I'm a Muslim while he's a Christian. We met in social media and became friends— best friends.
He's sweet, caring, and smart, reason why I like him. We didn't meet yet but we promise to each other that we'll meet.
Months had passed, I feel like I fell for him harder. I hate to admit but it's true. I was scared. This is not good.
I didn't confess because I know the possibilities that I may ruin our friendship.
But my feelings betrayed me. Because of jealousy, I told him that I fell for him. I apologized, and I was shocked when he said that he feel the same way.
I was so happy. He courted me and we became a lover.
Even we have different religion, it doesn't matter to us because we love each other. That's the most important for me.
5 years later, now I'm standing at the terminal waiting for him. This is our first meet and I feel so nervous.
Minutes later, I saw him. He waved his hand.
I smiled bitterly.
'I really love this man, but the destiny is so unfair.' I said in my mind.
"Jamaila!" He call my name when he saw me. "Thank you for coming." He happily said.
"Y-You're always welcome. Basta ikaw." I said and fake my laugh.
"C-Congrats pala—" I stop when my voice cracked. "You're getting m-married now."
We broke up years ago. My parents doesn't want him because he's not Muslim. I was really hurt back then. I know from the start that we can't be but I love him so much so I've risked.
We met because he invited me to his wedding. Funny right? Well, past is past.
He smiled, "Salamat. I'm so happy right now."
"S-So where's your future w-wife." I said.
Future wife? That should be me.
"You'll meet her later kaya halika na."
He's so happy.
Why can't I be happy like him? Why still hurts? I thought I finally moved on, but I guess I was wrong.
I smiled bitterly and stop myself from crying.
Even we can't be together, I'm glad that he became part of my life.
I'm glad that I met him.
I hope she'll love him more than the love I gave him.
I really wish that we can be together, but this wish can't be granted. It's impossible.
I understood now why it was called haram relationship. It was called haram for a reason.
When you are in a haram relationship, you'll end up hurting.
Ang mali ko ay umasa ako. Akala ko hindi mahalaga kahit magkaiba ng relihiyon, pero it does really matter pala.
“Qadar is Qadar. But atleast we met.” I whispered sadly
