An Overdose of Love
N2= My Missing Wife>>> Sadness of the past
After a few minutes in a state of complete silence, I immediately wiped my tears as soon as possible so that Mas Adit did not know, that it turned out I was crying too.
I still want to escape from the arms of my husband. Now it can be seen clearly his cheeks are still wet due to being flooded with tears.
I sipped my husband's tears slowly, and looked at his handsome face fixedly, which turned out to be so sad as to miss me.
"Mas Adit don't do this!" My words are trying to stop the melt of his tears.
"I'm the one who should apologize."
"If I am still the legal wife of Mas Adit, but do you know if this heart still has deep wounds," I explained as my hands patted the chest that felt so painful.
"But, Ana! It was a mistake of the past, so forgive me, yes!" Face bowed.
"I'm really sorry. The past and the present for me remain the same, because the wound has gone too deep" he added.
Adit's sad face like begging, maybe so that this self forgets the past events and hopes to return to him soon.
"Can we fix this relationship?" Full hope.
"I'm sorry Mas, maybe this is the best for us right now," I said.
"But, Ana."
"No buts, Mom! For now I can't think if I can forgive your biggest mistake."
As powerful as I hold back so as not to release the anger that has been stuck tight in the chest. Accompanied also by tears that slightly again will fall but can only glaze.
Htc .. tok, ceklek. The door was knocked on by someone and opened.
"May I come in, sir!" The door was opened, which turned out to be Nur's mother.
"Ehh, yes, Mom!" Stuttering husband when there are guests suddenly nyelonong enter
"Well, you haven't finished cleaning this room yet?" asked Bu Nur with a face full of investigation against me from top to bottom.
"It's over, Mom."
"Oohs. Why don't you wear a uniform? And these clothes!" Bu Nur's index finger leads to the shirt worn by me with a face full of astonishment.
"Oooh," Anggukan Bu Nur signs agree to the clothes of his boss I wear.
"Hurry up there! Do your next job. I again need to be important as Mr. Adit," ordered Bu Nur.
"Well ma'am, excuse me," said the man who pushed the trolley.
"Ana, hey wait. I'm not done talking yet" cried the husband when I finally escaped.
"Next time, sir. I have to work" I shouted.
After a few hours of thrilling moments with the husband, now it feels a little dizzy head. The mind is already chaotic, because thinking about the words for the sake of Mas Adit earlier that feels makes the heart slightly start to waver.
While walking pushing the trolley, the mind continues to be filled with the words of the husband, and the gaze now feels so empty as the step continues to walk forward without a purpose to go where.
"Mila, wait!" edo's voice called out to his co-worker.
"What's Edo?" my words are still in chaos.
"Have you eaten?" ask her with a surprised look at me.
"Eeh, what's wrong with you, Mila? Is there a problem? How come your face looks so tangled?" edo's feelings of worry for me, maybe who has seen this self-glass.
"There's nothing. I haven't eaten, but I'm lazy to eat now. You go first! I have a job to do first!" the reason that immediately passed away.
"Tap--?" The sound of Edo.
"First, ngak pa-pa," I shouted.
In the toilet, I locked the door, which did not forget to also give a signboard, that the toilet was being cleaned. In fact, the toilet is still clean, only this self only wants to wipe the toilet itself. I don't know why I thought of being here alone.
"Aaakhh .. ahhhhhh," I cried loudly.
In the toilet I was crying out, letting out all the tightness in my heart when it had been restrained. The hand does not forget to hit the chest that already feels so painful at all, until breathing was tight and very difficult. My cry has broken, it has become so.
It felt so tight and painful, when the person I loved after my gymnastics year brought the wounds he inflicted, why only now Mas Adit apologized.
"You're so cruel, Mas. I never knew how deeply I felt in love. Do you know that the taste has become dust flying in the wind, because you continue to ignore my sacrifice yesterday. Where was your heart at that time? A tear never breaks like a creek, but you only look one eye at me. Heeh, it's so easy for you to apologize, unknowingly if you re-open my wound," The pills of the heart make the aimata continue to melt.