Honey For Amira
Refer to me

Farhan and Amira were still chatting in the back of the shop.  They were still talking about Zia and Bu Aminah. 

Amira also shed her tears when she saw Farhan crying. Perhaps there is still regret in Farhan for wasting Amira first. 

"Patiently, my. Allah cannot give trials beyond the ability of His servant. And believe me, every disaster will have a silver lining. You are patient, Mas" said Amira trying to calm Farhan. 

"Amira, why is my life so ruined like this Amira. Why does God always give me trials with constant trials. I don't think I can afford Amira. If mom dies, what about me Amira, I have no one now. Hiks.hiks." said Farhan on the sidelines of his cries.

"Mas, if Allah gives you many trials, it is a sign that God still loves you. You pray that your mother will be given long life and be given healing."

Farhan covered his face with both hands. She was actually embarrassed, having to cry in front of Amira. But he seems unable to live his present life. 

His life with the current one is very different. Farhan never lived hard and short. While now the opposite, he already had nothing left. His new wife is also dead. 

And his life is now mediocre can even be said to be difficult because Farhan rarely holds money. 

"Why Amira, why did I have to hurt you. I'm sorry Amira, I'm sorry, I've ruined our family, if time could be turned back, I would never have married another woman. I want to hang with you and Laila alone" Farhan murmured in his tears. 

Farhan was still lamenting his fate which changed drastically after he remarried to Zia. What is wrong, God seems to be punishing Farhan for the negligence of Farhan in remembering the favor that God gave. 

Farhan cried as he occasionally wiped his tears. 

"Mas, don't be like this. Where is the Mas Farhan I used to know. Mas Farhan was always strong in the face of all trials, not the fragile Mas Farhan like this. Do you believe in destiny?" it was Amira who made Farhan stop his crying. 

Farhan then wiped his tears and looked at Amira fixedly.

"I believe Amira. And I always hoped that my destiny would be reunited with you. I still expect you to come back with me. And we start a new life" Farhan said..

Amira remained silent. It seems that Farhan still wants to return with Amira. But not necessarily Amira would accept it.  And not necessarily Amira's parents agreed and wanted to accept Farhan as his son-in-law, after what Farhan had done to Amira.  

"Amira, I'm actually here, because there's something I want to talk to you about" Farhan said, staring at Amira. 

"Speak what Mas?" ask Amira. 

"Amira, how about we refer.  I want us to fix our relationship that Amira used to. How about we get married again for Laila's sake. I promise Amira, I will never let you down and hurt you again."

Amira was shocked when she heard Farhan's words. It was never in Amira's heart to be reconciled with Farhan. 

Amira just smiled. 

"Sorry Mas. If that seems like I can't," said Amira. 

"Why Amira? have you not forgiven me? or do you still hate me?" ask Farhan. 

"It's not that Mas. I'm sorry for you and I never hated you.  But I already have a future husband."

Farhan was shocked when he heard Amira's words. 

"What! have a husband candidate? who?" ask Farhan. 

"His name is Farid Abdurahman. He was his grandson Kyai Hanafi, he was the father of my father's death first" explained Amira. 

Farhan sighed deeply. He then rubbed his face rough. 

"So, you want to marry her?" ask Farhan seriously. 

"Not yet. But we're ta'arufan."

"He proposed to you?"

"Not yet. Me and him only know this half a month. And we're trying to get close."

Farhan again shed his tears. But he immediately rubbed it rough. 

"But you don't have the same feeling as him yet?" ask Farhan. 

Farhan hopes that Amira will still give him a second chance. 

"Entahlah Mas's. I don't know. I just knew him."

"He's a widower?"

"Not Mas. He's still a bachelor."

"Why don't you just fail Amira matchmaking and refer back to me. We open new pages in our new lives. There's still a chance for Amira to come back with you?" ask Farhan. 

"It looks like we won't be able to be together anymore. My mother and father also never seem to approve of our relationship. And I wouldn't marry a man without parental blessing."

Farhan sighed and wiped back the tears in the corner of his eyes. 

"Well, if you don't want to talk to me anymore, that's okay. I'm sincere you're with another man. I am not worthy of you. Because I've hurt you so many times."

"Already Mas. What passes let it pass. We just live our new life. We are no longer husband and wife. We have each other's lives. But it's okay if we're friends. You still I allowed to meet Laila and be close to her. Because Laila's our son."

"Yes Amira. I will wish you the best. Whether who is your soul mate later, I pray that you are happy with the man of your heart choice. I pray that your marriage to that man may be wawadah warahmah."

"Thank you, Mom. I will also pray that you will be able to mate quickly. And you can get a good soul mate."

Farhan quiet. Like there was something he was feeling. 

"Mas, what's wrong with you?" tanya Amira looked at her ex-husband fixedly. 

Farhan suddenly held his head. 

"I'm fine. Just a headache" said Farhan. 

"You're sick again? you have headaches like this a lot?"

"No Amira. I'm not okay. It's this usual."

"If you have frequent headaches, you should see your doctor. Don't let it go."

"I checked it out. The doctor said, I'm okay."

"You sure?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Farhan got up from his seat. 

"Mas, where are you going?" ask Amira. 

"I want to go home to Amira."

"But you can still take the bike?"

"Still."

"Yes, be careful."

Farhan smiled. 

"Yes Amira."

After saying goodbye to Amira, Farhan then went out of Amira's shop. 

He then walked towards the direction where his bike was parked. Before leaving, Farhan looked towards Amira. He smiled and waved his hand. 

"Be careful, my mother."

"Yes Amira."

Before there was a brass curving, I still had the opportunity to invite Amira to refer, Farhan's mind on the sidelines he was riding his motorcycle.