A Piece of Asa In A Taste
Five Days Later

The moon and the sun come back and forth. Twenty-four hours have passed since Bylla saw the news of Ghani and Evelyn's wedding.

This second, he was sitting by the window, in an apartment room. Staring at the iron tower that was still standing firmly challenged the sky.

A single tear escaped just like that, drenching her charming smooth cheeks. The beloved who is waiting, do not give news. To where? A question that Bylla often asked in her heart.

"Three days you disappeared without any news, and you left only a painful news. Ghani, is it wrong if I prejudge you, "bylla murmured alone.

Her soft blue eyes looked back at the screen of her phone. There was still no sign of Ghani's messages or calls. While he was injured because of Mika's attitude. Now Ghani has added to the wound, making it even more painful and painful.

"Bylla!" call someone from the doorway.

Bylla looked over while wiping away the tears. It turned out that his mother was coming.

"What's wrong, why are you crying?" ask Ella.

"It's okay, Ma." Bylla continued to wipe away the tears that were still falling.

"Let's tell me Mama's story, who knows you can help." Ella smiled as she gently rubbed Bylla's hair.

"Ghani Ma" said Bylla after a few seconds of silence.

"What's wrong with Ghani?" ask Ella.

"Have been three days she did not give any news, and yesterday .. I instead saw the news of her being married to Evelyn. He didn't try to explain this to me at all. Does my love story have to end like this, Ma? It was Reymond, and now ... Ghani," said Bylla with tears growing more and more melted.

"Mama understands how you feel. Cry if it can lighten the load, but don't dissolve in your problems!

Remember, behind events there must be wisdom and reason. No matter how complicated your problem, God will definitely provide a way out" Ella said with a smile that continues to expand.

Bylla did not answer, she just looked at her mother closely. The greatest woman Bylla has ever met, her father was a lucky man. But unfortunately that luck was not revealed to him.

"Ma!" call Bylla after daydreaming long enough.

"Hmm."

"Have you ever experienced a complicated story like this?" ask Bylla.

Ella smiled wryly, "like this never was, but much more complicated ever."

"What is Ma like?" ask Bylla in disbelief.

His father and mother are a very romantic couple, from Bylla in the form of a little girl, until now has become a mature woman. Never once did Bylla see them fighting. Her mother is a very good woman to keep the attitude. And his father was a man who greatly glorified women. It felt impossible, if they had ever had a bad day.

"You want to know?" Ella asked back.

"Heem" replied Bylla.

"Mama and Papa were separated when they were almost married. But it turns out that God gave us a way back together" Ella said.

"Mama seriously? What made Mom and Dad separate? I see Papa's a good man, and so is Mama." Bylla straightened her seat, and looked at her mother more closely.

"Mistakeup. We love each other, and never betray. But things made us misunderstand, until we got to farewell" Ella said.

"I still don't understand, Ma. What kind of misunderstanding makes Mama and Papa separate?" ask Bylla.

"You don't need to know the details of your past problems. It's just, one thing you should know is Bylla. Don't rush to judge something, without you knowing the clarity. Sometimes reality does not match the circumstances we see. If you do love Ghani, keep that feeling, and trust her. Follow your heart, Bylla, don't indulge your emotions" Ella said at length.

"Do I have to wait for Ghani, but what if he's going to betray me, Ma?"

Bylla flinched, she was busy digesting every word her mother said.

"All right, I'll wait till the day after tomorrow. But, if until then there's still no news from Ghani, I won't hope anymore" inner Bylla.

***

Five days later.

Tommy, Batas personnel, and other crews have arrived in the Thousand Islands. Get off the ship, and step into the sunlight that has crawled high.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, after a full week of exhaustion on a remote island. Finally a fairly complicated video clip was successfully completed, and now they are on their way home.

The first time he set foot on the ground, Ghani reached into his cell phone. He could not wait to contact his lover.

So many messages came to his number. From Livay, Alina, Arron, Bylla, and other friends. The first name she touched on was Bylla. There are 29 unread messages.

Ghani's body froze that very second, as she read one of Bylla's last messages. His eyes widened, and even he stopped his steps.

All right, I've been waiting for an explanation from you, Ghani. Although I still can't believe you're going to do it, but here's the fact. Maybe I was too naive, expecting sincere love from the star. While around you, many women are more radiant. Thank you for making me a stopover. We end up here, Ghani.

"Bylla, what does this mean," murmured Ghani with a rapidly beating heart.

He called Bylla's number, asking for an explanation of the message's intent. Bylla's number is inactive. Then Ghani tried to contact through IG and FB, but also could not.

"Have I been blocked?" inner Ghani.

Then he borrowed Arsen's cell phone, and tried to contact Bylla. But the results remain nil. Bylla has closed her account.

"Why Ghan?" arsen asked when he saw Ghani clucking in annoyance.

"I have a problem with Bylla" Ghani said slowly.

"What's wrong?" Arsen asked again.

"She suddenly broke off the relationship, without me knowing what my fault was. The number's off, and the account's closed, I can't call anymore." Ghani rubbed his face violently. His lips slowly poked.

One of them smiled broadly when he heard what Ghani was talking about. He is Tommy, the man who desperately expects Ghani and Bylla's farewell.

"You're doing what I said. Good, that means you're still afraid of prison. I want to see the results of your hard work," Tommy's inner.

Then he reached for a cellphone that was still neatly stored in his pocket.

Tommy ignored several incoming messages that numbered in the hundreds. He can't wait to see the news that must have been trending a few days ago.

But suddenly Tommy's smile faded, and he was stunned. The most important news came not from Ghani, but from Frans Been Jackson.

Tommy was a little shaky, cold sweat began to pour when reading an article that said Frans and Laras had been languishing behind bars.

"Why could it be like this, who would dare to do it? If so, my salvation is also threatened," Tommy's inner self with a riled feeling.

He rubbed his face violently. Panic, fear, anger, all mixed into one, and stirred his heart.

Damnit damnit!! What should I do now, I don't want to go to jail!

Seriate....