My Scintillating
74 ~ Self-torture

Seconds later, days later. Even three weeks ago Gemilang had enough patience with the woman.

Always busy which is the reason, yes it may be true that the thesis is very draining of the brain and time, but what he is disappointed is that the woman seemed to ignore him.

He did not follow Mou because he was in the planning of the project to build Munaj Resto, even Toro sir himself who often came to his office.

So he did not want to disappoint Toro just because of his unprofessionalism. After all, all this was also for the woman for their relationship.

But this week he will stay to Bali if Mou stays busy like that.

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At the same time, a woman was lying weakly in a hospital bed.

"Dear, how good is it?" tanya Toro approached her pale-looking daughter. There has not been a month to go back and forth between hospitals.

Mou nodded "It's just not appetite yet Pa" replied Mou with a hoarse voice.

"You think well until typhus you relapse rich gini" Toro understood very well with his daughter, if there are many thoughts of pain will recur this way.

Mou shook her head "Just tired" he said.

"If there's any story to Papa" Toro rubbed the slightly messy hair.

"yes pa".

Sitting on the side of the bed, looked at Mou seriously.

"It's been a few weeks since Papa went back and forth to Jakarta Bali. Papa never talked about this seriously with you before. But Papa can see for himself the seriousness of Gemilang against Papa's daughter".

Mou did not dare to look at Papa when she heard the name Gemilang.

"He's a pretty smart kid, persistent and trustworthy and his ethics are also good. According to Papa, there is no doubt. But Mou, can you live with someone like Gemilang. Because it won't be easy to be the wife of a conglomerate like Gemilang".

"Mou wants to focus first on the same thesis pa" said Mou shifted her gaze.

Toro just nodded, maybe the woman's mood was bad right now.

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After a few days of leaving the hospital, Mou just kept quiet in her room. Quiet himself before crying later when looking at the wallpaper on his phone.

"Miss" knocking on the door made Mou turn her head.

"into Bi" said Mou.

The figure of the old woman entered Mou's room, for Mou she already considered like a second mother to him. For many years Bi Eti worked as a household assistant in this house.

"There is Rama mas below" said Bi Eti approaching Mou who was sitting on the sofa, stroking the long hair.

Mou nodded "Have a minute, Bi, Mou will wash her face for a while".

"Yes miss".

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"Where?, has it healed" asked Rama when Mou came to him.

"Sori Mou, yesterday I couldn't come with your young children because they are still in Palembang" Rama seemed to notice Mou who did look a little pale.

"Is there a problem?" guess her.

Mou smiled wryly because of that, Rama was the oldest among Bara's friends, sometimes also acting as their brothers. Rama is the most mature and often gives advice to all of them.

"The story of Mou" said Rama again, he understood very well that Mou was indeed the type of person who would harbor all his problems because he did not want to trouble others. And end up in pain like this.

Mou nodded, fine if telling a story can reduce the burden of her mind.

Then Mou told him everything was no exception, all his problems with Gemilang and also about Ibel.

Rama listened carefully, occasionally sipping his warm tea.

"Why Mou?, why do you have to be this good" said Rama who made Mou shake her head.

"Ram, you think I'd be happy living a relationship over the suffering of others. Especially he's my own best friend".

"Newly this time I saw angels in the real world" the smiling Rama's seductive tease melted this slightly gripping atmosphere.

"Rama, seriously" murmured Mou rubbed her tears.

"If I think yes Mou, the world is not just about love. Just think about your dreams, pursue your dreams, love matters let God govern".

Rama seemed hesitant when he said "Over this time, your world is only about romance. And it ends up hurting yourself. Let's see how vast the world is not just about romance, there are still many dreams that you have to achieve".

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Since hearing Rama's words back then, Mou was able to take her mind off the man a little, though not completely.

Mou's current focus is learning towards a thesis that is less than one week away. He is an acute liar.

Now he tries to enjoy his day back as before. Take a walk on the beach in the afternoon, only to see the twilight sky that reminds him of the man. Just to reduce his longing.

After that, at night he will walk down the street of his home complex. Reading the thick book in his hand.

He sighed when he reached the front gate of his house, it turned out to be half nine nights.

"Good night, miss" said the security guard to open the gate for Mou.

"night sir" replied Mou smiling, but her gaze was turned to a car that was so foreign in her house.

"Why are there any guests, sir?" ask Mou.

"Miss, said the father".

Mou immediately entered the house in a hurry. And just now he was holding his door handle.

His eyes were round when he saw Gemilang standing in front of the door, his book fell to the floor.

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