End of the Affair Reunion
Chapters 2. A tragic love story

My eyes can't be closed. My head feels dizzy thinking about Diana. But my heart was happy to remember the shadow of Celine's face.

I close my eyes, hoping that my clear mind will return tomorrow morning, so that I can decide how to proceed.

01.10 am

My eyes are not closed. I had closed my eyes for a long time, but Celine's face was always on my mind. Her pretty face and sweet smile seemed to have been recorded in my brain.

I woke up from my sleep and immediately washed my face so that I would wake up. And damn it, Celine's smiling face was in the mirror as if looking at me.

I must be crazy. How can I marry Diana if I'm always on Celine's face? He truly is the owner of my heart. I really don't think I can get far from him.

"Aaaaargh......,"

I pinched my hair with all my might, to channel all my frustrations.

I don't think I can let this go. I have to make a decision quickly. After a few minutes of contemplation, I have now reached my decision.

I'll take my phone and I'll call no. I'll name you Papa. My phone picked up after the third ring. I'm sure my father is sleeping well right now, and he would be very upset to hear what I would say at night like this.

See and...

Right as I thought. Papa was furious at length when I said that I wanted to cancel my marriage to Diana.

And yet my father was angry because I was disturbing his sleep at night just because he heard my request which he considered a joke and childish.

Come on, where's the childish side? I just want to marry my heart, my first love. Is that a joke?

I am so envious of seeing my friends and people who can marry the people she loves.

Diana, do I love her? I don't know for sure either. All I know is that our relationship just flows.

Flashbacks

Diana and I were first-class friends. That day we were assigned by lecturers to work in groups for an economic research in a village.

And it just so happened that Diana and I became one group. We did a week of research and were always together at the place for a week.

Sometimes we share experiences and stories. That's where we get to be together often and closer.

Once I was told by my friend that Diana liked me. And it would be sad for me if at my current age I didn't have a boyfriend.

I think it's the right choice to be her boyfriend because so far we're very comfortable with each other.

Until one day, I expressed my feelings to him because I heard from my friend if Diana was embarrassed to first express her feelings to me.

Okay, I'm a man, so I should have told him how I feel.

I stopped my car at a flower stand near my campus. I bought a red rose, which I knew was her favorite flower. I tuck a box of chocolates under the bouquet of red roses I bought and put them in the car seat.

I invited Diana to come home together. When he got in the car, he was shocked to find a bouquet of red roses and a box of chocolates in the car seat he was about to sit in.

He stood quietly in front of the open door of my car. After I said that it was for her, how happy she was. I saw it from his face that radiated happiness.

I ventured to ask her out, and sure enough, it didn't take me a moment to think, she answered quickly. The word 'yes' came straight out of his mouth.

A few months later we got engaged, and after that our family decided to have our wedding a few more months.

Flashback end

And that day will come, another week my wedding with Diana will be held.

Oh my God... Can you change my partner? I want Celine to be my life partner, I want Celine to be my wife....

I don't feel like I'm asleep on the living room couch. I blinked my eyes, wrapped my memories together and I found disappointment in all the facts I remembered.

Now my heart is empty when I remember that I have to let go, let go of my beloved girl, and let go of my first love.

From earlier my phone vibrated and I saw the notification of our Junior High group. I saw Celine commenting there.

I really wanted to run to him and invite him to live elsewhere or in the village so that my parents could not find.

I really want to have her, have my beloved girl and have my first love.

Without a second thought, I contacted Celine and invited her to meet.

And later in the afternoon we'll meet after we get back from work, like yesterday. My heart is so happy just to remember it. Moreover, hearing his voice like that, made my mood that had suddenly become good this morning.

Celine's... Celine, your charm and presence mean so much to me, to my life and to my future.

"Al, what are you like daydreaming about, what's wrong?" celine asked me as we both ate at one of the viral cafes.

"Father Cel. Mmm.. I'd like to say, ah later," I said hesitantly.

I really don't want to say it. All I want to say is, Cel let's get married.

But what my day is, that's not what I have to tell him. I was so confused, frustrated and wanted to ask her to elope.

Crazy. I was hypnotized by her sweet smile that really made me want to have it.

I took her to a park. Now is the time to say it. I dared to look him in the eye, but failing that, I couldn't look him in the eye when I told him my wedding would be held in a few days' time in Jakarta.

I knew he was shocked and probably felt toyed with, I knelt down apologizing and explained everything.

But beyond my expectations, Celine smiled and helped me sit back on the park bench next to her, which was the place I used to sit earlier.

With a smile she said that she understood my situation. But I saw sadness in his eyes.

Does he love me too?

"Cel, do you love me too?" I asked unconsciously.

"What answer do you need? You're getting married Al, I don't think you need that answer anymore" replied Celine with a smile that I don't know, I thought that smile bitter and pierced in my chest.

"Cel, I really love you. Are we getting married first?" my words were ridiculous and the damn thing escaped from my mouth.

"Al, you have to respect a marriage. Whatever it is you have to accept it, because it is your decision. I can only be sure if we're still friends" Celine's smile that accompanied her words made me very sad.

I finally drove him home. This is my farewell with her before I leave tomorrow for Jakarta to prepare for my wedding.

Before Celine got out of my car, I forced her to answer my question once again.

I asked her about her feelings for me, and she unexpectedly nodded before finally getting out of my car.

Oh my God... Can you give me my happiness? I want to be with her, with my first love, Celine Amartha.

I should be happy to get the fact that my beloved girl who became my first love loved me.

Aarghs....

What a heartbreaking reality. It's bitter I taste. Somehow my household with Diana later.

I drove my car to my apartment to pack up and go to Jakarta to prepare for my wedding in a few days.

And I leave this sad and poignant story of my love for the city, and tonight is the day of my heartbreak not because of a breakup but my love is accepted but I have to leave it.

So tragic isn't this story of my love?