Please, Love Me
Don't Be Hardcore

"Go now, dare you touch Fitri, end your history!" threaten Hendri firmly.

"Hen, calm down." While wiping the corner of his lips that felt sore, keep the distance so that Hendri no longer hit him.

"Say you go now!" the thrill is getting upset.

"Okay-okay, I'm leaving now." Rangga no longer persuaded, he gave up and decided to stay away from Hendri.

"I take Fitri, take care of her as best you can, if you don't want her, then let go, but if you put your taste on her, then please don't waste it, don't make her sad. Otherwise, even I wouldn't be able to forgive myself," he said so weakly, as he slowly stepped past Hendri and out of the room.

"Fit, I gotta get back. You take care of yourself as best you can, if you feel tormented, then just run away." Rangga went into the kitchen to say goodbye. While Niko faithfully waited for him in front of the house.

"Lho, Mommy. How go? Cuisine's not even done yet, not having dinner together first? When else can you get together, there's even Mas Niko outside." Fitri looked confused to see Rangga who suddenly wanted to leave, more astonished when he saw the corner of Rangga's lips reddened.

"I'm in a hurry, there's work pending. Having seen you in good condition, I can already calm down. Live happily, yes." Rangga stroked Fitri's hair gently, so unwilling to leave, but how else, the woman had made her choice.

"Mas, did you have a fight with Mas Hendri?" ask Fitri curious.

Rangga smiled wryly. "You can guess it."

"But, don't think about it, it started with my mistake. So it is very natural that Hendri is angry. Give my peace regards to him. I hope one day he will forgive me willingly." He tried to keep smiling even though his heart was so agitated.

"So ... really want to go now? Don't want to eat first?" ask Fitri again.

Rangga. "Take care of yourself." Smiling, then turning around and leaving the house, Fitri followed him from behind to take him to the terrace.

"Have you?" ask Niko flat. Seeing the look on Rangga's face that was not excited, he did not demand any more answers, although without explanation, he understood what had happened.

"Damn it," said Rangga while elbowing Niko's body.

"Let me tell you. You guys be careful on the road, yeah." Fitri replied with a smile.

"Surely."

Fitri remained standing on the porch until the car the two men were driving in completely vanished from sight.

Slowly Fitri opened the door to Hendri's room and saw the man sitting pensively on the edge of the bed.

"Mas Hen, can I come in?" tanyanya asked for permission.

"Come in" replied Hendri.

"What's wrong with you, Mom?" he sat down next to Hendri.

"It's okay." The man turned his face away.

"Can you not ask me first about my problem and Rangga's?" door's fine. This time the mood was so shattered, there was no need for any discussion about the incident.

Fitri nodded in understanding. "I didn't mean to ask anything. I just want to say that Mas Niko sends you a greeting. He's sorry he didn't come to see you."

Hendri seemed silent, until in the end, he dropped his head on Fitri's shoulder, so weak there was no energy. He wanted to borrow the woman's shoulder for a moment to calm the mind that was raging in an uncertain direction.

Fitri looked pity on the man who had once been her husband, stroking Hendri's head gently and warmly, he did not expect the man to continue to show his firm side, to suppress his own inner self. That way, he feels useful because it can be a backup for Hendri when the man does not want to complain about his problems, he said, sometimes men do not need to continue to show the hard side that is actually a deep fragility in the heart.