About Farewell

Asalamualaikum warah matullahi wabarokatuh ... "
Greetings at dawn Ryan on his last rak'ah. After dhikr Ryan walked towards the exit of the mushala. The air exhaled coldly crashing into the chest. Pulling his breath drew cool air into his lungs.

After removing the sandals on the second rung, the right hand reaches into the house key in the pocket of the sturdy shirt to the right. "Kreekk crack ..." the key sound entered the hole and turned to the right. The sound of the open door of the house breaking the silence at dawn. After sitting on the couch and start reciting Al-Fatehah while opening the pages of the Qur'an. Sheet after sheet stopped at Al-Kahf's letter.

The day has begun to blast, the sun begins to rise, revealing the gradations of His beautiful light. Reading Al-Kahf was completed with the passing of the sentence sadakallahul'adzim in the air that morning. His right hand grabbed the cellphone on the table in front of him. His left thumb shifts the keypad lock pattern on the smartphone LCD. On the screen, We We Chat said, "Someone fell asleep ..." a message from Dinda, who was immediately returned by Ryan. "It's not really, again reading the Quran last time, hmm ... hehe" Ryan replied in the Chinese-made social media application. "I'm on the way here ..." he added before a reply from Adinda. "Ok" Dinda replied then, solid and short. After covering his body with a brown leather jacket Ryan grabbed the helmet, "krrkk .." screeched the serrated helmet strap that pinched Ryan's jaw. After heating the engine, Ryan left for Adinda's house.

"Pip pip ..." the horn sound of the motorcycle turned Dinda's view from the cellphone she held to the sound source. His position is still sitting leaning against the entrance of the house. "Ready?" Asked Ryan while showing the seat on the back of the motorbike with the right thumb to the rear. Dinda immediately rushed to her feet and raised the bag strap on her left shoulder. The two couples then circled the morning with warm little talk full of harmony on that cold morning. Both have the same goal, namely, the beach.

The sound of the waves welcomed the arrival of Ryan and Dinda.
Do you know? "What do I like the most?" Ryan said to Dinda between the sound of waves crashing into the sand of the beach. "What ...?" Asked Dinda. "The sound of the waves, the sound of the windows open in the morning, and ..." Ryan held his sentence while glancing at Dinda who was sitting next to him. "The sound of laughter when trying to laugh at various things ... whatever it is." Ryan continued. "Dinda just smiled while looking forward to the vast ocean plastered in front of her. Soon the girl stood up while wiping the sand stuck to her back pants. "Ayu, take a shower ..." Dinda asked Ryan who was still sitting on his left. The sound of the waves soaked Dinda's tiny feet, slowly rose to the calves and wet her entire body, Dinda's intention to wet her body with sea water on the weekend was completed. Ryan released his flip flops on the beach sand. Slowly heading to the ocean where there has been waiting for his daughter's idol. Laughter, small talk and affection collided with the spark of sea water that dissolved with harmony in the morning.

Extending both hands from the back of Ryan's neck, flowing in his ears sounded that "Take me to the deepest side ..." whispered Dinda. The prince carried his empress to the side whose feet no longer touched the sand and coral of the ocean floor. "Here we are quite on the inside side ..." Ryan whispered to the girl leaning back from hugging her. Without a voice Dinda seemed to only absorb the intimacy of the two who were swayed by the waves of the ocean.

"This is enough, the further we will sink ..." Ryan joked.

After swimming towards the beach until your feet touch the sand again. Dinda rushed to the mainland leaving Ryan, who was still reluctant to ride from the waves. "Ayoo. It's enough, you have enough cold when you pick me up ... "Dinda shouted from the beach, her left hand holding the sandals. Ryan followed while wagging the rest of the sea water in his hair.

The harmony of the morning ended with the rising of the sun which brought glitter of light above the ocean.

Along with the loose communication, to the distance that leads to separation. - Premature separation.

Now the memories still continue to impress every morning Ryan. His separation from Dinda is still difficult for him to deny. He did not want to fool and fool him that forgetting was as easy as loving.

Even if Ryan can bring Dinda back to the middle of the ocean, he will bring it to the side that is most difficult for anyone to reach. Even if Dinda has to sink? Ryan will let Dinda sink into his grasp.

That there is only one love that can save him, Ryan's love and regret.

From within the deepest ocean named Rindu, Ryan still does not want to leave, Ryan still wants to swim on the surface of the ocean which, although sometimes sad, Ryan will someday be brought back to the current called Memories, or this destiny must indeed break to corals that are engraved: Separation.