Between Love and Love
That promise is just a word that anyone can break.

Yes, love cannot be forced. It is not the less persistent warrior but the once wounded heart that has been frozen is hard to melt.

Slowly, Tara took off Anton's body and said. "Udah, I have nothing. Sorry about that."

"Lo's not wrong, I'm too mean. Won't be anymore. I should be the one apologizing, not you." Sesal Anton's.

"Udah, nothing. We are both wrong. And I hope you'll keep your words just now" Tara said.

"Yes, I'll do not worry. I won't lick my own spit."

Tara smiled at Anton's words. Not to the man sitting next to her. But, one action must be taken so that Anton does not expect more of him. Several times Tara tried to open her heart to Anton but could not. The fear of being left behind and feeling himself unworthy of anyone made him hard-hearted. It feels like living alone well not relying on anyone not bothering anyone is more than enough.

"Yes, we're going, aren't we?" ask Tara. Her right hand switched to picking up the tissue she used to wipe her cheek that was wet from tears.

"So dong, when else can I spend a weekend with lo gini." Anton answered enthusiastically.

"It's usually the same Sunday I keep. Wear it say when else. So, all this time if Sunday go the same who dong? Ghosts huh? It could be a beautiful woman like me is not considered." Complain Tara.

Anton smiled and his eyes could not be separated from looking at the beautiful face of Tara. Sometimes this woman beside him was so loud and firm. Sometimes his spoiled side arises even if it is just a moment. And this is what Anton wants, he wants Tara to depend on him.

"Yes, almost every week we go together but, to church. Not to go watch or anything."

"Yes, yes." Tara laughed in response to Anton's words.

They rarely go alone other than to church. Usually Tara will invite Salma also to go together.

"Beautiful but forgetful of hadeh."

"Let's say, his name also forgets. So don't remember."

"Yes, in a way. Not the same pretty girl."

"That's dong, being a good friend. Do it for the good of us together."

Anton just nodded his head. He doesn't want to argue with Tara anymore. Anton's heart could not see the tears that came out from the two corners of the beautiful eyes of the women who were beside him. Tara looks tough, but the woman's heart is actually fragile.

Anton's car again drove across the streets of Jakarta which is a little slow because today is Sunday.

***

In a room dominated by pink a woman was crying while hugging her favorite bolster. This morning he saw the ex-lover's social media engagement.

"Hik. hyks. Which promise says I won't leave. So easy you missed our relationship after everything I gave you." Lirih Salma in between her tears.

Yes, the woman who was crying was Salma. Not long ago Darren left himself with a sweet promise as sweet as gulali. But, now Darren is engaged to another woman. Destroyed is certainly what Salma feels today.

"If I hadn't given all to Darren I certainly wouldn't have regretted it. I won't be sick alone." Salma regretted remembering her mistake first.

Too much trust in the sweet words of men. Easily handing over his honor to the man he thought would keep his promise. Will be faithful and will build a beautiful relationship in the future. But reality? Salma was left without a word.

Now regret is useless. Because the one who leaves will not come back. Those who leave can still laugh loosely and can still be happy with others. But on the one hand there are women who are very bad because they regret their stupidity. Just because I believe a word.

Tok...

"Salma, let's eat! You haven't eaten in the morning, baby." Mama Salma said from behind the door.

"Mama eat there! I'm not hungry yet." Salma sailed with a raucous voice as she cried.

There was something the princess hid. Desi wanted to see what happened to Salma. Because he doesn't usually lock himself up in a room like this.

"Salma wants to be alone ma." Reject Salma.

"A little while, baby! Mama wants to talk to you both." Desi continues to persuade her beloved daughter.

Salma got out of bed. He took a tissue and cleaned the remaining tears that were stuck on his smooth cheeks.

Chequelek

The door to the room opens Salma. When the door was wide open a warm and soothing smile from the mother welcomed her. But he even lowered his head.

"Why even bow down? What's a beautiful mom?" Ask Desi.

"It's nothing but a matter of work." Salma told a lie.

"Wouldn't you ask me to come in?"

"Come dong ma." Salma turned around and walked towards her bed.

The two women of different ages were sitting on the bed. They were still silent with their own thoughts. No one starts a conversation first.

Until a few minutes passed, Desi finally started the conversation. "Mommy's son why?"

Not answering the mother's question. Salma shook her head quickly.

"Because of Darren?" Guess Desi.

"Yes, he left Salma. Don't know my fault where suddenly there's no news. And today she's engaged to another woman ma. Reply Salma. Her tears came back when she mentioned Darren's name.

Desi breathes rough. He could already guess what would happen to Salma's relationship. Because he himself from the beginning did not agree that his daughter was in a relationship with a man named Darren.

"Didn't you say not to get in touch with Darren. You're stubborn yourself and now it's proven that your mom's words are true."

"Yes, sorry ma? Salma didn't think Darren was like that. All this time he was very good and always every word that came out of his mouth was proven then Salma believed ma."

"Not just from the word you believe. It's just a human talk, isn't it?"

"But he promised me, too."

"The promise is just a word that comes out of someone's lips dear. And whenever he can break if that person is not responsible. Take Darren for example." Definitely Desi.

"But Salma has never denied ma. I always keep my promises. But, why did Darren break up? WHY?" scream Salma. He hit his chest slowly which felt tight. I don't think about what Darren did to her.

"Salma has to go find Darren. Ask him if Salma's wrong why he left Salma that way." Salma got out of her seat and immediately picked up the bag and cell phone that was on the back of the bed.

"Why do you want to meet him? Don't be stupid, Salma."

"Salma wants to make sure something ma-"

Drett...

The ringing of the cell phone stopped the mother and child debate.