BLESSINGS OF LOVE
That Day 1

"Mas, I said yes. Sorry this Saturday we can't be together" Asmila said in front of Cirebon city station.

"Yes, I get it. Already, take it easy, I plan today to go fishing with mas Tomo," said Fuad while stroking his wife's hair.

"Well, when's the deal? how could I not know?" Asmila asked while glaring spoiled.

"When well, is.yesterday we went to mom's house. I had a chat with Mas Tomo, then he took me fishing by the river today" Fuad explained.

"Hmmm, have a good time, do not over time lure it will be black and jet black," Asmila teased to her husband.

"Hahahaha.this white husband is black," Fuad denied with a laugh.

"If Fuad was white, his wife would not be me" Asmila poked her lips.

"Hahahaha, you'll miss the train".

"Kiss dong first".

Fuad kissed his wife's left and right cheeks, as well as his wife's brow bonus.

Then Asmila walked towards the gate to the train that was waiting for her.

Seeing his wife had entered the gate earlier, then he also immediately headed to the car park and immediately drove towards his in-laws' house.

"Me in my office at 10".

That's the chat message Asmila sent to Mario.

That morning Mario also just woke up, he had been living in Asmila's room since last night and slept there.

Mario permission to Soraya and his children if he had been waited last night by his friend who would take him out of town.

Mario's morning ritual is to brush his teeth while coughing out a lot of phlegm and ending with drops of blood coming out of his mouth.

Even at night before going to bed too, such a ritual she always experienced during her lung cancer illness.

Then Mario took his phone and read a chat from Asmila, then he replied "okay".

The wall clock shows at six o'clock in the morning, then Mario comes out of Asmila's bedroom and heads to the front yard.

"Where are you going, sir?" ask the hostess.

"Oh, just want to walk in the morning, want to know there's anything around here" said Mario.

The officer did not ask much more, because he understood that Mario was her husband Asmila.

Mario walks around the area, all looking for breakfast and wants to know there is anything around there.

Just at the end of the street was a small church, and in the churchyard was a white-haired man sweeping the courtyard with many dry leaves strewn about.

I don't know why his little heart suddenly wanted to enter the churchyard.

"Good morning" said Mario.

"Oh, good morning, please come in. Where are you from?" ask the old man.

"I was just walking, happened to be staying at the front boarding house there" said Mario, pointing to the luxury building in front of the road.

"Oh, so, come sit down, can I help you?" ask the old man.

"Not really, just somehow I was suddenly interested in entering this church yard," said Mario again.

The old man smiled kindly, then introduced himself.

"I'm Reverend Mathius, who are you with?"tanyanya friendly.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Pastor, my name is Mario".

"Maybe you have a problem or a burden that cannot be conveyed to others. You can convey to me, or you can go into the church room and pray there," Father Mathius tried to open a conversation with Mario.

Hearing that Mario was moved, then held the old Reverend's hand while saying, "I have lied, many lies I made to my wife and children as well as to the parents. I want to ask God for forgiveness, but I can't go back home right now to apologize to them".

"What is your reason for not being able to return home and apologize to them for what you did?" reverend Mathius asked as he looked at Mario's face warmly.

"I'm dying, I have lung cancer. And this afternoon I with a friend will leave for the island of Sumatra. He said there was someone who could make me get well soon".

The priest fell silent, then looked at Mario as he said so, "Daughter, your faith will save you. You're going this afternoon to some place you might not even understand about".

"I as a priest cannot

said a lot because I didn't know you very well either. My advice is just pray inside, ask God for forgiveness. If it is still possible to return to your family, but if it is not possible to cry out to God. Because only God will take away our sins and save us from death".

Mario smiled, and with the Pastor's guidance, he entered the church room and prayed before the altar to ask forgiveness for all the sins he had committed.

After praying for a long time, Mario came out of the church room and met Pastor Mathius who was still sitting in the church yard.

"Thank you, Pastor, I beg you to say goodbye".

"Alright, take good care of yourself, and always remember God's love for us. Our faith in God will save us" the Reverend said as he shook his head and patted Mario on the shoulder.

After leaving the churchyard, he returned to the boarding house. And in front of the boarding house there was a traveling salesman of yellow rice, then Mario bought a pack and brought the rice inside.

Mario was eating in the dining room of the boarding house, some other people had already woken up and looked at him with suspicious looks.

Without bothering, after he finished eating, he went back to Asmila's room.

Mario was sitting on the bed, his mind was in a frenzy. Remember how last night he asked his wife Soraya for permission, then to his two children.

Mega was so sad when she was about to leave, and when the taxi came to pick her up, the boy cried even more as if he did not want her to leave.

He could have canceled the entire alternative treatment plan offered by Asmila.

But somehow it feels difficult to do it, this departure is like it must be done by him.

Mario glanced at the wall clock, apparently already showing at eight in the morning. In two hours he had an appointment with Asmila to meet in front of his office.

Then Mario stood up and immediately grabbed a towel and went into the bathroom. Sometimes it sounds Mario coughing, and it is so. He couldn't take too long in the smoky stuffy room, because taking a bath with warm water there must be thick steam there and it made his chest tight.

After taking a bath, she sat for a while while breathing because throughout the bath she felt very short of breath.

Before long he could breathe normally again, and he started wearing his clothes.

After tidying up, he grabbed his bag, carrying his suitcase and Asmila's.

Waiting about fifteen minutes in front of the terrace of the boarding house, then appeared a blue taxi.

Mario got into it after storing the goods in the trunk, and a taxi drove towards Asmila's office.

The journey from Asmila boarding house to his office can actually be reached in twenty minutes.

But this Saturday the road must be blocked by traffic in front of a market, because it is usually more crowded visitors on working holidays.

Employees usually shop for home needs once a week, so surely the market will be more crowded than usual.

At ten in ten minutes, a new taxi can arrive in front of Asmila's office.

Asmila was waiting for her to be accompanied by an office security.

When he saw a taxi stop in front of his office and saw Mario waving at him, then Asmila immediately said goodbye to the security and ran towards the taxi and entered it.

"Hi, how are you?"ask Asmila while smiling towards Mario.

"Hi too, my news is good, you're fine too, right?"Mario replied to Asmila's question while hugging her.

They kissed each other's lips, and the taxi driver just quietly did not dare to say anything to see the romantic scene behind his chair.

"Sir, come on, go to the airport" said Mario and the driver nodded as he immediately drove forward.

"This is the key to your room" Mario said, handing over a key to Asmila.

"Hold it, I have another one too. You can go to the boarding room at any time," Asmila gave a flirtatious glance at Mario.

"You are well" said Mario, shaking his head.

"It's a bankbook and an ATM card, will you hold it or will I?" ask Asmila.

"It's you, I don't want to know. Hopefully the money can be a benefit" replied Mario.

Asmila just nodded and put the bankbook and ATM card back in her bag.

The journey from Asmila's office to the airport was also jammed, Saturday also still did not make the road a little quiet.

At eleven o'clock in thirty minutes, they were only able to enter the gate of the airport SS.

"Wow, a tiring journey. Not yet boarded the plane but it feels like the body is tired," Asmila said when she got out of the taxi.

Mario paid a sum of money according to what was stated on the taxi argo.

After removing their luggage from the trunk of the taxi, the two walked to the check-in counter in the airport.

When they are done they sit in the waiting room while helping with the departure notice.

"Let's hurry, what else will be brought?" ask Asrul to Jena.

"Nothing, just a minute I'm gonna have to change your son's diaper first. Pity has just been full," said Jena while feeling sorry for Asrul.

"Haven't? long time very change diapers, too," Asrul was also upset to see Jena who seemed to slowly change her child's diaper.

"Prophe dong!!! indeed the diaper of the kitten, this is the child himself but fussy," Jena began to get upset and yell at Asrul.

"Yes, but what time is it? we haven't found a taxi yet, not yet" Asrul also nagged Jena.

"Bag!!! just find the cab first, then just bring it here to pick me up and Rere. That's very difficult," Jena went up.

"Dam!!! here it's a long way to the highway, get a taxi there it's gonna have to spin a long way if it has to come back. This is Semarang!!! we're in Jakarta!!! understand!!!" Asrul is also an emotion.

"Yes already, the first way to the road near the highway. Later I will follow later, I still have to change Rere's clothes first," Jena tried to hold back his regret.

"Ngaco you, I've been waiting for, but quickly get changed and others. Later we find a taxi together," Asrul snorted a sign still upset to Jena.

About fifteen minutes Jena just finished changing diapers, wiping her child and wearing new clothes to her child.

Then after finishing, Jena carried Rere her son and soon followed Asrul who had been waiting for him on the terrace of the inn.

"Mas, go!!!" bring Jena who is ready with her child.

"Hmmm, come on" said Asrul, then with Jena and Rere left the inn on foot to the highway.

About fifteen minutes later they were able to get a taxi, and immediately boarded to get to the airport.

"Although counted close, but jammed boss. The road to the airport is always jammed" the taxi driver told Asrul.

"Hopefully it is not too late, because the ticket is listed as a departure at one o'clock this afternoon" said Asrul.

"Relax boss, most before it is guaranteed to have arrived at the airport," the taxi driver assured Asrul.

Sure enough by twelve o'clock in the afternoon, they just arrived at the airport terminal and immediately got off the taxi.

Just now they entered the building to check in, suddenly it rained heavily.

"To the passengers of PLB Air aircraft with flight number PLB123 to Palembang, because there is something then the departure at one noon is postponed for one hour".

There was a sound notification from the loudspeakers inside the airport.

Jena exhaled disappointed because there was a delay in the plane.

After Asrul finished taking care of the check in departure, then he returned to Jena's seat while similarly feeling disappointed.

"Well, delay," said Mario when he heard the notification that had just been delivered via loudspeaker.

"Perhaps because outside the rain is very heavy, so waiting for a new subside can fly," Asmila tried to guess the situation at that time.

"Well, we'll eat first" Mario asked.

"Come on, while I'm looking for Musholla," Asmila said.

"What?!!! The musholla? you want to pray?" mario's eyes rounded in shock at Asmila's words.

"Yes, why the hell? how shocked to hear that I want to pray?" Asmila is leaning on Mario.

"As long as I know you, I've never seen you pray" said Mario, staring intently at Asmila.

"Indeed, I honestly rarely pray. Besides, if we're together, we're having an affair. I prayed when I cheated, "a surprising answer from Asmila.

"Huhahah..then now we are also together, but you want to pray?" ask Mario again.

"Whoa, I'm afraid this will be the last prayer. So I want to ask God for forgiveness" replied Asmila again.

"Good, let's fast pray and don't forget to pray for me too".

"Your schedule's Sunday, right?".

"I should have, but this morning I was at church near your boarding house".

"Wow.before asking for forgiveness God well. Okay, now it's my turn".

Asmila searches for the musholla at the airport, while Mario searches for a cafe for lunch while waiting for the plane's departure.

"Mas, hungry," Jena started sulking.

"Jena, eating here is expensive. We have to save money, eating at the cafe at the airport is exorbitant".

"Then I'm breastfeeding your child, you must endure hunger, you must let me go hungry".

Asrul sighed feeling dizzy because Jena from earlier nagged on asking for this and always asked Asrul to understand him.

"Yes, you wait here. I'll find a cheap place to eat in the back

sana," Asrul said as he left Jena and his son.

Asrul circled around the airport, and fortunately there was a canteen for airport employees, then he immediately ordered a rice package and immediately returned to where Jena was with her baby waiting.

"Here's your son, I want to eat first. Change the carrier, I'm really hungry" Jena said, handing her baby violently to Asrul.

Then Jena immediately opened the package of food that Asrul brought earlier and immediately ate it.

After running out of one part of the box, it still feels hungry so that the Asrul section box is also opened and eaten again.

Asrul just kept quiet to see Jena like that, he carried his child while standing and swinging so that his child was calm.

"Sinikan Rerenya, just finish the food. I'm full, baby if the rice is not spent," said Jena when he finished eating and left half of his food from Asrul's box.

Then Asrul handed Rere to Jena, and he received his half-stayed rice box and was seen being ruffled by Jena.

"Why the hell, kayak who disgusted the same food. Spend it fast, have to buy more food. Instead of being frugal but being wasteful," Jena nagged when she saw Asrul looked like he was disgusted by the food box.

Jena glared sharply at Asrul, between annoyance, disgust and not wanting to make a fuss, then Asrul ate the leftovers and tried to swallow them even though he felt like vomiting.

"Mam, what are you doing?"ask Mario to call his wife.

"Hi, pap, I'm still in college. The kids are at home, in the afternoon they have an appointment for dinner with Oom Jimmy, "Soraya answered her husband's phone cheerfully.

"Oh, where are you going to eat?" ask Mario.

"That's it, but it seems like the children are asking to Big Beauty Resto," Soraya replied with a chuckle.

"I think they want to have a great aunt who is good at cooking," Mario guessed the wishes of his children.

"Looks like that, they seem hard to forget the taste of the food in the restaurant there," Soraya stressed again.

"Mam, I'm sorry well," said Mario suddenly.

"I'm sorry for what mistake?" Soraya was confused.

"Well, I'm sorry, maybe I hurt you, hurt you, lied to you, anything bad must have been a human doing it to his partner" said Mario as his lips trembled.

"Hmmm, okay, I'm sorry. But then, I also apologize the same to pap," Soraya said.

"Mam's mistakes aren't as much as mine and I've forgotten what you've done to me. My mistake is very much to you," said Mario again did not feel any water pulling at the end of his eyes.

"Eeemmm, how we so melow, already ah, anyway all pap mistakes and mam mistakes have been equally forgiven. We ask God to forgive us our mistakes. We'll tell you another story" Soraya broke off the apology conversation just now.

"Hehehehe, it's okay to me every once in a while".

From far away, Asmila who just finished praying approached the cafe.

"Mam, my friend has come again. He finished praying first. I say yes, later it seems like the next few hours I will be difficult to contact. Titip kids, yeah," said Mario ending his conversation.

Soraya assented to Mario's words just now, for some reason felt creepy hearing that speech. But he tried to think positively, because Mario if he was out of town in the bridge construction or irrigation project was a bit difficult to contact.

Soraya again checked her student duties, and tried to forget her husband's rather strange words earlier.

"Sorry the prayer is a bit long, I mushroomed the ashar prayer together after the dzuhur prayer," Asmila said as she pulled up a chair and sat down in front of Mario.

"Yes, I understand because when I was in college my Muslim friends also often do things like that" said Mario.

Apparently Mario had ordered snacks, so Asmila just enjoyed it.

"So after the prayer I somehow wanted to call my husband. Then I called him, he seemed to be very happy today for successfully fishing a big fish in the river. Since this morning she and my sister-in-law went fishing in the river that was located a little outside the city where we lived," Asmila while chewing food while telling her about her husband to Mario.

"Don't it rain there?" ask Mario.

"It looks like it hasn't, sometimes it rains unevenly. But he said the river water was high like being on high tide, if one of the incandescent and slipped could have drowned carried away by the current," replied Asmila.

"Usually then there is actually rain in other areas, but the flow of water up to the river so that the water discharge rises like a high tide," Mario explained.

"Hmmm, bridge and irrigation must be very familiar with water".

"Not really, just so often as I know. But about drowning I have no experience, hahahaha" said Mario.

"Once in a while trying to drown seems fun" said Asmila.

"Printing you".

"Hahahaha, kidding boss".

In an area in the city of Palembang on the banks of a river, there was a heated debate between three men.

One of them is named Darman, a person who used to carry away his company Mario's money.

"Patience, don't get emotional. I can pay but then, give me a few more days" said the man who was being urged by Darman and Codot .

The man named Codot was the call of his men Darman who is now a thug in the city of Palembang.

Codot attached a knife to the neck of the person who looked resigned, while sitting up while raising both hands.

"You said last week ask for time, today still asks for time. How do you always dodge this way" said Codot as he began to move his knife to the neck of the man.

"You've been asking for a long time, I've kindly not billed the flowers running the same as you. But you're indeed baj*ngan, brengs*k, not knowing it's lucky," Darman grabbed the man's hair and pressed the man's head against a tree.

"Bang, please understand, I don't have any money. There are rarely any attractions, rarely rent my car these days. Please be patient" the person being threatened looked terrified.

"Three months you say patient, more than patient. B*ngs*t You!!!".

"Judge me you want, borrow money for gambling. Turn pay blur continues, evasive continues. You want to be your corpse, Yaaahhh!!!" Codot also snapped.

"Don't bang, I know I'm wrong, I'm asking for more time bang. Or just take my car, I don't have a problem. Just don't kill me, please bang," the man trembled in fear to the point of crying.

"I'll take your car, you'll report to the police. What's the guarantee that you won't go to the police?" ask Darman.

"I promise bang, just take the car, but don't kill me. There was still a wife's child at home, bang," the man said as his palms were pinned down pleading for forgiveness from Darman and Codot.

"Okay, I hold your word. I'll take your car as payment for my debt. And you I'm going to shut up so as not to report to the police" Darman said, glancing at Codot code-named him.

Codot understood, then the knife was immediately plugged into the person's neck.

The man's eyes glared, but could no longer speak. Blood splattered from his neck, his body fluttered and within seconds fell silent stiffly with blood flowing continuously from his neck.

Codot kicked the dead man, then pushed him into the river.

Darman and Codot immediately took the man's car, and drove away to the city of Palembang.

"We look for money using this car, before we sell it to Bengkulu," said Darman.

"Every boss, we're hanging out near the airport. Usually like someone who needs to get out of town" said Codot.

Darman nodded in agreement, then they immediately headed there.

The call of passengers who will leave for the city of Palembang by PLB Air aircraft with flight number PLB123, has been announced several times.

Currently Mario and Asmila are walking in the hallway leading to the plane, behind them looks husband and wife carrying a baby.

While walking the two husbands and wives were heard clashing their mouths continuously, I don't know what was fussed but heard whispering once.

Mario and Asmila just smile at them.

It just so happened that the husband and wife were sitting opposite his seat Mario and Asmila.

Now the husband and wife look noisier about who will hold the baby when the plane takes off.

Asmila who heard so was upset, then she stood up to the two.

"Sorry ma'am, as far as I know the plane will take off, the baby should be held while breastfeeding, and his ears are covered in cotton or tissue," Asmila explained to Jena.

It looks like Jena is lazy if she has to breastfeed her child, but heard Asmila's words and then inevitably she obeyed as well.

Asrul and Jena are quite aware that their debate has since made others feel disturbed.

After all the passengers boarded, an announcement was made that the plane was about to take off.

Some flight attendants are seen explaining the procedures to be done during the flight and giving instructions for the use of safety equipment in case of a sudden emergency.

After that the flight attendant checked all the conditions of the passengers including giving the same advice as Asmila had told Jena earlier.

While holding Rere and giving him milk, PLB Air aircraft began to take off from the city of Jakarta to Palembang.