Irwan only," he said.

"The reward is for you guys" Bryan and Irwan said simultaneously.

"Well, you guys are a good family. We are proud to have neighbors like you. Thank you, Mr. Henry, Mas Bryan and Mr. Irwan, may Allah repay you for your kindness."

"Sama-sama, Mas-mas and Gentlemen. You see, I also play ball for fun, hehehe," Bryan said.

"Together, may the gift be of benefit to all" Henry said.

"It is better that this gift in the form of money we deliberate to each RT sir," proposed one of them.

"Again, you can." They also agreed and agreed.

***

After the prayer Dzuhur worship in the mosque, really make Henry, Bryan and Irwan look fresh again. The three men had cleaned themselves and each of the Muslim clothes smelled of perfume. The three of them arrived at the front of the house, Henry opened the door. Especially today, they're gathering at Henry's in-laws' house.

Bryan and Irwan enter the house. While Henry was still standing in the doorway, his right hand reached into his pocket. Take the device and turn on the device. Henry looked at the screen of the device with an incoming message notification. Henry smiled as he read the incoming message from someone.

"Hayo, who's smiling to himself, what's wrong?" said Fira. The woman patted her husband on the shoulder, to Henry's surprise. Henry quickly put the device in his pocket.

"There's nothing. It's a business interest" Henry said.

"Business, huh? Hmm, well, I can't really know much about you." Fira snorted, her cheerful face instantly turning sour.

"Do you want to know everything about me?" ask Henry. His two hands touched Fira's cheeks.

Fira just looked down lethargicly and replied, "actually if you are married there is no need to hide anything. Don't we ever talk about sharing stories? However, if there's something that makes you mind to talk, yes, I can't mean it."

"You believe me, right? I won't turn away from you, Fira. To get your love, I fought. Moreover, you patiently waited for me for five years. I always remember that."

Fira then nodded, "that's not what I meant. I mean, you share stories about your psychology."

"Ehem, he said he wanted to make me a jengkol stew, where is it?" henry Goda. He tried to divert the conversation with Fira.

"Indeed kayak people do you like jengkol stew?" Fira frowned.

"Actually I don't like jengkol stew, because it causes bad breath. Because I'm married to my wife, so I want to try my wife's clove cooking."

"May eat jengkol stew, but answer my question first."

"What questions?"

Fira looked at Henry fixedly, as if she was interrogating her husband. "Who did you smile at, who did you get the SMS from?"

"Oh my God, hahaha. That's an SMS from my manager, tonight there's a friendly event. You're ready to come, yeah."

"Henry, don't remember, yes, if it's exactly today a month after our wedding anniversary" murmured Fira.

"Yuk, we're going to the dining room. I'm hungry already."

As Henry and Fira were about to step into the dining room, from behind, there was the sound of knocking on the door repeatedly. Henry and Fira turned their backs. The four eyes widened to see the figure of the man present before the two. The figure of the man he thought was gone, now stands in the doorway.

"Mas Kirsandi," said Henry.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Henry and Dik Fira" said the tall man. His charming smile contained a mustache and thick beards around his chin.

"Wassalamu'alaikum, Mas" said Fira.

"Oh my God, why is this so? Mas Kirsandi was present in my life and Fira. Didn't Fira say that Mas Kirsandi had died in an accident. Astaghfirullah, what will happen?" inner Henry.

"Sorry, yes, I suddenly came to your house. I know the address of this house from my mother" he said.

Henry clasped Fira's arm tightly. Those narrowed eyes shone sharply at Fira. He whispered in Fira's ear. "Fira, tell me, honestly, is it true that Mas Kirsandi is alive?"

Fira was shocked by Henry's hand. He looked at Henry. "What do you mean, Hen?"

"This what? Is Mas Kirsandi alive or dead? Say it" whispered Henry.

"Oh, hahaha, I heard your conversation. Henry, take it easy, you don't be afraid of me" the man said. He dropped the bag he was carrying.

"I'm not afraid of you. It's just, it's complicated, so I want an explanation from my wife" Henry said.

The man with a stern look grimaced at the anxiety on Henry's face. While Fira is confused to explain where to start? Henry looked back cynically at Fira. Fira was astonished to see Henry easily deduce something. Finally Fira spoke up.

"Henry, listen first, it's actually Mas ..."

"It looks like your current husband doesn't need an explanation, Dik Fira," the man said.

"Mas, don't make a stove dong here," furious Fira.

"Please, explain, what is all this? Let me not misunderstand!" snapping Henry.

It seems Henry seems resigned to the situation. "If Mas wants custody of the children, I'm open, because Mas Kirsandi is their father."

"Sure, you don't want to listen to my confession?" The man frowned. Strictly round eyes tried to convince Henry.

"What confession?" Henry was curious.

"I'm Keenan, Kirsandi's twin sister. Kirsandi and I are identical twins, so our faces are exactly the difference between my thin lips and Kirsandi's thick lips" explained the man named Keenan.

"Yes, this is Mas Keenan. He was never seen in the family. Mas Keenan lives in Jakarta" said Fira.

Henry seems to still not believe in the presence of Keenan. "Right, this is Mas Kirsandi's twin?"

"Yes, really. I still keep photos of Mas Kirsandi and Mas Keenan as a child and teenager. You can see their photos." Fira tried to convince Henry.

Henry rubbed his face with both hands. "Alhamdulillah, relieved."

"Dik Fira, when I wanted to prank your husband. It seems that Henry is powerless if Kirsandi comes in front of him, hahaha," Keenan joked.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I'm just careful about this. If Mas Kirsandi were present in my life, I would feel guilty about marrying Fira, hehehe." Henry scratched his nape, though nothing itchy.

"It's clear now, right? Yes, there may be people who have died, risen again, there is nothing."

Fira finally took these two men to the dining room. "Yuk, Mas Keenan and Henry, we're having lunch together."

Fira invites Keenan into the house. Keenan put the bag on the sofa. Henry and Fira joined hands. Henry kept looking at Fira's face. Had Kirsandi been present in the lives of Henry and Fira, from the bottom of Henry's heart, he would not have been ready to lose Fira. However, it turns out that the present is Kirsandi's twin sister. Henry was relieved and comfortable.

Henry, Fira and Keenan in the dining room. The three children suddenly gasped at the figure of the man standing beside his father. It is certain that Zayn, Zema and Alira gawked at the figure of a man similar to his late father. But Ratih, Fatih and Bryan already know if the man is Keenan.

"Dad!" pekik Zayn, Zema and Alira.

"Zayn forgot the same Om Keenan? His twin sister is Kirsandi's father" said Fira.

"Oh, yes, Zayn forgot, Ma. Zayn is shocked that this is Dad" Zayn said.

"Kids, so this is Om Keenan, his twin brother Dad, not Dad," Fira explained.

"It's okay, if Om Keenan is called Dad. Does anyone miss Kirsandi's father?"

Fira turned to Henry, as did Henry. Henry could only be silent. He tried to understand in the position of three children. But Zayn, Zema and Alira were confused to answer questions from Keenan. Keenan was sensitive to the surroundings, he guessed the three children were still surprised by his presence.

"Your son three, Dik Fira?" ask Keenan.

"The daughter is Mas Kirsandi's son with his second wife. But Mas Kirsandi's second wife had followed Mas Kirsandi to Rahmatullah," replied Fira.

"Innalilahi wa innailaihi roji. I just found out that Kirsandi has a second wife."

"I'm also new this year-to-me meet Mas Kirsandi's second wife."

"Yuk, son Keenan, eat with us, "take a bite.

Fatih greeted Keenan kindly. "It must have come all the way from here. How are Mr Risman and Ms Lestari?"

"Alhamdulillah, my Father and Mother are good and healthy, sir."

***

Henry's planned quality time had arrived. Henry took Fira on a matic motorcycle, along the streets of Semarang City. Henry and Fira were also wearing helmets. The lights on the side of the road, lighting up the streets tonight. The matic motor that Henry carried passed through the young monument. Fira always see the sparkling of Semarang City, let alone ride a motorcycle with her beloved husband.

Although the lives of Henry and Fira are mixed with treasure, but these two lovebirds are actually happy with riding a matic motorbike. Henry feels back to his old school days. Fira so remember the simple time first, while still working at one of the restaurants in Semarang, he rode a motorcycle.

"I'm happier like this. So we can express ourselves if we ride the bike," said Fira.

"I'm getting more and more friendly with you, too. It's true, happiness is simple. We're like dating people" Henry said.

"For us courtship is halal can be rewarded again, if again friendly."

"really so. Very clever, my wife."

"Where are we going, Hen?" ask Fira.

"And I told you we were going to be a god, a god" replied Henry.

"Guild to whose place?"

"Yes, of course, the people we love."

"Why do I feel comfortable like this, Hen. Regardless of our success, I want to have quality but simple time like this."

"I've been a miss in our old days, Fir. When we both become outcast. Simple life that makes togetherness meaningful."

Fira hugged Henry. Her head wrapped in hijab was resting on the back of her husband. From behind the helmet, Henry chuckled at Fira's happiness. Henry is amazed at Fira, a successful woman who is not ashamed and prestige with simplicity.

Now, the motorbike that Henry carried past Simpang Lima, in between the vehicle traffic, Henry was good at finding a gap so as not to get stuck in traffic. The night is getting late, the city of Semarang is getting crowded vehicles, because it is a weekend. Fira continues to enjoy the journey with a soothing breeze.

Henry and Fira arrive at the Novotel Semarang Hotel. Henry first stopped his bike in the parking lot. Fira was stunned to see the towering hotel building. Henry and Fira remove the helmets simultaneously. Two helmets hang in the rear view of the motor.

Henry quickly took Fira into the hotel lobby. By the time the two entered the hotel, Fira was surprised by the welcome of the employees of the Excellent company. Because each of them is wearing a company uniform. Fira turned to Henry, but Henry just smiled looking at Fira.

Henry hurried to take Fira somewhere. The woman with the floral motif obeyed her husband. Until arriving at a swimming pool that has been decorated with flowers. The flower sprinkles are heart-shaped and in the middle of the number one shape.

Fira was stunned to see an unexpected romantic surprise. He could not dwell anymore on Henry turned out to remember the anniversary of the wedding. Seventeen July, Henry and Fira are fused in marriage and seventeen August is exactly a month old.

"God, Henry," said Fira.

"Happy wedding anniversary, my wife" said Henry.

"God, Henry, you-you really, yeah, make me pound."

Henry then kissed Fira's forehead while hugging his beloved wife. "I love you, Fira. I'm sorry, if I'm wrong with you. I want you to be with me for the rest of my life."

"I love you too, Henry. I'm sorry too, if I'm wrong and wrong with you. I can't be the perfect wife."

"Man is not perfect, but with love because God has perfected our lives."

"Thank you, my husband. I thought you'd forget our wedding anniversary."

"Eits, it's not much."

Henry clapped his hands. From the corner of the room, there were orphans who were brought directly from the orphanage, where Fira became a donor there. Afterwards, Henry and Fira's family attended, including his three children. Fira is thrilled with this special moment tonight. Henry wanted to share his happiness with the family and the orphans.

"Good wedding day to Mr. Henry and Ms. Fira. May be a sadinah family mawadah warahmah. His sustenance has always been endowed by God" said the caretaker and the orphanage children.

"Aamiin ya rabbal alamin," said Fira and Henry.

"Papa and Mama, may you give Zayn, Zema and Alira a new sister soon" Zayn said.

"Aamiin."

"Now, we are celebrating Indonesia's independence day and the independence of the love of Henry and Kak Fira, hahaha. Come on, on a meal," cried Bryan.

Fira looked at Henry fixedly. "I want us to keep this up until we're old."

"I want to have many children from you" Henry teased. One of his narrowed eyes blinked at Fira.

"God, aamiin."

"At the hotel, you and I stayed here and could do it until morning."

Fira glared at Henry. "Henri! Don't say that, people will hear."

Selected hotel servants help the event, while they prepare food and drinks for the guests. Tonight, everyone here deserves to be happy. In addition to celebrating independence day, it also celebrates the independence of love between Henry and Fira. This special moment on the seventeenth will be the history of Henry and Fira's life. The energy of love is in the heart of a sincere person. The independence of love is when lovers are able to pass various tests and storms.