Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)
Season 3's. Crawling
Does anyone know? Sicker than losing someone? Imagine a time when someone loved. He's the one on the side. However, his heart could never truly be possessed.
Happiness comes when feelings are reciprocated. The love he used to say was reciprocated by the same pronunciation, he also loved. He was soulful beside me. Make good plans with him. There was no one else in his heart. No love was flowing in his chest.
I sat on the bed and yawned several times while collecting lives that flew to dreamland. Scroll clock that already showed at 8 am.
For a moment I was silent. I took a deep breath and then I exhaled slowly. My hand stretched out rubbing the part of my chest that still feels sore. I saw a clean floor, not since when the housekeepers cleaned my room from bottles of alcohol and cigarette marks.
"Nara."
Still same. The name of the woman who had left me was still embedded in the chest. I don't understand why I can't just forget Nara? We have been separated and separated, but this soul and body will not let go of the shadows that disappear in the heart.
Sometimes it is better to be a secret admirer. Keep hiding feelings for someone. From it, it was declared and only received a deep wound. However, I never regret confessing all my feelings to Nara. In the end, it was just the hurt and the rejection that I got.
I looked at the blanket and got out of bed. Not only is my heart fragile but also my entire body of soul and body. This is why I don't understand, why do some people just call it heartbreak? Because when I woke up I found my body broken.
I immediately cleaned myself in the bathroom. Still ringing in my head, when every morning Nara was busy preparing breakfast for me but instead I refused by saying I would have breakfast with Mona. Why remember all my crimes, like getting a wound back in my chest?
"Nara, I'm gonna learn to let you go. I will learn to let you go. Although I never really could. Again, I'm sorry, Nara. Do you know, once you're not in my life, my days feel heavy and blocked in there. Sorry, Nara. Losing you is like a nightmare, if it's really a dream I want to wake up and rebel."
Not long to reflect on fate under the shower I immediately came out of the bathroom. I'm not ready for the hospital yet. Moreover, the matter of my divorce and Nara has been spread everywhere. Everyone thinks I'm a jerk and a coward who dares to hurt a good woman like Nara.
I'm not evasive, aren't all the accusations true? I don't want to deny everything. I have indeed created a wound of disappointment in the heart of my ex-wife.
"Come, Son. Breakfast," take Mommy when I get to the dinner table.
"Thank you, Mother" I said.
Scroll over the silent faces of Father and Bee without greeting me. Usually my brother who is noisy like a loud empty barrel sounds this, always chatty and spoiled to me. But this time, he just kept quiet without caring about me. No smile greeted me as usual. And so is my dad who didn't look at me at all.
"What do you want for breakfast, Son?" ask Mommy.
"Anything, Mother," I replied.
I smiled wryly. I not only lost Nara but also lost the trust of my family. Dad is a warm figure and always solves problems with a cool head. However, this morning the warm, charismatic face changed with a cold expression.
"Thank you, Mother," I said.
"Together, Son."
Mother is the only person in the world to judge me. People were busy blaming me without caring that I was also hurt by this breakup. They only know if I'm wrong, do they ever know how I struggle to get out of this guilty feeling? Do they know that everything is really torture? I had to learn to crawl to walk even slowly. Although I never really got through this without Nara.
After breakfast I drove Bee to his college because my sister's car was still in the garage.
Along the way Bee remained silent without saying a word.
"Mas knows you're disappointed, too, Mas" I said smiling wryly.
Bee looked at me, "Bee is just disappointed but not angry" replied my sister.
I smiled miris. Even the sister who usually spoils on me. It's like keeping your distance.
"I'm sorry, Mom," I said feeling guilty. "Mas doesn't mean to disappoint you" I said.
Bee didn't answer. He stared blankly at the car window. At the Bee campus my car is parked.
"Thank you, Mum." Although annoyed and disappointed but my sister still be polite and greet my hands.
"You be careful, I'll pick you up" I said.
"There's hawker?" my many.
"There was. But a little bit" replied Bee. If money matters, how much my sister does not refuse.
I took some red money in my wallet.
"It's for you to snack on," I said handing over the money.
Bee's eyes immediately sparkled. Even his face that was upset now sumringah when he saw the Soekarno-Hatta picture paper.
"Thank you, Mum." Bee took the money.
"Bee go in first, Mas. Bye bye."
The cup!
After peeping my cheek. Bee out of the car. I shake my head, it's that easy to seduce my sulking sister.
I'm running my car back from Bee campus. Again, I remembered Nara who used to always deposit a morning smile on me.
Brak! Bruk!
Wait, I hit someone? Oh no, I got out of the car immediately and approached the person I might have hit.
"www."
The woman cringed in pain. I'll approach her soon.
"sorry. I'm sorry, are you okay?" manya panic. I was driving without concentration.
"Ck, is it okay how? So if driving it is not while daydreaming," the girl grumbled while cringing in pain.
I took a long breath. I wanted to say something back but I was wrong.
"Yes, already. Let me take him to the hospital," I bargained.
"Will you pay the hospital fees?" The girl squinted her eyes suspiciously.
"Yes. I will pay for the hospital fees" I replied. It's a good thing I don't wear a doctor's suit so this girl doesn't know that I'm a doctor.
"Yes, then" he said.
"Can you stand?"
"White, whisper. I'm dying, '" he protested. Seeing this girl reminds me of my sister Bee.
He stood up slowly, "Aww," his crowbar.
"Let me help."
"Ehh." The girl hugged my neck in surprise.
I lifted her body to get in the car. My time is not much because today my work piles up.
"Om, don't be reckless dong. Main hold-up. The son of everyone," he protested.
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