The Love of the Captain
Destiny, man,

Arjuna Bimantara, a valiant Police Officer was bowed languidly beside a mound of still-wet earth with fresh flowers of various kinds on it.

His face bowed to the sign that read a name there Luna Puspita with the same birth month as her birth month, november, only if Luna at the end of the month herself at the beginning of the month, and he was also three years earlier born into the world than Luna, but who would have thought it was Luna who now first left the world.

Jasmine flowers should decorate the head of Luna today, and these flowers are their decorations, but now even decorate the last bed of the beautiful woman who is soon to be 27 years old, no more sweet smiles from the patient woman who was a kindergarten teacher, no more where Arjuna was spoiled.

Yes, only on Luna's side was the man of valour and authority able to show his side of work, while in everyone's presence he was a firm, hard and brave officer, no one would have thought if the captain was even still often fed by Luna so potent.

"Lun, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have allowed you to go outside last night, if I hadn't had that important fucking meeting last night, you must be looking beautiful with that white kebaya right now and sitting next to me in the mop." Arjuna.

Last night he was suddenly called to a sudden meeting because there would be no higher ups to their office, so all members had to attend, let alone himself as the head of one of the divisions in the office, so as an officer, no matter the rainstorm and although the next day will be married, as an officer who always obeys he took the time to come to the office, although his boss has said that it is okay if he is not present and they can understand.

Though she was about to go with Luna to take her new suit she was about to take, but because of the sudden call Luna finally said she would take it herself, though Arjuna had already banned her because she could tell her staff to take it, but Luna insisted on taking it herself, she wanted to make sure that the suit her husband would wear was to her liking.

With a heavy heart Arjuna allowed his future wife to go to the boutique alone.

Half an hour passed, the meeting was finished, all the sudden preparations to receive the arrival of the higher-ups to their office were ready to be carried out, while waiting for Arjuna to try to contact his idol, he said, they kept talking about everything that night, until Arjuna heard a loud 'mom' and after that he heard no more Luna, only faintly heard the screams of a woman's voice asking for help, but Arjuna was sure that it was not the voice of his lover.

"Jun, let her go, don't cry anymore, you know you are destroyed, so are you, but again this has all become God's destiny, we as human beings can only accept everything and must strive to be sincere." Said the white-haired old woman, her wrinkled hands touched Arjuna's stocky shoulders and stroked her gently, her sunken eyes from not sleeping all night looked swollen and swollen because they could not stop crying.

She is Mother Ami, the owner of the orphanage where Arjuna and Luna grew up, Mother Ami is a parent for both of them, because since childhood she was the one who took care of them.

"But mother, this is too painful, God punished me too heavily this time, why should Luna, why should it be on our wedding night?" Arjuna grabbed the wrinkled hand and stuck it on his cheek trying to find a new source of strength for himself, usually his mother's hand could always make him feel calm and peaceful, but this time even though he tightly hugged his mother's hand, his heart still continued to feel sad and agitated, even the pain in his chest was now increasing as the minutes passed.

"Mother knows, you must be sick, son. But besides sincerely what can we do? Not even the cry of our blood will be able to return Luna to us." The old woman gave her advice to Arjuna, where she herself felt very sick and injured due to the passing of her beloved foster daughter.

***

Three months passed from his long mourning period despite the sadness it felt would continue to be felt throughout his life, Arjuna proposed a sabbatical, to just go away from the city that every corner reminds him of Luna, lucky his superiors are willing to understand and give him permission.

Away from the hustle of the city where he and Luna are together, Luna's memories and shadows go away and disappear from her memory, all the same, still real, still real, three years of their relationship as lovers can indeed be said for a while, but decades of their togetherness in the orphanage before they decided to become lovers and decided to get married can not be said for a moment.

The millions of memories recorded clearly in his mind made Arjuna could not think of anything other than the memories of Luna, Luna and Luna. There are not enough words and no finished words if it deals with everything about Luna, but not that life must go on, and she cannot fall into this endless sadness, she said, the road is still long and still must be passed even without Luna by her side, many things that Arjuna must also complete in his life.

Once given the opportunity by God to feel happy with the greatest woman in his life, happy which is perfected with the wedding plan, then hurt by the fate of separation, and now it is still to be tormented with the pain of an unquenchable and profound longing.

Arjuna seemed forced to try to smile in a painful loss, trying to accept and make peace with the destiny God gave him, ironically indeed, but this is life, but this is life, where every human has his own life scenario that has been written in the hand stroke in the name of destiny.

Today is the first day after his sabbatical Arjuna is back on duty, having shied away from the case that led to his future wife tragically dying, arjuna's steps now look very firm and confident towards one of the detention rooms.

The picket officer in the room immediately stood up and paid his respects to Arjuna who of course ranked much higher in their appeal.

"Take the killer in front of me!" order Arjuna with a face holding back the anger that rolled in his chest.

All this time he had survived not to meet the hitter of his future wife because he was not ready to see the face that he thought had claimed the life of his soul mate.

Arjuna's fingers spontaneously clenched tightly until the segments appeared to be bleached, his jaw hardened with teeth that resounded to withstand an explosion of emotion, when from a distance two guards brought the perpetrator closer to him, it seemed like his fist was ready to land on the face of the perpetrator and impatiently wanted to smash his face until it was not recognized anymore.