Papa To Oleander
49. Missing You

Ola

Angga : Dear

Tagged: sorry

Angga: I am not home today

Angga: hang out first with Oli

Orgy @ Paradiso

I never thought that I was one of the members of PWYSLMKTJAMHSH; The Women's Association Who Directly Meleyot If I Did Not Meet Ayang Although Only One Day.

Yeah, Ola. The abbreviation just now sounded very dimeh and very much more. Even after creating it in my mind, I became goosebumps myself.

But that's more or less the reality on the field. My day instantly became a bit gray after receiving a series of messages from Angga.

Oh, my God. Since when did I turn into such a pathetic woman? Aye, right? I really look and sound pathetic. How not? The prospect of Angga not stopping by the house just for one day at a time made me forget the other days where he spent his time here.

I really feel very ungrateful.

After all, Angga's life is not just centered around me and Oleander. His family, friends and colleagues, and other acquaintances. There is a business to be taken care of. There is a need to be met. There is a desire to be realized.

O ....

Moreover, I was indeed unable to give her what she needed and wanted. You all know what I mean. O ....

While biting my lips I read the messages back. The more I repeat, the more wild the thoughts in the head go.

Please, Ola. Don't overthink it anymore, huh! hardikku on this self.

But what is power. Hardik is just that, sheer hardship. Nan chief still acted as he should; hard and above. It was really his will to let this thought run to and fro. And there's nothing higher than this head.

Come on, Olaviaa. Come on's. Keep his mind let's not go anywhere. Changed the Oleander again sleeping, and you think you can spend the precious time that you should use to rest this with prejudiced ria on Angga?

He's not here for a day, Ola. Tomorrow he will stop by again. What must be destroyed? Ha's? You've been through ten years without the presence of Angga in your life just one second. So what makes it so impossible now?

That day was only twenty-four hours, Ola. It's eleven in the afternoon now. Soon Oleander will also wake up from his nap and you will be busy again. That way twelve, one, two, and so on will pass without feeling. And, you know, tomorrow has come and you can meet again with the man you adore.

You hear me, Olavia? You heard, right? Now you should stop thinking excessively or you will fall into it and get stuck there. Pity Oleander if that happens.

Remember the boy, Ola. Remember child. She needs a mother who is not only physically strong, but also mentally healthy. If you can't control your thoughts and make peace with yourself, if you can't love yourself, let yourself be hurt by overthinking and negative emotions, how can you give enough affection to Oleander?

He needs you one hundred percent, Olavia. Oleander needs you to be healthy and happy. So, be smart to find happiness in every situation. Even if it's not what you like, take a closer look. And you'll understand what's going on.

It's okay if you feel a little disappointed by the absence of Angga. That's a natural thing. That's how a relationship should be. There is a less sense when one partner is not on the side. However, do not make it as fuel for the demons that are in your mind, yes. Don't let them win. Youunderstand?

Phew.

I understand it once. Totally understand.

Look at me psychoanalyzing and giving myself a therapy at the same time.

Olavia: it's okaaay

Olavia: have fun in 2

There were not five seconds, the status of my message immediately changed from delivered to read. All at once the three dots were hovering in the conversation bubble.

Angga :thx dear

Orgy: tomorrow I will go there

Angga: missing you guys

Waw.

Waw.

Do you know what it's like to read Angga's last message after this mess I've been dealing with in my head? It was like sipping a glass of lemonade in the middle of a hot day. Mak-nyess. All doubts and prejudices instantly dissolved from the veins and yawned along with my long sigh.

I returned the message.

Olavia: we miss you too

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Goslings

The message contained the phrase we miss you too sent the woman I love most in this world besides Nyokap accompanied me all day. In fact, when I stepped into Paradiso, I felt like I was wearing a shield. So, whenever any visitor glances at me in an exaggerated manner, winks his eyes as I pass by, or accidentally nudges their body at me, I feel familiar.

No one can interrupt my path to the VIP section where Oliver is waiting. Oliver, who incidentally is my best friend, the sister of my beloved woman, who hopefully can soon become my sister-in-law.

Shxt. That sounds really good.

Sister-in-law.

God damn's.

I can't wait to make Olavia and Oleander my rightful family members. Put them on my family card.

Oh, shoot. I want to make my own family card. Fxck, man. Fxck. Why am I such a big new kid, anyway? Very excited, not clear.

Hey, Angga. You know you have to make your sister-in-law's candidate first, right, before becoming a real sister-in-law and making your own family card?

Oh, my fxcking God. Eye-opening.

I wiggled my wrists hoping the nervousness that made my hands vibrate, diminished. I take care of my steps to stay strong. Although in the heart it feels mixed, but I must still put on a confident look.

You know, even though Oliver and I have been friends for almost half of our lives, but this still makes me happy. How not? I will ask her blessing to marry her only sister. And although he allowed me to approach Olavia, he would not have been happy to let me marry that woman of mine.

God fucking. Hopefully he will. Doain me, guys!

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