I'm the One You're wasting
Witma Doesn't Want to Deal with Design Any More

It so happens that today Witma is off work, so she fills her morning with cooking in the kitchen. However, it was not long before Ratih heard calling Witma from the direction of the terrace.

"Witma, there's Mr. Badrun coming looking for you!" rahatur.

"Father, tumben here," muttered Witma who then quickly washed her hands, she then rushed out to the terrace to see Badrun.

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"Wait for sir, Witma is still cooking in the kitchen" said Ratih who had invited Badrun to sit down.

Badrun nodded in understanding. "Mom, my coach is here just to connect. So as not to be cut off with our child's love story," said Badrun. "I also feel guilty for the treatment of Reka to Witma, therefore I as his parents Reka want to apologize profusely." Badrun's face radiated sadness.

Ratih who was smiling, now his face changed to hear the name Reka called. Because suddenly the shadow of Witma who cried that night made Ratih's chest now again feel pain. "Everything has passed Mr. Badrun, it seems Witma has forgiven him for all his treatment. So, please don't reveal it again. All this time it was also enough Witma to suffer and be miserable while on the side of Reka." All the words of Ratih no one missed at all.

Badrun who heard that felt even more guilty. "I'm sorry for my son, Design once again Mrs Ratih." Badrun was sincere when he said that.

Ratih is just an ordinary human being, who can be angry and resentful towards someone choosing silence when Badrun tells him to forgive Reka.

"This does sound difficult, I know that Mrs Ratih will not be able to quickly forgive Re—"

"If one of the daughters of the Father were treated as Reka treated Witma, what would you do?" ask Ratih.

Badrun's recesses increasingly felt very guilty, as if it felt like a slap. He could only look down while contemplating every sentence that Ratih had uttered earlier.

"Sorry is very easy to say, but it is very difficult when the word forgiveness comes out of the mouth of people who have been hurt—"

"Witma has forgiven Mas Reka, Mom. Because putting hate and resentment will only make our lives unsettled," Witma who apparently heard all the conversations Badrun and Ratih from earlier.

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Witma sat pensively, recalling Badrun's remark saying that Reka asked him to come to a park near her workplace cafe. "Oh Allah, what else do you want from me?" Witma wondered in her own mind.

Deep down inside Witma's heart, it turns out he still has the same taste to Reka. However, because he remembered Ratih's message saying. 'Men who often play hands, want to be up to anytime will never change. So, I hope Witma can think about this Mother's words.'

"O Allah, from now on the servant has resigned to what You have foreordained and what You have laid down for the servant," lirih Witma who was not aware that Ratih was standing in the doorway. "You are all-knowing, all-hearing, You can also see what you have been through all this time, so I surrender to you, O Allah."

Witma curled her arms around her knees while burying her face in between, before long the sound of sobs began to sound she tried to bite her lips so that her voice could not be heard. However, his efforts were only in vain even now his sobs are increasingly sounding very heartbreaking. "O Allah, this is what it feels like to have too much hope for man. It turns out that true hope to our fellow men will only make us regret."

Ratih who wants to go in undo his intentions, because he feels it is better to let Witma himself first in this situation. Therefore, he slowly went from there giving Witma tears that had been held for some time.

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In the afternoon, Witma finally decided not to go to see Reka as Badrun asked. Because he did not want to make Ratih, the mother became disappointed again because she had promised to forget about Reka and also promised to no longer deal with the Reka family.

Witma who was lying down was startled by Tami's laughing voice giggling outside. And sure enough not long Tami's head peeked behind the curtains of her room.

"Sister, someone is looking for you" said Tami without saying hello or knocking on the door.

"Astagfirullahaladzim, next time say hello first Tam," said Witma while waking up to approach Tami. "Official, even though you are already big, Tam."

Tami grinning the horse. "Sorry brother, because so happy Tami to forget," said Tami.

Tami is Witma's younger sister who has just been in first grade High School. Tami was able to continue her schooling because she received scholarship assistance. Because Tami is one of the smart students so he is one of the students who got a scholarship.

"So, you said someone was looking for you brother, who was that?" Witma asked as she saw Tami still peeking at the curtains.

"I can't see for myself" replied Tami.

Witma who felt sure who was looking for him was the Baron, suddenly did not want to come out of his room. "Yes, you've just said the same person, if today you don't want to be disturbed."

Tami's cheerful face immediately turned into a frown. Heard the words of Witma. "Ish, this brother even though outside it is Arash's brother. He said there was something to tell."

Deg, Witma's heart beats faster when he hears Arash's name. "Sister Arash, what does he want dat—"

"Tuh, big brother was a long time ago. The sound of Arash's motorcycle is gone, "cut Tami who knows the sound of Arash motor.

Witma gawked at hearing Tami. "Why do you know the sound of Arash's motorcycle?"

"Sir Arash, did teach at Tami's school. So, Tami until the sound of the motor is right," said Tami replied Witma.