A Broken Heart
I'm giving up

Slowly, Hana tries to open her eyes. Hana began to wake up from her sleep, but she felt like her head was very heavy.

Hana looked around her, but what she saw was a very strange place. Hana tried to sit down and lean her back against the bed.

Hana's reflexes held onto her head, which felt a throbbing pain. He closed his eyes to regain consciousness.

After feeling that it was quiet, Hana slowly opened her eyes and returned to pay attention to the room she was in now.

" This is where, why I'm here. I had this feeling in front of the Mall"

Hana tries to remember the previous events. But all he remembers is waiting for a taxi on the sidewalk.

Hana was trying to walk, she was looking for her bag. Hana looked around, she circled the spacious room to look for her bag. Finally he found his bag on the table.

Hana opened her bag and looked for where her mobile phone was, she finally got her phone.

Immediately he turned on his phone and unlocked the screen. When he had appeared how surprised he was, Now it was one night and a lot of calls came in. The call from Revan was 80 times, from Papa and the call from his best friend Andin.

Hana opens Revan's call notification and tries to call back. He waited a long time, until finally lifted by Revan.

" Hello mas Revan"

" Ho Hana, where are you? you're good, aren't you? who are you there with? I tried to call you, but my call was never picked up"

Revan asked Hana a lot of questions, Revan's voice sounded very worried when Hana called him.

" Come on the one question, I don't know where I am right now. When I woke up, I was in this place"

Hana walked to the balcony of the room and noticed around, immediately Hana rounded her eyes while reading a large billboard written on the side of the road (Cisarua Bogor Peak).

After reading that, Hana was silent for a moment and her mind went where. Who had brought him to this place and was in an unconscious state.

" Hello Hana, you're okay, right?"

Revan was very worried, because Hana suddenly fell silent.

" M.mas Revan, I'm at the top of Cisarua Bogor, please help me mas"

" You wait for me there, I already know where you are. Don't worry, I'm coming"

" I'm scared" Hana spoke in a quivering voice.

" Wait for me, my phone don't turn off"

" Yes, yes"

Hana walked towards the door and opened it slowly, she popped her head, looking around.

as far as the eye could see, there was no one he could see. The one he caught right now, he was in a luxurious Villa.

Hana walked down the stairs in slow steps, lest anyone see her. When he reached the ground floor, he immediately walked quickly but there was a male voice that stopped him.

" Where are you going, huh" the man's voice seemed familiar to Hana's ears, looking at the origin of the voice. How surprised Hana was, when she saw the person who had brought her here.

" Mas Arlan"

" You've come to your senses" Arlan spoke in a sarcasm tone.

Hana immediately pecked at her place, Arlan walked towards Hannah with the look of her sharp eyes and continued to look at Hana.

" What do you mean you brought me here? I'm going home, Jihan's waiting for me at home"

" I won't let you go before you explain this" Arlan's face looked scary.

It turned out that it was some of her photos, while together with Revan and the photos as they ate dinner.

Hana sees him, why Arlan is following him and why he is so angry by just looking at the photo. Isn't the one who should be angry here is Hana.

" Why do you do this with this photo"

Arlan immediately went up with Hana's answer

" Why, you ask why? you cheated on Hana behind my back. You're not ashamed of your hijab-wearing appearance, but do something as embarrassing as a woman**** huh" Arlan shouted in front of Hana's face.

" I really didn't expect your appearance to be like this, it turns out that you're nothing more than a hypocritical woman"

at once Hana shed her tears hearing the words of the man she once loved so much, judging him so lowly.

Hana's heart was again made sick by this man.

" Why if I do that, what is the same problem with you?"

Let Hana say this, after all she has also been judged ugly by her husband.

" HANA ALMEERA" Arlan growled at Hana's reply, instantly raising his hand to slap Hana, but only to the extent in the air.

" Strap me, let's slap Hana"

Arlan lowered his hand back and clenched his hand firmly. Because of being too emotional he almost slapped the woman he loved.

" Why, why don't you do it. Now I'm asking you, what kind of man you've been with all your deeds behind me all this time"

" You said it to Jakarta to work to improve our lives later, but what are you doing. You cheated on me behind my back"

Hana spoke with tears that did not stop dripping.

"I waited for you at home, for months and even more years I faithfully waited for you. Hopefully one day you still remember the way home, it turns out you have forgotten. You forgot your family, you forgot your way home"

" As long as you know, I'm going to Jakarta with a happy heart, hoping to meet you and bring you home. I even promised Mom I'd take you home. But the truth I got, it hurt. Sick mas, I'm heartbroken to see my loved ones turn to other women"

Arlan approached Hana, wanting to hug her but just walked back. Hana raises her hand, giving the code for Arlan to stop.

" Stop, don't get close to women ***** as I was "

Arlan shed tears, seeing the woman he loved hurt by his own actions.

" I'm sorry baby, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Only you are the woman I love the most, I beg you to forgive me"

" I will definitely forgive you, but this heart still hurts. If you don't want to see me, at least you still remember your mother"

Hana's cry was getting broken, but she had to be strong to deal with this.

" I'm sorry baby, I hope we start over again"

" I'm sorry, you and I can't be us anymore. We are words that are no longer possible to be. Now that I have made up my mind, you can now choose your own way of life, I give up.

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