Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)
Season 3's. Heart-set
I squirm under my thick blanket. The reflection of sunlight entered through the curtains of the room window and radiated towards my face. I sat up and yawned a few times while collecting my life.
I pulled the alarm clock above the nightstand.
"It's 7 o'clock," I sighed.
I got off the bed. This heart there is still some unfinished work on the construction of a new cafe with Kak Rimba.
I'm soaking in the buth-ub. My eyes were still swollen from crying all night. Even in my sleep, my tears still shed.
"Come, Ra. You can do it" I said to encourage myself.
Long enough I wander my body under the shower. I thought forgetting Mas Bintang was as easy as I said and imagined. Turns out I was wrong, forgetting my husband wasn't that easy. Not even we are legally separated I have felt a very stinging longing in the chest.
Weight does go through all the new things to the exclusion of the past. However, if I really believed in what I love today, there would be no problem with it. Because indeed, sometimes the things that might bring memories must be thrown away by force. Why defend something that can cause injury. If you really believe that the heart has this is true love. One thing I understand; that I may not be able to bring memories to things I have had in the past. However, I can definitely bring a story that Mas Bintang has never had before.
I came out of the room fully dressed. I smiled warmly as I looked at the family members gathered and had breakfast on the table.
"Morning, Brother," said Naro, Tata and Shaka together.
"Morning, son," said Daddy and Mama at the same time.
"Morning too," I sat down beside Naro.
"Come, Honey. Breakfast." Mama put some bread on my plate.
"Thank you, Ma" I said with a deep smile.
If I could, I'd like to forget and assume the Star Mas never existed. However, the days that passed have remained with memories of you. The steps that once walked, put them in memory. The house I once had, now buried it in my head. Which road will I take? Which hug can be soothing. If all views still present it as a shadow. Although every time I tried to hug her again, all I got was loss and pain in my heart.
He never knew how claustrophobic I was because of him. Every night and morning blind, I have to win all my soul.
"Sister, go with Naro huh. Brother don't bring a car first" said Naro.
"Aren't you in a hurry?"
Naro shook his head, "No, Brother. Naro meeting after lunch hour with Rimba," explained Naro.
"Lho, you know Rimba?" many wonder.
"Son this how the hell? Rimba is our neighbor, brother!" keep Tata chimed in.
"Oh so."
These few days I did not meet Rimba. Other than her who was busy taking care of her work out of town, I was also busy preparing for my divorce trial with Mas Bintang. Today I will meet Kak Rimba because the discussion of the construction of the hotel has not been completed.
After breakfast, Naro and I left together. I couldn't bring my own car, because my mind couldn't concentrate.
"It has. Don't think too much, brother. Later Big Brother can be sick," Naro scolded while advising me.
I nodded and just smiled. It's impossible if I don't think about my divorce trial and even since last night I can't sleep well because I keep ringing on my side later.
Up in front of my cafe Naro's car stopped.
"Want to see Rimba's sister here?"
"No, Brother. Just noon. All Naro have lunch here" Naro said.
"Yes, Brother comes in first. Thank you." Thank you."
I got off the car. I breathe as much as possible while staring at the cafe that is already crowded in the morning. I still do not expect if the development of this cafe is quite rapid. Within a few years, we had many visitors.
I walked inside. Three days I didn't visit the cafe because I focused on my problems.
"Good morning, ma'am," said Lidya and Dika.
"Morning too" I said.
"Okay, thank you" I replied.
I walked into the room. Some days not meeting with Kak Rimba makes longing as if piling up. Although I have rejected the feelings of Kak Rimba openly but he still fights me and assures me that he is the best love in the story and version.
"Sister."
"Nara."
Rimba stood up to greet me with her sweet smile.
"When will you come?" my many.
"Yesterday," he answered smiling.
I sat next to him. This man who always accompanies me in joy and sorrow.
"I don't have anything for you" he said.
"What's up, brother?" manya curious.
"It."
He gave me a paper bag.
"What is this, brother?"
"Open it!" tell Brother Rimba.
I opened the paper bag. Then I smiled looking at some picture frames in which there were small photos of us both.
"Where did this come from?" ask me with teary eyes. My childhood, the times when I didn't know what was called trouble. Although at that time lost Papa and Mama married again but did not make me lament in sadness.
"Huh, why are you crying?" Rimba wiped my tears.
"I am moved, brother," I replied.
"Yes, already. The picture you save yes," said Rimba.
I looked back at the figura. There's Naro, Tata and Shaka there too. Since childhood we have been close to Rimba. Even very close to others know.
"How are you and the stars related?" ask Rimba.
I took a deep breath and put the photo back in the paper bag.
"Me and Mas Bintang are getting a divorce, brother," I replied smiling wryly.
Rimba brushed my shoulder as if channeling strength through a swipe of her hand.
"You can get through this."
One thing I salute this man. She already knew that I could not love her yet but she never left me or forced me to love her.
"It hurts so much, brother," I fought.
"I don't understand."
He pulled me into his arms and buried my face in his chest. Forgetting is not an easy thing especially people who want to be released are in plain sight.
"Why is it so hard to let go of the Star, Brother? Why is it so hard?" renggekku while complaining, it is very difficult to forget the love that ever existed.
"It's all just a matter of time, Nara. You definitely can. Enjoy all the process and Brother will never leave you. Brother will accompany you through all this. You're never alone because you love you."
Seriate...