Pelita Hati Bunda
The Lost Dream

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These pained footsteps stopped in the restroom where I rested when I was tired. Instantly the hand makes a tantrum by slamming the door until quite hard.

Not stopping there, the feet stepped back along with hands that destroyed the peace of my room. Destroying all the memories of being together with Aditya mas and destroying our smile that is always seen in the frame that sits sweetly on the dresser.

I threw it until the glass broke. This hand again acted by destroying everything that was there until there was no rest.

I am like a mad man who has no common sense, who acts whatever the mind wills without knowing again the name sanity.

Stop this madness after everything is destroyed. I looked at the room that was now completely destroyed like my hopes and dreams.

This leg is so limp, the body feels helpless just to stand upright. His back staggered until he hit a white wall. Why should this answer be what I get.

Six years waiting for the return of the husband. Surviving the insults was also the reflection of all those who said that I was an unwanted wife, and it turned out that all their words were true. I was abandoned, I was never wanted.

Wailing accompanied the body that increasingly slumped until sitting on the floor. It was in this narrow room that I gave my love and crown to Aditya, in this room that he took everything from me even now he also took the dream to live happily with her, build a little family admiral heaven.

The palm of this hand also did not accept with this one-sided decision until finally again grabbed the only vase of flowers and destroyed it as well.

"That's...!" screams so loudly filled the room. The room that I kept its beauty and neatness was now scattered like a garbage dump.

Yeah, I was the one who did it. I'm the one who broke everything like this heart that broke into a piece that would be hard to put back together.

The bright light of the laughter of happiness is now slowly dimming and disappearing into a wound filled with deep pain and sorrow.

Both palms clenched perfectly, both eyes glaring filled with hatred.

"You're bad, Mas. You're evil."

I wanted to be able to strengthen this heart alone but I was unable to. This non-bloody wound is so scarred that it won't be able to treat it.

Tears rolled back at will, not allowing me to be able to dry the cheeks that were already red even the circumference of the eyes had swelled.

I came back crying in sorrow.

I folded my legs, hugged him with my hands and there was also a cut from the broken glass. My face was down and hiding in it.

The sound of footsteps came into my ears, but I let. No matter who comes, either he's the one who's going to help heal this wound or maybe wants to laugh at this fate I don't want.

"Nay." His hand touched my shoulder which was holding the weight so heavy. I'm sure he's been squatting in front of me.

"Nay, what exactly is going on?" tanyakanya.

Although I haven't seen his face but I already know who's coming. She is Mika Luna, my best friend from High School.

A great woman who made me her best friend without seeing how lacking I was once just an orphan.

Great women who have always helped me in times of distress also when lack. Even until now I still have a debt to him, a debt of some money that I used to pay for labor when I gave birth to Ara who at that time had to have a cesarean section.

My face lifted, these eyes immediately glared at Mika's face which seemed so surprised to see my current situation.

"What's up, Nay?" Mika asked me again. It seems like he won't stop asking questions before I tell him everything that happened.

I came back crying. I'm so weak, I'm fragile like I have no power at all.

Mika was still looking at me, it seemed like she was already impatient to know. He continued to wait patiently until these lips opened to talk to him.

"Mas Aditya divorced me, Mik."

"What..!" Mika's strangulation was held back as if she did not make a sound after hearing me who let out a few words. The simple words but managed to make him shocked in disbelief.

This face was only able to give a single nod in response to Mika.

I saw Mika's face flushed as usual, she would be angry when someone hurt me and maybe at this time she also holds anger in her heart in Aditya's mass.

I cried again, I realized today was too crybaby but I had to how else, I could not resist the turmoil of the wounds that continued to rush forcefully to come out.

I could not bear to see Mika directly hugging me, trying to strengthen my heart which was in the midst of fragility.

"You have to be strong, Nay. You can't be weak like this. I'm sure you must be strong in the face of this ordeal."

I was getting sobbing in Mika's arms, Mika's words also made me full of haru. Only Mika is always there for me under any circumstances.

Thanks, Mika. Maybe those are the only words I will always say. Because I won't be able to return her goodwill to me, too Ara.

Jesus, how is Ara doing now? After getting a letter from the religious court earlier I immediately left him alone on the terrace, even Mbok Darmi who always helped me keep Ara also has not come.

"Pregnant?"

My eyes were rounded as both hands slipped away from Mika.

"Ara is with Mbok Darmi" Mika replied.

Suddenly my heart was calm when I heard that Ara was already with Mbok Darmi. I'm sure Ara will be fine now.

"You must be strong, Nay! You must rise for Ara. You can't be weak like this." said Mika who I can hear.

"If Mas Aditya can be happy with his new life, you also have to be happy and struggle to forget it. You too Ara should be happy, Nay. Without a shadow of an irresponsible man like himself."

"You have to move forward, you have to prove that you can be happy without him! You can do it, Nay. You can do it!" mika continues to strengthen me.

Mika is right. I must be strong, I must be able to live happily without Mas Aditya as well as his shadows. An irresponsible man like him should not be mourned or regretted.

Six years I can live happily without her and I can also live forever without her. Just let me be Ara, alone.

Although it is still very sad and so many injuries at least I can be happy now. Now that I'm free, there's nothing I have to think about anymore.

Having a status as a wife but without certainty is the saddest and most terrible thing. And finally I was freed from the bond that bound freedom and filled with the hope of falsehood.

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