
Choco's current destination is the residence of Elguero. Although he knew only the futility he got. However, he still came to make sure that the wife did not go back there.
The stately home that Prilly lived in from her childhood, until she grew up had Choco a close look. It felt like it just made him feel very claustrophobic.
He admitted wrong. Because in reality the person he considers to be the destroyer of his relationship is someone God is destined to bring him to life.
Not wanting to linger in the car, Choco went out to set foot again in this house. The house he often stopped at while still a lover of Melinda.
"Sir, I'm sorry, Mrs Melinda is not home" said a security official. Because he thought that Choco would meet the master.
"I'm not looking for him. I'm looking for my wife" Choco replied straightforwardly. He doesn't care anymore about Melinda, who in his mind right now is just Prilly, Prilly and Prilly. Where is he?
The security of the house frowned. Prilly did not go home either. "Sorry again, sir. But Miss didn't come home either. Last night he came, but it was gone again."
Hearing that, Choco immediately closed his eyes. Yeah, she certainly still remembers that Prilly's permission to go home. And then he went to catch Melinda.
"May I go inside?" ask Choco for permission. There was always a small hope, that she could see that beautiful face again.
"Please, sir," reply to the security while opening the gate wider. And finally Choco stepped foot, opening the main door with a heart-crazing beat.
The eyes with a sharp look glanced there and there, staring at every corner of the room that felt very quiet, like an uninhabited house.
Choco is certainly still so memorized where the location of Prilly's room. Not wanting to waste more time with the anxiety that was getting worse, Choco immediately went in there.
The whitewashed room still looked neat, there was no sign that someone had offended it. "Pril?" One name escaped Choco's lips, when he saw a picture of his little wife on the table.
The handsome man approached, then grabbed the photo. Carving a smile on Prilly's thin lips looks very cheerful. However, after marrying her in the slightest she never gave happiness to the beautiful girl.
Is this the feeling of regret after a loss?
Choco's eyes instantly turned on the rectangular object. A book that he believed to be a place of complaint the wife. Choco took it again. "Diary Prilly."
With a doubtful gesture Choco tried to open the thing. And on the first page he saw a picture of a very happy little family. There's Prilly and her parents.
He opened sheet by sheet. Until he saw a hand painting forming the face of a familiar man in his eyes. Yeah, that guy is him. It was written by the wife as 'First Love'
Deg.
And something that made her cry even more was the expression of Prilly's heart written vividly in the next sheet.
Dear Diary's :
You know what hurts the most? Yes, love someone who doesn't love you.
He is close, but you cannot reach him. He smiles a lot, but his smile is not for you.
You know it, but you're stupid. You want to stay with her, while she's with another woman.
Then what do you get? Yeah, you just get hurt. Because obsession and ambition accompany your feelings.
If you love him with true love. You will surely crush him.
But ... what kind of sincerity? If you also know the figure of the woman next to him. A woman who can even destroy the happiness of another woman, to achieve her happiness.
Want selfish? But can? Will he accept the reason? Or just constantly blame you, because you are accused of being the cause of the breakdown of their relationship.
Chow Branson King Tan's. The first man to fill my heart. I don't know how I can love you. The difference that so stretched I had realized, but somehow I chose not to know myself.
Loving you in silence is my choice. Because you wouldn't possibly believe the words of a little girl like me.
But I'm sure, as sure as I decided to get into your life. That I love you sincerely, with a man, not a father-to-be.
Prilly Hadwin's.
Choco's body collapsed on the floor as her knees were already feeling very limp. She was already helpless with tears growing louder. "I've sown too many wounds. I'm sorry, Pril." He drifted with a sniffle.
He hugged the beautiful girl's photo. But only silence he can. "Go home .. We fix everything. Go home, sweetie."
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