Pingka Girl Inland
A Scratch of Ink

Time is spinning and rolling quickly when marriage on the basis of matchmaking is right into the third age of the month. Although still a lifetime of corn and fragrant rice that has just filled. But enough to give a lot of stories in it.

Conflict, friendship, even togetherness. All felt there, Pingka happy when they were together because there was no more fighting.

During the time together, Dimas never contacted Pingka as usual. He purposely made room for Pingka to grab her happy. Since then, Dimas and Endra's friendship has improved. Pingka also did not mind Dimas' attitude because according to his wishes that keep the distance so that Endra did not judge him wrong.

Pingka works as usual, the last few weeks she has smiled a lot. Her cheerful face was beginning to look, what a huge change. Is that how much Pingka loved Endra ? Until he was able to restore the sincere smile on his lips, the flat face returned cheerful.

What about Endra's heart? Pingka did not bother because she believed in one word of the process. Pingka has a hundred percent hope in their marriage. Maybe he will be evil this time thinking Endra is his destiny and soul mate, even though he belongs to another woman.

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Today Endra and Dimas revisit the ongoing project, their appointment after lunch. Pingka rode the elevator eagerly to continue her work, just sitting down Pingka was already getting orders.

"My room's window." Endra's word through the intercom. "Lake in." The man shouted from inside.

"Excuse me." Pingka standing in front of the table.

Endra took off the pen in his hand and grabbed the paper on his desk.

"Let's sit there." Take him while stepping towards the sofa. Pingka nodded and sat down on the sofa. "Pingka, I want to have a serious talk with you." Endra said with a serious face .

"Please speak." Pingka was suddenly filled with an uncomfortable feeling in her heart.

"Pingka, this marriage has been on three months. But I can't accept you being my wife, because there's no love for you and don't get me wrong lately."

"I'm not mistaken for a change in your attitude towards me, just continue what you want to say." Pingka covered up the truth of her heart which was indeed harboring hope in Endra to accept their marriage. Pingka felt her chest rumble violently and started to claustrophobic. His body trembled and felt floating in the air.

Endra took a deep breath and slowly exhaled and said. "I want to end all this. Let's part ways fine."

A lump of tender meat in Pingka's body throbbed intensely in pain. Pain ran through every tendon in his body, shaking every bone. His eyes stared wryly at the face of the man who had only been a few weeks making him happy. But the man also smashed him to the head. Finally a bitter history is written in the living sheet of Pingka.

"If this is what you want, then let's end it." Pingka tried to make a sound stuck in her throat. Really, it's crowded ! Very crowded. That's so ? It feels heartbroken.

"In addition, I also want to erase the story about us even though no one knows." Endra pulled out another piece of paper.

"I have to what ?" Pingka's voice sounded a little weak her pain began to reach at its peak. Once again Endra threw him down at the bottom of the abyss of pain.

"I-I have to get you out of the company, because I want Melisa not to know about this wedding date." Endra's voice was stammered and weak then opened the two papers in front of him.

Pingka's heart seemed to be whipped hundreds of times, his entire body was squeezed as if he had fallen from an incredible height. This pain has reached its peak when reading divorce papers and dismissals.

With trembling hands Pingka put her signature on the parting paper. Yes, Pingka fell deeply.

"Thank you for giving me the opportunity to know you as a husband in this short time. And as your employee I'm happy to work with you. May you be happy in your second marriage and spend the rest of your life with the person you dream of being your life partner. I'm sorry for my sudden presence in your life until we're stuck in this pseudo-marriage. I'm coming home, good-bye, say hello to Mom and Melan." Pingka gathered all her strength to get out of the room.

Endra mutely looked at the ink scratches on behalf of the Blue Orange Pingka on the parting paper. Pingka breathed her heavy and increasingly tight, exhaling slowly in order to relieve a little pain that increasingly gnawed at her heart and body. Pingka ordered a taxi and packed up.

"I'm sorry I can't keep you here." Shrill Sandi with a weak tone.

In the face of the two beautiful eyeballs there was tremendous pain there, he could see the same pain felt by Winda at that time.

"Thank you for guiding me so well all this time." Said weak Pingka, his eyes were already reddened.

Sandi grabbed Pingka in her arms. "I'm sure you're a strong woman, Endra has chosen her own path." The man patted the back of the woman whose eyes began to glaze over.

Pingka nodded then left Sandi who was still looking at her. This woman walked with a blank look while holding a box in her hand.

"Get me a ticket to Japan, I'll pick up Melisa." Endra's word without taking his eyes off the documents he held.

"Yes, sir." Reply to Sandi while clenching her hands holding back emotions.

Pingka stepped with all her remaining strength until the bottom floor.

"Why are you?" Ravita looked in wonder.

"I quit and I'll go home to where I'm from." Answer the weak Pingka and continue his steps back.

Regardless of Ravita and the others' gazes in confusion. Pingka kept stepping out. The taxi was waiting downstairs. He asked to make sure and the driver nodded.

Pingka went in and sat in the car with a very sick heart, tightness in her chest became more and more. Suddenly he felt a deep longing. A longing that is never repressed. A longing that is never properly channeled. Long for the embrace that wins, long for the smiles and caresses that strengthen it. Drop by drop tears flowed down her cheeks, repeatedly wiped her but the clear water remained stubborn to come out.

The taxi driver is only able to keep an eye on his passengers who are being overwhelmed by grief, without being able to do anything but calm down.

The taxi driver was driving casually without knowing the direction of the destination asking was reluctant to see the condition of the woman sitting in the passenger seat so chaotic. His eyes occasionally glanced at the glass in front of him watching Pingka's movements. Without anyone to speak only silence and song accompanied them in that car.

I want you here right now

Laugh with me like I used to

Even if only for a moment God please grant it

It's not that this self doesn't accept reality

Oh, not that this self does not accept reality

This heart just misses oh

This heart just misses hm

I miss your smile, Mother

The rendition of the song was able to destroy the defensive walls of Pingka. His shoulders began to tremble and his sobs began to sound. Right now he really misses and needs both of his parents.

The taxi driver looked at this sobbing woman, as if aware of the state of the taxi driver pulled over and changed the song and turned the volume button a bit loud.

The taxi driver got out of the car deliberately giving room for Pingka to spill her grief. He cried so much - he was in the car, his voice to beat the sound of loud music.

The taxi driver stood leaning behind the car and felt what his passengers felt, his ears could hear the sound of roaring in the car . Feeling long enough the driver got back in the car and changed the song a little relaxed.

"Thank you." Pingka said in a hoarse voice

The driver nodded then glanced at the glass in front of him to see Pingka a little calm, he took the initiative to bring Pingka to the beach hoping that this woman got a fresh wind and forget for a moment the slump.

Without protest Pingka followed where the driver took him. A blank and hollow look was seen once in his eyes at this moment. He just felt happy. However, it is perfectly seized by the person he loves himself.

The car pulled over, then Pingka stepped down towards the beach. Up there, he looked at the vast expanse of the sea and the sun was slowly about to sink. After seeing the sunset Pingka intends to return to the taxi. Suddenly his eyes were perfectly rounded feeling his skin sore and torn.

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