Don'T Change My Destiny
5. Chapter 5: Sorry

" I will wait for you to forget your past and I will wait for you to love me. Becau,ase I know that the heart will not put love anywhere."

I was amazed to hear that. Mas Radit looked at me with a gentle and warm look like never before, blank.

"Mas," I approached Mas Radit but Radit instead backed away the more I approached the more Radit rewinded his body he just smiled warmly.

"Mas.. sorry," I said.

Bruck...

My net was rounded when I saw Mas Radit had collapsed under the bed. I quickly approached Mas Radit.

The clear thread belonging to it had slid realized earlier my lips trembled withstanding the sobbing.

"Yes..." I rubbed the jaws of Radit. Mas Radit's head was already in my lap.

I want to shout I was useless because every room of Dad's house is soundproofed. Is there something wrong with what I said?

To make Mas Radit avoid me.

"Nay.." I quickly wiped my tears as Mas Radit began to open his eyes.

The soft and warm look had already turned back blank. I suddenly realized my mistake. Why should I say that when Mas Radit will recover.

"Nay why cry?" Mas Radit's heavy but innocent voice made me sob.

Mas Radit got up straight from his sleep and he hugged me as usual when I cried from tired of thinking about my household affairs that had no progress like this.

And I cried a lot when I realized that I had not yet loved Mas Radit fully my love for Mas Bayu still perched in my heart.

'No matter how extensive the pillow is, it could never be as comfortable as my husband’s shoulder.' (Whatever the price of a pillow, will not be able to replace the comfortable and calm shoulder of a husband to lean on.)

The words of the ustadzah were suddenly stirred in my head. That English quote means there is no comfort and tranquility more precious than the shoulder of the husband and now I feel for myself.

Mas Radit let go of my embrace and cupped my face to wipe away my tears that were still imprinted.

"If Nay smiles, then his face turns ugly" I chuckle that Mas Radit can make me cry but seconds later he can make me smile.

I smiled so much with Mas Radit he smiled. For a moment I forgot about what happened.

"Mas, If you later invite Mas to go Mas don't refuse ya." I recall Dad saying that he would take Mas Radit tonight to Germany and if there was any progress Mas Radit would be taken to Spain to continue that next treatment.

"Why? Is Nay not coming?" Mas Radit tilted his head.

"It's not like that. Now Nay asked Mas not to play outside?" I try to give understanding to Mas Radit because if not then Mas Radit will whine not to come with Dad.

"You," Mas Radit nodded in spirit.

"Well, I'll take Mas for a walk around the plane" a happy smile printed on Mas Radit's face opened me up.

A man dreams of a perfect wife. A woman dreams of a perfect husband. But they don’t realize that Allah created them to complete one another.

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Seriate....