Duren Mateng's
Chapters 153. All Different
Shinta looked at herself in the mirror. The girl looked beautiful with a brown canal. Today is a holiday, which of course he will spend the day outside the house.
Back then, while she was still fine with Jun, Shinta spent her time at the man's place. Play games or cook together. There was no awkwardness between them before the news of the bird hit him and made an uproar of the office contents.
Now, Shinta has to go through everything alone. Sometimes it feels like he moved, even further away with June, considering the goal of moving to this place is only to accompany the man so as not to feel lonely. But his heart said something else. It was as if Shinta balked at doing so and remained on June's side no matter what.
But now it's different. Despite being neighbors, they feel like strangers who don't know each other. Sometimes Shinta feels uncomfortable with this kind of situation. But the girl knew, surely all of this would come to an end someday. Either it's a reciprocated feeling or it really has to be let go.
Shinta came out of her house. He glanced for a moment at his neighboring unit. Then he breathed his breath violently.
"What does he do on holidays like this?" muttered Shinta slowly. The girl stepped on her feet, entering the elevator that led her to the ground floor.
As Shinta was about to get into the elevator, Jun exited her unit. At first glance he saw Shinta who was well dressed. While June, still using her casual clothes, sleeveless T-shirt and short jeans.
"It seems like he was about to go along with the man," inner Jun who meant to say Daren.
The man let Shinta walk first. Fifteen minutes later, he got into the elevator. It's certain that there's no more neighbors in front. Jun just wanted to avoid her heartache when he saw Shinta go with another man.
However, he was also unable to prevent Shinta because of her status which was indeed a nobody. After all, Shinta deserves a single man rather than himself who has held the status of a widower.
Shinta is currently on her way by taxi. The girl stared out the window, opened the window and let the wind gently blow her pretty face.
"Sir, stop for a while at the flower shop in front," Shinta said to the taxi driver.
"Well, Miss." The taxi driver chimed in Shinta's words. After arriving in front of the flower shop, he immediately stopped his vehicle.
"Wait a minute, sir." said Shinta prepared to get out of the car. The driver answered with a nod.
Shinta stepped inside the flower shop. Ordering a bouquet of roses to the florist. Shortly thereafter, Shinta's order was completed. The girl gave cash, then went back into the taxi that was waiting for her.
"Duh, I'm sorry sir is a long time," said Shinta as she developed her smile. It felt bad because the taxi driver had been waiting for him for a long time.
However, if you think about it, it will not harm the taxi driver. The argometer will go as it should.
The taxi returned. Shinta smiled at the flower in her hand. Plan to meet someone he should have apologized to.
Then he stopped his footsteps, right in front of the tomb with a headstone that read the name Sela Andini. The girl sits next to Sela's navel who is the ex-wife from June.
"I'm coming again, Ma'am." He smiled, putting flowers on top of the belly button.
"I won't get tired of coming here to see Ms. Sela, and .. cover up my guilt for having feelings for June," Shinta continued to wipe Sela's headstone.
"Sir, I'm sorry for being so presumptuous to love June. I shouldn't be like this. I should have fallen in love with another man, not with my husband. However, I don't know! I also feel tormented by my own feelings."
"There are times when we argue with each other, and there are times when the legs also go back to making up. However, this time why I feel that we are no longer like we used to be, Ma'am. Me and June are getting further away" Shinta said at length. His eyes began to glaze over, bestowing all the grievances he felt in front of the dead.
"I shouldn't have talked about this with Ma'am, but I don't have any friends to tell me anymore. My only resting place is Mbak Sela and June. Now June has kept a distance from me, and Mbak Sela is gone. I can only spill my grievances in front of Mbak Sela's navel," he muttered as he wiped away the tears that had dripped on his cheek.
"One more time I'm sorry, ma'am. I used to be the most hypocritical person, telling Ms. Sela that I didn't like June at all. And now, I'm just licking my own spit." Shinta laughs, remembering where Sela once said that she and Jun look good.
From the beginning, Shinta really liked June. However, he tried to stop him because the man had a wife.
Long enough Shintia was in the navel of Sela, saying everything in her uneg-uneg, telling all that to the woman who had been her back.
Perhaps, if anyone saw Shinta like this, they would think that the girl had lost her sanity. However, the level of happiness of a person is different. And now, Shinta felt the burden on her shoulders lift slightly after saying everything to Sela. Even though sharing stories with people who have passed away.
Shinta also moved from her seat, before long she frowned while holding her leg.
"Looks like I've been here too long, ma'am. To the extent that my legs cramp," Shinta said while chuckling.
"I'll come here again, Ma'am. I hope you're not bored listening to my story. Sela just needs to listen to my story, there is no need to beat it because it will make me stop coming here," continued Shinta again laughing.
"I'm saying yes, ma'am. Next time I'll be back here."
Shinta slowly brought her footsteps to leave Sela's navel. When he was about to turn around, he was surprised to see the figure of the man who had just arrived while carrying a bouquet of flowers in his hand.
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