Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)
Season 3's. Trying not to care.
Does this kind of relationship make me sad? Not at all. I don't know what makes me sad? I just now don't want to care about what Rimba's doing, want him to care about anyone isn't that my business? I will not restrict or forbid what he wants to do or go where and with whom?
"Yes already, Brother. It's okay," I said.
Brother Rimba like a long sigh when I say it's okay. Usually there will be a lot of dramas that we pass where I snatch because I do not want to leave Rimba. But now I try not to care anymore.
"Brother take you to the cafe huh?" said Kak Rimba offers. Usually he just leaves me in the middle of the road. I thought only Mas Bintang could but it turns out that even men who I consider good can do the same.
"No need, brother. I'll just pick up Shaka later. I want to ride the bike anyway" I refused to open the sealbeat.
"Dear."
I turned my head with a frown, "Why, Brother?"
"It's okay. Be careful, after the hospital. Brother came to the house. What do you want to eat to buy it?" bargained for.
"No need, Brother. Kaka just be careful on the road," I refused as I got out of the car and closed the car door.
I waved at the car of Rimba Brother who was away leaving me with a wry smile. He wants to do anything, I don't even care anymore. The sadness that used to be stifled because of his attitude that concerned others turned into a sense of indifference. I don't know, this is the phase I don't want to know anymore on what Kak Rimba told me.
"Stellar Glass."
Why do I remember my ex-husband's name? The first man after Papa who made me fall in love. I finally gave up fighting for the love I wanted. I realized that not everything in this world can be called love.
If I can be honest I still love Mas Bintang very much. When she asked me if I loved her, I said no. I don't want him to be overwhelmed by this feeling, I know that Mas Bintang has changed and that's the reason why he left this city?
Shaka's motor stopped right in front of me. I called my sister to pick me up.
"Sister," called Shaka while opening his helmet.
"Hey," I said.
"Sorry, has Brother been waiting for Shaka for a long time?" tanyanya while getting off the bike.
"No," kilahku.
"Where's the Jungle, brother? How is Brother alone? On a road like this again?" cecar Shaka while glancing around me. The streets seem crowded with busy people due to the lunch hour.
"She had business before" I said, not wanting to talk about Rimba.
There is so much sadness in this world. One of them is being deceived by loved ones. Sadly, the sadness hit me. I wasn't deceived but he preferred someone else over me. I was already in the arms of the wrong person who I thought was so serious about fighting for me. Until I do whatever makes him happy. I worked longer than usual. I try to understand all his busyness and indifference. I tried to believe that he really loved me whole. I reduced my tidutou hours every night so I could talk to him for a while. Gather the courage to plant a dream. Until all plans feel close. Suddenly someone I considered a wound healer really did not really want me in his life. Even though he didn't say it, I could feel it. Discern my seriousness with all betrayal. No need to ask her pain. I don't need to explain his sadness.
"There you are, brother. A man who could leave his girlfriend in the middle of the road just because of sudden business?" Shaka shakes inexhaustibly.
Not only men, but there is also a husband who can leave his wife for the sake of a lover of heart. Shaka doesn't know if this isn't the first time I've faced something like this. I'm just not telling you how my tough home life used to be before we split up.
"Sih, as important as any business. Leaving a loved one is like an inviting man" Shaka said with a stingy and passionate emotion.
I chuckled softly and let my sister put a helmet on her head. I don't know, why do I always have trouble with the helmet on my head?
"It has. Don't nag. Sister is hungry" take me.
"Hem, the feeling this morning Brother ate a lot. How can I be hungry again?" shaka doesn't think.
I did not answer and laughed softly to cover the wounds in my heart.
"We had lunch at the cafe. There are Kak Naro and Kak Tata who have been waiting there" said Shaka.
I just nod. The last few years since my divorce with Mas Bintang have been almost over for over a year. My three sisters' attitude is so caring. Not that they didn't care. They care and love me. But this time they were like trying to be a healer of the wounds for my heart which is now not okay.
"Slow down, Brother."
I got on my brother's ninja bike. Then I hugged Shaka from behind while leaning my head tired. I contemplate this life destiny I never wanted. I'm not lucky in a relationship. Married but eventually separated. Being in a relationship with a new man is made as worthless. In fact, I can't believe it's called love. Does true love still exist?
"Sister, don't sleep!" shout Shaka.
"Ck, who's sleeping?" my ketus.
"Sister was silent. Talk, Brother. If daydreaming can sleep or enter later," said Shaka.
I snatched away the annoyance and instead hugged Shaka's waist tightly. I'm not a good brother to my three sisters. But I am grateful that they love and love me sincerely and as is. Hopefully our relationship will always be this close.
"Sister," call Shaka.
"What?" I half screamed.
"Sister of love with Sister Rimba?"
I was silent to Shaka's words. I was opening my heart to Rimba but to love her I could not promise.
"Why do you ask that?" it was me who was reluctant to answer the question from Shaka. He can't know that our relationship is not okay.
"Curl, just answer. Why is it, brother? Shaka was asking questions, not asking questions" said Shaka, who was lazy because I never answered her questions.
Do I love Rimba? Am I comfortable being around him? Can I make him a replacement for Mas Bintang?
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