A Piece of Asa In A Taste
Failed To Explain

As their distance neared, Ghani commented a smile. Give thanks in your heart, for the ease God has given you. Destiny is beautiful, they are met without any difficulties.

Vaguely Bylla saw a smile on Ghani's lips. A smile that he always misses. Bylla seemed to be in disbelief, meeting Ghani under the tower, was really unexpected.

"Ghani came to this country alone, could it be that I had made a wrong decision," inner Bylla bitterly felt.

For the love that is still reigning, Bylla brushed aside a little self-esteem and ego. He wanted to hear an explanation from Ghani, even though it was actually too late. Given his current status.

But when Bylla opened her mouth and was about to speak, a beautiful woman suddenly came and held Ghani's hand.

"Come Ghani!" said the woman in a spoiled tone, a line that was quite stifling Bylla's chest.

"It turns out there's nothing to explain. The decision I made was right, "inner Bylla. She knows who she is, Evelyn, Ghani's wife.

Ghani was about to explain what was really happening, but he had not yet opened his voice, suddenly a man came to Bylla.

"I'm sorry I'm a little long" said the man, smiling at Bylla.

Ghani let out a long sigh, trying to dampen the burning flames of jealousy in the heart. Honey, one word that pretty much explains what their relationship is like.

"Why Bylla, why does our destiny have to be like this? Because of a misunderstanding, now I lose you. If I had known there would be today, I would never have accepted the offer, I would never have wanted to be a singer. Bylla, isn't there a chance for me?" ghani looked at Bylla's back, which was moving further away.

As if awakened from the daydream, Ghani immediately swung his legs, about to chase after Bylla. But not far away he walked, Evelyn pulled his hand, and forced a stop.

"Ghani, we're still filming!" evelyn shouted as Ghani clasped her hand.

"I'm just for a minute." Ghani resumed his steps.

"Om Tommy's gonna piss off Ghani, you don't want that to happen?" scream Evelyn.

Ghani growled in annoyance, knowing where Evelyn was going. The angry words he said were subtle terms of 'issued and pay the fine' Ghani had no other choice, with him forced to return to the set.

"It's Ghan, maybe he's not your soul mate. I saw ... he was quite compatible with the man before," Evelyn said without guilt.

Ghani did not reply, he just looked at her cynically. Although his body was walking towards the set, but his mind was glaring in all directions.

"So why did Evelyn suddenly hold my hand, was it on purpose, or just a coincidence? Ahh the more I come here, the more awkward his attitude is, "in Ghani's mind.

***

On the way to the apartment, Bylla didn't say much. Only once in a while said, every time Rubben blurted out a long sentence.

As powerful as Bylla tried to forget, but the image of Evelyn's hand holding Ghani affectionately, always flashed in memory.

"Ahh sucks!" bylla grumbled in annoyance. He shook his head while shaking his feet. It just so happened that they were not using the car.

"Darling, who sucks? Me?" rubben asked in surprise.

Bylla gasped in shock, thinking too much about Ghani he forgot Rubben's whereabouts.

"Mmm sorry that's not what I mean, I just .. just a little tired. Today's weather is too hot" said Bylla with a contrived smile.

"Is that so?" Rubben stared at Bylla intensely.

"Yes." Yeah." Bylla nodded, and then lowered her head.

"I think I'm a bitch, because I called you 'honey' in front of Ghani" Rubben said without further ado.

"A..What do you mean, brother?"

"That guy was Ghani, right?" Rubben asked back.

"Yes, but I have nothing to do with him. It's just a coincidence to meet" replied Bylla. His footsteps continued to swing, getting closer to the apartment.

"When you feel how?" ask Rubben.

"Why do I feel pain when I say these words. But Ghani is married, what can I expect from him. Although this feeling still exists, I can only keep it to myself. I'm an adult, I need someone who loves me, not just someone who gives me false hope" Bylla said.

"What are you thinking?" ask Rubben.

"You,"

"Me?"

"Yes. Marriage is in front of your eyes, do not discuss things that make us uncomfortable," said Bylla with a sad look.

"I'm sorry. I love you too much, baby, I'm so afraid of losing. For so long I waited for you, I didn't want this feeling to go back empty." Rubben hugged Bylla, and rubbed her hair affectionately.

"It won't be empty sister, I'm always here, beside you" whispered Bylla.

In Rubben's arms, Bylla closed her eyes. Ghani's memory is again spinning in his brain. His smile, his words of wisdom, his motivation, ahh all about him clung tightly in Bylla's memory.

"Oh Allah please erase this feeling, help me forget all the memories with her" said Bylla.

Shortly thereafter, Rubben let go of his embrace. He smiled as he rubbed the top of Bylla's head.

"Thank you, dear" Rubben said with a charming smile.

"There's no need to thank you, brother, I'm the luckier to get Brother Rubben." Bylla returned Rubben's smile.

"We are both lucky" Rubben said. The two of them walked together to the apartment.

A few minutes later, Rubben and Bylla had already arrived at the doorstep.

"I went straight home" said Rubben.

"Don't stop by first, brother?"

"It's late, baby, next time, yes" replied Rubben.

"All right,"

Then Rubben approached Bylla, and hugged her at a glance.

"Take care of yourself, honey. Prepare yourself for next week" whispered Rubben right in Bylla's ear.

Bylla gasped when she heard the unexpected word 'next week' so fast time passed, soon she would let go of her bachelor.

"May this marriage be the best for me" inner Bylla.

After that Rubben released his embrace, and resigned. Bylla stared at his back, until the figure disappeared at the turn. Bylla let out a long sigh, and exhaled slowly.

"This decision must be true, Brother Rubben is a good man, he can definitely make me happy" Bylla said.

Then Bylla went into the apartment. He went straight to his room, and sat down by the jade. Staring at the iron tower that still stood firmly in its place. A few minutes ago, he met the owner of the heart down there. But instead of treating longing, but instead deepening the wound scratches in khalbu.

"Why did Ghani, why did you betray me?" murmured Bylla in solitude. A drop of tear escaped wetting his smooth cheeks.

"You are no different from Reymond, come with a million beauties, then leave a million wounds." Bylla wiped the wet corners of her eyes.

Bylla lowered her head, while linking her fingers on her lap. Less what he is, why always fail in building love.

While he was late in the morning, suddenly the door of the room was knocked from outside.

"Byls! No sleep, right?"

Bylla frowned when she heard the familiar voice of a man. Why is he here?

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