A sunny morning, God willing, another beautiful day will come again starting with the very cold dawn air making most people prefer to return to their pillows and bolsters again. However, not with Mr. Ali, he has been up since three o'clock this morning.
Kahfa has already left for Ummi's house, maybe to convince Ummi that it will work. As for Farhan, he deliberately locked himself in a cupboard in his room. I don't know, it turns out that he is still traumatized and doesn't want to meet Kania.
Mr. Ali immediately went to the hospital to give him a birthday surprise. After arriving at the hospital, Mr. Ali walked quickly to Kania's room. Just as he opened the door, he was surprised by Kania's empty and tidy room.
Pak Ali goes back out, hoping to find Kania in the hospital garden. But back to the initial results, nothing. He gave up and asked the nurse.
"Where's Kania?"
"Why are you looking for Kania? Who is she?"
"I just found out that the nurse at my hospital is very unprofessional and very curious about other people's business," said Pak Ali and then left the nurse.
Pak Ali kept looking, until he found Doctor Sinta.
"Sinta!"
Doctor Sinta turned around, then smiled.
"Yes?"
"Where is Kania? Do you know where she is?"
"I just saw her with Kahfa, looks like they're going to the beach."
Pak Ali immediately left Sinta without saying thank you.
*****
It turned out that Kahfa had told him where they were now. Mr. Ali quickly headed there. After he arrived, he was surprised by all the preparations that were so perfect. Slowly walking past the balloons and then meeting Kania with her sweet smile.
"What is all this, Kania?"
"Nia doesn't know either, Mas. Nia only knows that this was all an idea from Kahfa's doctor," Kania said while hugging Mr. Ali.
"Ummi has approved the relationship between the two of you," said Ummi who suddenly appeared.
"But, this is Kani-"
"Yes, Ummi has forgiven Rania's departure," said Ummi again.
"How is that possible? Kahfa? You did it?" asked Mr. Ali very curiously.
"It's all thanks to above and my wife. They talk from heart to heart," said Kahfa as she approached Pak Ali.
"Kania, will you be my last love? And live with me until death do us part?" said Mr. Ali while showing the ring.
"Previously, was Mas Ali able to guide Kania to heaven?"
"I'll work on it."
"Kania wants to be your last love."
"Thank you very much, God," said Mr. Ali and then hugged Kania very tightly. Ummi smiled sadly seeing her son happy.
*****
Six years later.
Praise be to Allah, for the last six years Kania and Pak Ali have become a small family, plus the presence of the twins has made them even more complete. Yes! After that they married until now and God willing forever.
"Salsa? Sabila? Where are you, son?"
Suddenly Pak Ali hugged Kania from behind.
"Mas? Nia is calling our children, not calling her father."
"Salsa and Sabila are with the baby sitter."
"That's why I never wanted a baby sitter in this house."
"Why, dear?"
"Salsa and Sabila spend more time with the babysitter than I do."
"Follow me!"
"Where to?"
"Just follow."
It turned out that Kania and Pak Ali were sitting on the balcony of their house, enjoying their company. Complement each other, share, love each other, and love each other.
Kania and Mr. Ali smiled happily, the world now really seemed to be in their hands. Outside, the sun rose higher and higher, spreading warm hugs and smiles across the land.
And? You think this story is over? Honestly no, after 10 years of marriage and 3 children of them, 1 son and 2 daughters. Kania filed for divorce from Mr. Ali at the religious court office because Kania saw Mr. Ali having an affair with his personal assistant. I don't know, his heart already hurts. And he wants to start his life again, with Salsa and Sabila.
…
Today, Salsa came back late to her faculty. He was punished around the field. Salsa ran forcibly as much as she could this time. Well, at least he tried. Arriving at the target set by Mr. Safar or not, he doesn't care anymore.
Just as Salsa circled the pitch for the third time, she was very tired and there was no water to drink. And….
Bruck!
Salsa fell in front of a man who was about to enter the faculty gate. He quickly caught Salsa's body and let the paper containing the research report fly everywhere.
Salsa had opened her eyes, because she couldn't see who was supporting her body and was too embarrassed, she closed her eyes again. Reyhan quickly took Salsa to the break room in their faculty. Rendy, who saw Salsa who was carrying Reyhan, immediately approached him.
"Let me lift the Salsa, you can go,"
"If you want to be jealous, look at the place. It's still lucky for me to help," Reyhan replied and then continued his steps.
Sabila who saw Reyhan was immediately amazed. But something strange? He's holding Salsa? Seriously? Sabila quickly followed Reyhan who continued to walk towards the break room.
"Rey? Why did Salsa faint?”
There was no answer, but Sabila still followed Reyhan's steps, plus Rendy also followed him.
Arriving at the break room, Salsa was immediately laid down and given eucalyptus oil to wake him up, and sure enough. Salsa started to open her eyes, and asked for water. Immediately, Rendy gave mineral water. Salsa who was very thirsty, immediately drank it.
"I want to go home, I'm tired of Mr. Safar," said Salsa and slowly got out of bed in the break room.
"You are a coward!" short Reyhan.
Salsa turned around, she just realized that Reyhan was here. And, ah, he's the one who carried Salsa all the way to this room.
Salsa didn't want to bother, she went anyway. Already tired of Mr. Safar, not to mention he needs to work.
Today, Salsa came back late to her faculty. He was punished around the field. Salsa ran forcibly as much as she could this time. Well, at least he tried. Arriving at the target set by Mr. Safar or not, he doesn't care anymore.
Just as Salsa circled the pitch for the third time, she was very tired and there was no water to drink. And….
Bruck!
Salsa fell in front of a man who was about to enter the faculty gate. He quickly caught Salsa's body and let the paper containing the research report fly everywhere.
Salsa had opened her eyes, because she couldn't see who was supporting her body and was too embarrassed, she closed her eyes again. Reyhan quickly took Salsa to the break room in their faculty. Rendy, who saw Salsa who was carrying Reyhan, immediately approached him.
"Let me lift the Salsa, you can go."
"If you want to be jealous, look at the place. It's still lucky for me to help," Reyhan replied and then continued his steps.
Sabila who saw Reyhan was immediately amazed. But something strange? He's holding Salsa? Seriously? Sabila quickly followed Reyhan who continued to walk towards the break room.
"Rey? Why did Salsa faint?”
There was no answer, but Sabila still followed Reyhan's steps, plus Rendy also followed him.
Arriving at the break room, Salsa was immediately laid down and given eucalyptus oil to wake him up, and sure enough. Salsa started to open her eyes, and asked for water. Immediately, Rendy gave mineral water. Salsa, who was very thirsty, immediately drank it.
"I want to go home, I'm tired of Mr. Safar," said Salsa and slowly got out of bed in the break room.
"You are a coward!" short Reyhan.
Salsa turned around, she just realized that Reyhan was here. And, ah, he's the one who carried Salsa all the way to this room.
Salsa didn't want to bother, she went anyway. Already tired of Pak Safar, not to mention he needs to work.
However, Reyhan who saw Salsa wanted to leave the break room to stop him. He gripped Salsa's hand a little bit tighter.
"Free!" said Salsa fiercely to Reyhan.
"Where are you going?" Reyhan asked with a little bit of concern, but he made his face as flat as possible.
“I have to go back to class. Or else, that annoying lecturer will give me a much harsher punishment,” said Salsa, still struggling to get her hand out of Reyhan's grip.
"You have to stay here, idiot!" Reyhan snapped. Sabila, who was not far from them, immediately looked at Reyhan. Unfortunately, Sabila could not do much.
"Yeah, I'm stupid. So what? Don't like it?" Salsa, who was annoyed that her hand was being held by the opposite sex, felt very angry.