I'm The One You Throw Out
Single-minded

One week Hendra's doctor had been looking for Seira on the sidelines of his busy life as a public servant. During that time he also did not meet Zafran, either at home or directly to his rice warehouse. Too reluctant to meet with the loser man.

A few days ago, he even heard the news about Zafran's wedding plans with his mistress. Indifferent, doctor Hendra was even reluctant to come to his house again even though asked directly.

"Ah, fuck! Where else should I find Sei? I went all over the place, but I didn't see them either. Oh Allah ... Where is Seira? He was alone in this city, " said the bespectacled man, banging his head at the wheel he was holding.

That afternoon, the twilight shade covered the earth. In a park that Seira used to frequent, Hendra pulled over right in front of a tree with an artificial lake underneath. It was there that Seira often sat while feeding ornamental fish deliberately sown in it.

His eyes were sad, staring sadly at a large rock that was often used as a seat by the girl. Her heart throbbed, as the girl refused the love she was presenting just under the tree.

He said, "Sorry, Mas, but I love Mas Zafran. He came to my mother and proposed to me. Excuse me. I have also accepted Mas Zafran's proposal and next month we will get married."

A drop of water fell when remembering the melodious sentence of rejection again the shahdu. At that time, Hendra saw a radiance of happiness in his eyes. Trying to be sure that the girl will be happy with her choice. He smiled in bitterness, accepting even though the heart wanted to force.

It is true, Hendra had felt their happiness even though after five years of marriage Seira was not yet pregnant. At least before the storm came and Seira disappeared like swallowed by the earth.

Hendra, who was dissolving in past memories, was scattered by a mobile phone shake in his pocket. The call from the hospital, must be urgent and emergency. He lifted it up and listened.

"Doctor, there are emergency patients and need special treatment. Get to the hospital, Doctor!"

Hendra did not say, he turned off his phone and ran his car leaving the park full of memories. After all, the call was a responsibility to him.

Shortly after Hendra's car left, two women of different ages appeared. Their steps went hand in hand, and one of them sat on a rock where he used to enjoy the twilight.

"The old me did not come here, did not feel the fish was already on big," chirped the woman who wore a negligee with a rose motif while playing the lake water that feels cool. Occasionally will tuck the naughty children's hair behind the ears.

"That's because Non is too busy taking care of the house, until there is no time to play" said another older woman.

The woman smiled remembering all the memories that had been passed in the lake. There is one memory that is still attached to the memory to this day, and often makes him confused himself.

"Ultimately, Hendra proposed to me on this lake, but I refused because of Mas Zafran's love. Not ... I'm not sorry for choosing Mas Zafran, but I'm just surprised. Why until now Mas Hendra has not married, yes, Bi? In fact, his age was more than enough," he said with a heavy sigh.

Bi Sari stepped up, standing by his side. He dropped his eyes on a group of fish fighting over the bread from Seira.

"Well, maybe there's no soul mate yet, Non. A good man like Doctor Hendra can certainly be a good woman too. Hopefully Non can also be a better replacement than Mr," said Bi Sari while throwing a glance at the employer who reviews a sweet smile.

"Benefit, Mas Hendra is good. Just like Mas Zafran used to be, so that time I was sure to marry him. Yes, if now Mas Zafran changed, it does not mean he is not good. Only maybe I should introspect myself to make it in the future. Learn from every incident, so that the mistakes I have made are not repeated again," he said while continuing to put a smile on his lips.

"Non is great, Non's heart never grudges anyone. Aunty was embarrassed, had cursed Master in the heart. Maafin Bibi, Non," Bi Sari said as she crouched down beside Seira sitting down.

The gentle woman lowered her gaze, her hands gently touching both shoulders of Bi Sari while asking her to get up.

"We should not hold a grudge, which has happened is what we have to live. There is no need to regret because we never know what story is waiting for us in front of us later," he said really made Bi Sari's heart consciously.

A soft sigh blew from him, looking up he said, "Udah wants Maghrib, Bi. We're home, yuk!"

He lowered his gaze, smiling at the middle-aged woman who could not be separated from looking at him. Bi Sari nodded obediently, and helped Seira stand up. With great caution, the two left the garden filled with memories.

While at the house of Zafran, the situation was filled with relatives, both far and near. Busyness is clearly visible in the mansion facing Zafran's second wedding with Lita even the bride's family was present to help smooth the event.

"You're so great, Lita. You can get a rich husband like this, I'm proud of you," said the middle-aged woman with a sumringah face because she was happy to be able to make a message with rich people.

"Yes, you don't have to bother building anymore. Just ask for money just like you, when you do not want to love parents," said the voice of a man with gray hair. His face was not much different from the woman.

"Yes, I've been, I'm just calm. I'll send you money every month, but don't waste it, yeah. I don't feel good about the same Mas Zafran," said Lita staring at the reflection of her parents in the mirror.

"Yes, yeah, you calm down. Mother same father will not be wasteful, really. Importantly, we do not need to be tired of work. I'm old" replied the mother.

The two embraced Lita, their favorite child and pride.

"But I thought about Sei's fate. How, huh? He, right, has no one here. His house was also sold, now where is he trying?" racau Lita seems to care about the fate of her former best friend.

His mother and father distanced themselves from Lita's body, staring dislikely at the child's sad face in the mirror.

"Here, it's new. Why do you also think of women who can not get pregnant. Think of yourself as the child in your womb. Keep it healthy, so you can also get a lot of inheritance from your husband," replied the mother half whispered in Lita's ear.

An evil smile was clearly imprinted on Lita's beautiful face, both eyes squeaking sharply, inwardly determined to obey all the words of the Mother.

"You have to rest a lot, tomorrow's your marriage contract. Do not look lackluster due to lack of sleep. Mother and Father also want to go down to the guest room, sleep well, yes." He rubbed Lita's shoulder with a smile.

The two left the child's room which was actually still in the row of guest rooms. Mix with a friendly face in front of everyone.