
Time too soon. Marshall and Zee have been separated for two years. Since his breakup with Zee, Marshall no longer seeks Zee's replacement as a moor. He remains focused on his education.
Actually, many women approached him, especially in his campus. Dozens of women have expressed their affection for Marshall, but Marshall has always rejected him. In his heart is still engraved the name Zee and Marshall still hopes to meet again with him.
After college, Marshall, Dhika, Jojo, Sigit and Byan were in a cafe not far from the campus.
" So you want a vacation to your bokap village?" Cetus Sigit.
"Yep, right. There, in my bokap village there is a very cool tourist spot," said Byan.
" What tourist attractions, really?" Ask Dhika while sucking her drinking water.
"There's a Curug and there's more. I forgot the name of the tourist spot, but it is clearly a natural tourist. Do you want to take a vacation?" Byan looked at his four best friends in turn.
"Gue loves nature. But really cool is the place?" Ask Dhika to Byan.
"That's not to be asked. I'm sure you'll like it."
"OKAY. That's why I'm coming," Dhika said.
"What if you three were?"
"I'm coming along. Think of it as self-reflecting and indeed I have not been on vacation to such a place for a long time" replied Marshall.
"If I can't come" said Jojo.
"If you are, Git?"
"Follow it."
"Good, later we will stay at my villa bokap."
Marshall, Dhika and Sigit agreed to take a vacation to his father's hometown Byan.
*
The day that awaited arrived, where Marshall, Dhika and Sigit will take a vacation in his father's hometown Byan.
The journey to his papa Byan village is about four hours. Marshall and the others arrive during the day and Marshall, Dhika and Sigit are taken straight to the villa.
Marshall likes this village, because the air is still cool and certainly still beautiful. Unlike in metropolitan cities, which are full of frenzy and pollution.
"This is your room" said his father Byan, addressing the room to be occupied by Marshall, Dhika and Sigit.
" Yes, Om." Answer Sigit.
Marshall put his bag on the bed, then stepped onto the balcony to see the surroundings. He looked at the village from the balcony. The air was cool, making him comfortable standing there.
He recalls himself with Zee who had no idea where he was. Marshall sighed, the longing was mounting but whatever the force, he could no longer meet her. The woman who had broken her heart.
Marshall called Zee once, but it turned out his number wasn't active. Zee actually left himself with a million deep sorrows.
"Zeez... I miss you so much. Do you miss me too" said Marshall and lowered his head. Implied pain in his heart.
"Shall, we're gonna have lunch first" continued Byan on the doorstep.
"OK...."
After lunch, Marshall, Byan, Sigit and Dhika sit by the pool playing guitar.
Everyone seemed to enjoy the atmosphere of the villa. Singing and joking.
"Eh, Yan. When do we go to the Curug you mentioned," said Dhika who was impatient to play water in the Curug.
"Tomorrow. Now it looks cloudy and does not allow to go to Curug."
"But the place is far away?" Marshall asked while drinking iced oranges.
"No. Just passing through one village from here" continued Byan.
"Later in the afternoon we take a walk, I want to know the area here," Sigit said.
In accordance with his plan. The four of them walked around the neighborhood. They walk on foot while joking.
Marshall and his friends stop at the stall and buy drinks.
"Crazy girls here are beautiful, yes" said Dhika the playboy cap lizard.
"You ma'am, every look at a girl would say she's beautiful. You playboy frog, "Sigit sneered with a laugh.
Until a woman holding a one-year-old child passed by in front of them.
"Shall, it's not... Zee!" Said Sigit menoel Marshall's arm who was paying for his drink.
"Where?"
"That, that's carrying a child," pointed Sigit .
Marshall scrunched his forehead to see the person pointed at by Sigit. Marshall was not sure if the one pointed at by Sigit was Zee. Moreover, he only saw his back body.
"Are you sure of that, Zee?" Ask Marshall.
"Yes... That's Zee. How could I have seen it wrong." Sigit convinced Marshall that what he saw was indeed Zee.
Marshall keeps his eyes on the woman, wondering if what Sigit saw was true if it was Zee.
"If you don't believe it, we follow him" Sigit continued.
"What if he's not, Zee." Marshall's still not sure if it's Zee.
"Eat him, let's prove it ourselves. It's not true that he's Zee, but I'm sure he's Zee."
"It's been... Just mending us proof. It's true that he is Zee" said Byan.
"alright. Let's go with the girl" replied Marshall.
Marshall and the others followed Zee's lead. Until Zee stops at the house that does not know whose house Zee came to.
Marshall keeps looking at Zee from behind the guava tree and makes sure she's really Zee or not. Until a man came and called her.
"Sir...." Call the guy to Zee.
The man smiled at Zee and Zee shook the man's hand. Marshall was really stunned, what he saw was indeed Zee.
"Ouch... Papa's son is handsome apparently," as always the man.
Marshall was stifled to hear the words of the man, who said he was papa from the boy in Zee's arms. Moreover, Marshall saw the face of Zee who smiled warmly to the man.
Her world crumbled for a moment, seeing Zee with the man who claimed to be the father of the child who was carrying Zee. The hopes he had dreamed of were just destroyed.
Is it possible that Zee is married and has a child?.
Her heart was sorely watching the warmth between Zee and the man.
"Let's go in" the man asked Zee.
Zee and the man entered the house and closed the door.
Marshall immediately bowed sadly, his tears had already piled up in his eye sashes.
"Patience is...." Sigit patted Marshall on the back. He knows how Marshall feels and how sad Marshall was when he lost Zee.
"You don't be sad. Who knew that man was not her husband Zee" said Byan.
"That's a hell of a whim, Shall. Just because of the girls, you are so fragile" said Dhika.
Sigit punched Dhika's arm. "You know nothing, it is better to be silent" Sigit said.
Marshall left with a million sorrows in his heart. Now he really has no hope of having Zee anymore.