My Love Is Just For You
Disappointed in silence
"Are you playing me? Do I you think you're stupid so you can play with my feelings?"
Hind's tears that he had been unable to get out in front of Ermi and Fauzan when they drove him to Dubai International Airport, unceasingly dripped while inside the plane that was carrying him currently back to Jakarta. He was grateful that the dim lights that lit in the aircraft cabin could cover the sobs in silence and the tears that adorned his cheeks. Although he had anticipated things that would incur a little wound from his hope to meet M, he said, but it was very painful when during a week in Dubai he could not meet the man at all. A pleasant start in Dubai seems like just a last breeze battered by a storm of disappointment. The remaining two days he filled by visiting the Dubai Frame tourist attraction are in the form of a tall building in the form of a frame that has a connection with the past and present and Dubai Safari Park is a zoo with the atmosphere of the desert and off road desert safari can only display a happy expression on his face but not with his heart that has been disappointed and stopped to mine desperately.
What was wrong with the plan that he had arranged quite maturely? Is it that busy that man to not have time to meet him at all? His lover? Or maybe it was true that he had thought all along that he was just being played by the man? Hind laughs at her already over-expecting self M. Oh God, what an amazing fool he is. Just because of a man he could be this weak!
The collection of negative thoughts thrust into the tribe so that only the pain obtained Hind and his displeasure during his time in the air. He hopes the plane he was boarding soon landed in Jakarta and he can quickly return to his apartment to satisfy himself by crying. At least no one else knew that he was withstanding the pain that screamed loudly about to come out of his chest cavity. He is no longer concerned with what is posted or the message M sent to him. What he needs now is himself.
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Hind pulled out a suitcase with his British flag and headed out to the train station to take him to his apartment. His eyes were careless but his crying during the flight did not also relieve him and his head was dizzy because he could not sleep for 8.5 hours in the air. After boarding the airport train in accordance with the seat number he got, his sleepiness began to feel asking to close his eyes and Hind fell asleep.
I'm weary...
All my efforts and efforts have been made to the fullest extent possible to meet you
And you're just silent not flinching as if what I did to you you thought of the wind then...
Was I only dreaming all this time? So because it is too caught in the cradle until it falls too deep
The Dream Giver was angry and immediately woke me from the beautiful flowers while sleeping...
The airport train enters its final stop at BNI City Station. Hind was getting ready to get off and head for the online taxi he had booked while continuing to suggest he was not crying again. Along the way from the train station to the apartment, Hind kept staring at the morning view from outside the glass window of the taxi. His gaze was empty just like the toll road he was passing by at this moment. Contrary to his raging mind. He wanted to scream loudly but his tongue could not make a sound. In his heart only the invisible speech of the ears that are twisted repeatedly begging for forgiveness from the Power to ease the pain that pierced his chest so that it feels increasingly tight and makes it uncomfortable.
"Mbak, has arrived at the destination,” The words of the online taxi driver who has since drove him from the airport train station to his apartment awaken Hind from the daydream of endless pain.
"Eh, yes," Hind immediately got out of the taxi to pick up his suitcase in the trunk of the taxi car in a hurry to be surprised to not realize his head hit the ceiling of the car.
THE DUAK!
"Oh..," Hind grimaced with the pain in his head but sufficiently alleviated the pain in his heart.
"Be careful, Ma'am" The driver of the online taxi was shocked to hear Hind's head clashing and turned to the girl to make sure the passenger was okay.
"I'm fine Sir," Hind wagged his five fingers to make sure that he was okay even though he did not deny the throbbing pain began to feel.
Hearing Hind's reply, the driver heaved a sigh of relief then immediately got out of the car to lift Hind's medium-sized suitcase from the trunk of his car.
Gontai Hind walked into the lobby of the apartment to the elevator that would take her to the 12th floor. Come on, elevator, get to my room! Shouted Hind in his heart, he wanted to immediately lay down not only his heart but his body that was crumpled dimly on his soft mattress because he currently needed tranquility with a long sleep without the interference of others.
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Mohammed walked gontai in the desert where he used to train his eagle to hunt small birds, a tradition that indigenous people in the Middle East, one of which is Dubai. He looked up at the blue sky and did not care about the hot sun that morning burned his skin to brown. He felt frustrated at failing to meet Hind and began to blame himself. Not that he did not try to meet her, he had tried to meet her lover on the last day Hind would leave Dubai to return to Jakarta.
After he opened the last message from Hind that the girl was coming home, Mohammed who had just finished his important meeting in the city center immediately ordered Saeed, who was to leave, one of his bodyguards used to be the driver of his service car to drive himself to Dubai International Airport. He didn't care how he got there before the Hind plane took off from the airport.
However, he was a few minutes late after the plane door was closed. When he was about to ask the doorkeeper to open it, many people who recognized him then surrounded him to take pictures or ask for a signature like a celebrity. His bodyguards he stayed behind to run after Hind immediately approached and protected Mohammed to secure him back into the car so as not to cause a furore that could lure the media to cover it.
And here it is now. Wanting to cry felt really low in her pride. His heart was as tight as a big rock. His regret deepened when Salim showed a video of Hind's face crying but trying to be held back while waiting in the waiting room for the plane's departure. Never once did he see Hind show himself as weak as that. His body trembled and both his hands clenched tightly. He gathered all his energy and cried out loudly to reveal all the feelings that were squeezing him.
"WOWIERGGHH!"
No doubt what he did made Juma and his guards who were busy with their eagles surprised and caused an uproar for their pets.
After complacently shouting, he dropped his body down and knelt staring at the young brownish fine sand before him then fell silent. Juma, who was worried about his nephew's condition, asked Saeed to hold his eagle while he approached Mohammed.
"M, what are you doing?" Whisper Juma while holding Mohammed's shoulders. "You can't do something crazy like that!"
"Uncle...Uncle.., I have to how now..," Mohammed's face looked helplessly and his two beautiful eyes were so full of shade that the firmness inside turned into a blushing glass. "Why did all this happen to me Uncle? Why?"
"M-I..."
"I feel helpless Uncle,” Mohammed hugged a close friend who always accompanied and accompanied him both joy and sorrow. "I only asked for a minute to meet my beloved for a week that she could spare for me but never could, even on the last day he was about to leave Dubai I did not have time to fulfill his request which was so simple but so difficult to realize. I never thought I'd make a Hind Karenina cry so hard on my heart for breaking a promise..."
He did not expect that his nephew's feelings were so serious and deep. Though at first Mohammed told me he only liked an Indonesian girl, did not say falling in love until it managed to make him slump weak like this. The last time he saw this kind of painful expression when Rashid was forced to marry their cousin Maryam so as to indirectly sever his relationship with Ayudisa.
"M, listen to me," Juma pushed Mohammed's body and cupped the man's face. "Don't be weak like this. There are still many ways to fix it."
"You don't know Hind Uncle, just to open his heart to me I've been struggling and now I'm wasting it all..."
Juma let out a long breath. It seemed like he had to silence his nephew until his emotional situation stabilized again. He will slowly give input.
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