A Piece of Asa In A Taste
Doubt

Wiping away the remains of tears, Bylla stepped towards the door, and opened it wide.

"Vand, is this really you?" Bylla seemed to be in disbelief to see the figure of Keyvand in his apartment.

"More handsome, but you forgot, Byl?" keyvand Goda. He breezed into Bylla's room, whether or not it would be allowed by the owner.

"The vand! Just play nice, don't you politely know!" yell Bylla.

"Since when am I polite," Keyvand replied guiltlessly. He sat on the sofa and raised his leg.

Bylla smiled obliquely, inwardly she confirmed the words keyvand. He was not an elegant man filled with dignity. He is just a man as he is, who is sometimes childish and has no manners. But behind his attitude, Keyvand is a wise and kind person.

"Why are you here?" ask Bylla.

"Can't you?"

"Vand I'm serious, I'm not kidding anymore." Bylla landed her body on the edge of the bed violently.

"Your question is strange Byl. You want to get married, of course I came. I got to your house, but Mama Ella said you were in the apartment. Yes, I've been here" said Keyvand.

"Still next week," murmured Bylla.

"Keep I have to come when, next month?"

Bylla rolled her eyeballs with a puff, "whatever you are, it doesn't come either."

"You got a problem?" ask Keyvand.

"No,"

"liks. Your face is so tangled, exactly a non-ironed clothesline." Keyvand bribed the snack on Bylla's desk.

Bylla did not reply, she just exhaled violently. Expect the burden of the heart to decrease a little, as the air is thrown away.

Keyvand looked at Bylla fixedly, he knew something was hiding.

"If you hesitate to retreat, your path is still long Byl" said Keyvand.

"Don't you crazy Vand, my wedding is next week! What would Papa and Mama say if I suddenly asked to cancel" cried Bylla.

"So you don't really love him." Keyvand got up from his seat, and stood in front of Bylla while folding his hands.

"What, what do you mean?" asked Bylla nervously.

"If you really loved her, your answer wouldn't be like that, Bylla!" keyvand.

Bylla did not answer, she just lowered her head while shedding tears. Both of his hands squeezed the edges of the bed sheet tightly. Pain, that's the one word that describes his feelings right now.

"Bylla! You cry? Hey why?" shout Keyvand.

"I still love Ghani Vand" whispered Bylla.

"Ghani's the singer?"

"Yes. But he's married" replied Bylla in a soft voice.

"Based on a jerk, watch out if you meet, I make a battered face!" keyvand was full of emotion.

Then Keyvand looked back at Bylla, "Byl, boy like he doesn't pantes you cry, love your tears."

"I don't want to cry either, but it's falling on its own." Bylla wiped the tears with her fingers.

"Now I want to ask you seriously. You sure about this marriage, you sure you'll be happy with Rubben?" ask Keyvand.

"Why are you asking me that?"

"The marriage concerns the future, Bylla. You can't decide based on emotions. I know you're disappointed in Ghani, and looking for an escape to forget him. But don't mess with Bylla's wedding, it's once in your life. Don't let in the future you regret, and choose a divorce. That's very bad" Keyvand pointedly said.

"Besides Rubben, there must still be other men who love you. Bylla, you don't have to sacrifice your future just out of disappointment" Keyvand said fieryly.

"You don't understand Vand! This is my decision, I must be happy to be married to Sister Rubben" replied Bylla in a slightly high tone.

"I'm an adult, my age is growing. I can't wait for something uncertain. There is already Ghani who occupies all the space in my heart, in the future I will not be able to love others. But the man is married, I have no hope. So it wouldn't hurt if I accepted Brother Rubben, "inner Bylla.

"All right, I believe you." Keyvand patted Bylla on the shoulder slowly.

"Let's go home, Mama and Papa were looking for you" Keyvand said after a few minutes of silence.

"Om and Aunt come here?" ask Bylla.

"You think?"

"I don't think it's coming this fast" Bylla murmured softly.

"They're also your parents Byl, the time is coming next week" said Keyvand.

"Yes too. I'm ready, wait outside!" Bylla moved from her seat, and stepped into the bathroom.

***

Ghani sits alone on the balcony of the room, gazing at the beautiful city of Paris at night. Shimmering lights, like a reflection of stars in space. The breeze that swept across his face, was not as cold as heart and feeling.

Ghani ruffled his hair violently, his memory kept glaring at the thought of Bylla. If he obeyed, he would look for Bylla that second as well. But circumstances that made him unable to do that. Last afternoon, he still had to finish filming. And tonight, this, he was asked to accompany Tommy shopping.

"Ghani!" call Satya from behind.

Ghani did not answer, but he turned his head and moved from his seat.

"Evelyn is looking for you" said Satya.

"Evelyn, what's the need?" ghani asked in surprise.

"Where I know, just meet." Satya pressed her shoulders.

Without saying a word, Ghani sauntered away. He found Evelyn in the doorway.

"What's Ev?" ask Ghani.

"Om Tom still has a job. So shopping, he handed it to me. Come on!" take Evelyn with a fluffy smile.

"Mmmm actually I'm a little tired, what if you're the same as the others" Ghani replied trying to avoid. Lately he felt uncomfortable with Evelyn's attitude.

"Say Om Tom must be with you" Evelyn said.

"What a difference I make to the other," said Ghani began to emotion.

"Ghan, this is Om Tom's order. You don't want to, do you, if he's angry?" Evelyn raised both of her eyebrows while smiling triumphantly.

"Come on!" ghani said as he moved his feet quickly. He was annoyed by Tommy and Evelyn's oppressive attitude. He lost direction and purpose in his life.

"Ghan, wait! Don't be so fast!" evelyn shouted, as they had already arrived at the hotel courtyard.

Ghani did not answer, he kept going, even faster. Evelyn had a little trouble keeping up with it, because she was wearing high hells at the time.

"Ghan, what the hell are you doing? My feet scuff to know," Evelyn grumbled spoiledly.

"I'm tired Ev" said Ghani flatly. He continued walking while putting both of his hands in his jacket pocket.

"Basic sucks! If it wasn't for keeping your mouth shut, I wouldn't have done this, Ghani!" evelyn was in my heart.

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