I'm The One You Throw Out
Hendra and his Relationship

"Zafran, can we meet? I'm gonna talk to you."

A call from an old friend that he had even forgotten about. Hendra contacted Zafran shortly after the man tidied up all the items in the room and prepared to go home.

"not important? If it's not important, sorry. I have a promise with my wife to take her by the road this afternoon" Zafran replied without asking about news or him who disappeared several months ago.

"I think it's important, but I don't know if it's important to you. It's about Sei, Zaf-"

"Sorry, Hen. If you want to talk about Seira, I can't. I am happy now with Lita, soon our child is born and I do not want the discussion about Sei will have a bad impact later. Sorry, yes," replied Zafran again while locking the room.

He rushed out of the shed with his cell phone still stuck to his ear.

"Well, if it doesn't matter to you, yes. I hope you won't be late."

The connection was cut off, Zafran's steps came to a halt. He saw the flat object screen with a worried heart. Hendra's last sentence made Zafran's heart filled with many questions. But he tries not to care. It's just about Seira, there's nothing special to talk about that woman.

Zafran's shoulder was raised indifferently while continuing his steps that had stopped.

"Jago, I go home first, yeah. Titip ordinary kayak warehouse. If it's time to close, you go home just fine," said Zafran while patting Jago's shoulder.

He held up a sign of farewell to all his workers. Walk in and out of the car. At first glance, forget about Hendra who wants to talk about Seira. Zafran completely forgot his ex-wife.

While in his room, Hendra dropped his back on the back of the chair, sighing deeply. His eyes stared at the ceiling of the room which was dominated by white. His finger plays a pen that is sandwiched between the index and middle fingers.

"Zafran fool, just want to be fooled by that woman."

He moved back up, sitting upright with his gaze falling in one direction. A figura that he had kept all this time, and did not dare to show anyone. However, now that everything has changed, the picture sometimes he put on the table.

A girl with a sweet smile and plump eyelashes, was sitting on a rock by the lake. Portrait taken without asking the owner's permission.

His hand slowly reached for the object, bringing it closer to his face while leaning back. He gently swept the picture of the girl. A look full of longing radiated clearly in both of his manics.

"Where are you, Sei? I've been looking for you three months out of town, but I didn't see you either. I'm almost desperate, but I haven't given up yet" she muttered as she continued to look at the much-missed beautiful face.

Hendra held the picture to his chest, imagining not only the picture, but also the figure he had long loved. Both of her eyes were tightly closed, her sex lips forming a smile, dissolving in the fantasy realm with her who disappeared.

Wh-tok-tok!

Knocking at the door, Hendra opened his eyes without moving. He thought Zafran was coming, smilingly sneering to welcome his arrival.

"Lake in!" The man with the title of doctor ruled while inserting Seira's image into his desk drawer.

The door creaked softly, Hendra impatiently waiting. The next instant he frowned, a smile on his lips blurred as a girl stepped into the room.

"You ... Who do I think you are?" Hendra snorted, busying himself with the unnecessary open-maps actually.

"Mas, busy again? I'm sorry to bother you, but Mom told me to come here. He said, Mas will take me, "the girl said still standing in front of Hendra's desk.

The man was indifferent, constantly flipping through the sheets of documents to make them look busy.

"I'm busy. Next time, yeah. It's okay, isn't it?" he said indifferently.

Don't smile, just glance no. For the past three months, his attitude has been very cold towards the girl. He tightened the handle on the bag strap while biting his lips firmly. His heart was turbulent, not knowing what was the reason Hendra had changed.

"Why is it still there? I said busy again. Can't take you, just ask your friends there to inter. Next time I'll take you," ketus Hendra really hurt the soft-hearted girl.

"Mas, why, anyway? There's a problem, right? Lately it has changed a little. Cold as me, sometimes if you like kayaking before. Am I wrong? We want to get married, Mom. Wait a minute, don't be there because of a problem that I don't know all our plans failed. If I'm wrong, I'm sorry, but don't believe it. Obviously the same I let me introspect myself," said the girl while landing her buttocks on the chair.

She stared at the man who was her future husband. Six months ago they got engaged and in three months' time, they're getting married. However, Hendra's attitude has changed since the last three months. Exactly when Seira disappeared.

Hendra exhaled a slightly rough breath, putting the documents in hand onto the table while stomping them slightly. Warning that he doesn't want to linger with her.

"Here you are, Nis, you must not think of the macems. I have a problem, and you are not wrong. Give me time to clean up my problems. Later if it's too late, all the time I just for you. You can, right?"

The girl was bowed to Hendra's request that was contrary to the wishes of her heart. Another bite of his lips was strong, withstanding all the turbulent taste.

"But when?" it was barely audible.

Hendra snorted, dropping his back on the back of the chair tiredly. It wasn't the girl who made him tired, but it was Seira's unknown whereabouts that caused him to stay away from everyone.

Until I met Sei. Maybe after that I can make a decision. I'm sorry, Nis. I'm selfish, but I can't calm down before she's okay.

Hendra muttered in his heart while looking at the future wife with a sorry look. The girl continued to bow, her body trembling withstanding the cries that were ready to spill.

"I can't be mastiin, but I pray before we get married hopefully it's all over. I'm sorry, Nisa. If you can't be patient, you can cancel everything. I'm okay," said Hendra in a resigned tone.

The girl named Nisa looked up at once, her head shaking weakly, the water falling like a race raining down on both cheeks. Hendra's words ravaged the heart. It was like being stabbed by thousands of sharp paints.

"No, Mas. Yes, I won't bother you, but you have to promise not to cancel our marriage. I'll wait until your problem is over. I beg you not to cancel everything," he said accompanied by sobs that came out softly.

Hendra could not bear to see him crying, he went up and approached. Gently hold it. Nisa is a good girl, their unexpected encounter is a good destiny that leads them to a sacred bond of marriage vows.

Nisa hugged Hendra, burying her face on the flat belly of the man. The gentle sweep that he felt, always made the longing stir.

"Sorry Mas. I hope you can understand."

Nisa nodded without lifting her face. He refused to be released, and continued to hug Hendra until finally the man was willing to also drive him away.

Appreciate those who are sincerely affectionate, before finally completely leaving and disappearing without a trace.