Please, Love Me
Uncomprehending

"Don't date Rangga can't?" Hendri's voice weakened with a sad look.

"Sad." Fitri chuckled cynically, nor did she believe that sentence.

"Mas Hen," he stared sharply.

"What do you really want from me?"

Hendri was silent, not even staring at Fitri.

"We're separated, right?"

"The talaq you said the other day is still so fresh in my memory, Mas."

"Your talisman has distanced our distance to infinity."

"You're not who I am anymore and vice versa."

Hendri remained silent, though Fitri kept reminding him of the day's events.

Fitri's remarks are reminding her that she no longer has the right to regulate everything that the woman is living now, the bond that once existed, has been so fragile that it broke with her talisman sentence for Fitri.

Hendri took pains to swallow his spit that felt stuck in the esophagus, so heavy to really realize that whether he wanted his ex-wife or just care.

"You can be in a relationship with anyone, as long as ...." The sentence stopped for a moment.

"Origin is not with Rangga" he continued.

"Why?" Fitri furrowed her brows asking.

"She's my best friend, among us, we promised not to leave each other just because of a woman."

I don't know.

Is it just because of the promise or is he really not ready to see Fitri with other men.

Everything felt unreal, including his heart at this time, all looked blurry by the eyes of his heart so he could not think far.

"Then I'm sorry, ma'am."

"I can't promise."

"The matter of the heart, we can't guess who he's going to dock with."

"Just follow the plot."

"You can't manage me either, nor can you manage me, nor can you manage Mas Rangga."

"Don't you also never have feelings for me? Even if we are together, shouldn't there be any awkwardness between you?"

"Your friendship will never be strained just because there is me."

"Really, right?"

Hendri looked back at Fitri with slightly shady eyes.

"Honest to me, Fit."

"During our marriage, have you never loved me for a little while?"

He knows, and also understands very well that the question sounds so silly, why only now? After a few months of marriage, why is he asking that question now?

Fitri shook his head weakly, which signified that he indeed did not and never had a hint of love for Hendri other than admiration for the man.

Amazed at Hendri's loyalty to his first wife.

Hendri finally nodded weakly, resigned to Fitri's answer which might be a little disappointing.

I don't know.

He also did not know why he was a little disappointed with Fitri's answer.

Clearly, he still did not dare to admit to himself what he felt about the woman he divorced.

All still floating in the middle.

Either he wants to have what was once his, or he has fallen.

Yes, fell in love with that woman.

Could it?

Again he can only say I don't know to himself, because he also does not understand his present self.

"Then I apologize for pulling you here, too," Hendri said after long sinking from his reverie.

Fitri stared fixedly at Hendri, guessing what the man was thinking.

Even until now he still can not understand the attitude that Hendri often showed so far.

Maybe now or forever, he will not and will never be able to understand about it. Too hard to understand.

Without saying anything, he left Hendri there, rejoining Rangga and his loyal friends waiting for him.

No matter what Hendri was thinking, this time he decided not to care more about the man.