SECOND TIME - LOVE IN CASTE
8. HAPPY WEDDING'S
Today is the wedding day of the man I dated for three years.
Our love foundered because of caste differences. The sweet promises that once came out of his mouth just disappeared.
I was determined in my heart that I would not remember what we had been through.
My mind is a little divided, it is natural. Several times I was like a dazed person and had to ask my boss for a re-explanation.
"Nar, you okay? I noticed that your focus was gone! Hey.. focus! focus up!"
mbak Nana tapped her finger on my desk.
"Sorry, Ma'am. I have a little problem" I replied with a guilty look. I really can't be professional this time. I was too late in a sadness that had no benefit.
"News! Not in the sniffles! Think of me as your brother" he said firmly. He said so knowing that I came from the village and lived alone here.
"Personal issue, Ma'am. Hehe."
Although I chuckle, but I feel bland. I can guess that my face must also be flat.
Ma'am Nana wastes her breath rough. I feel a little guilty. If I wanted to be successful, I shouldn't have brought personal problems to work.
"I'm sorry, Ma'am. I'll focus!" I said firmly while opening the file that was just asked to be repaired.
Maybe because of annoyance, Mbak Nana just passed into his room.
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After work, after dinner, I lay in my bed and logged into my social media account. I was curious to see that handsome man today as well. Is he getting handsome his bridal suit?
Our relationship which
not short of course known to many people, Leonard's friends
know it and even had a few times I was invited to hang out. I know some of his friends, though not familiar.
Today, on Leonard's wedding day, many of his friends posted congratulations to him on social media. Some of them wondered about the bride
the woman. Someone even mentioned my account.
I try to ignore it.
Some of my peers who are Sovia's heroes also appear, memtion
my account and say I've fantasized about heights.
They are like people who lack work. I still ignore it. It is enough that I have to be rebuked today for my turmoil that makes my concentration fade. Do not want to waste energy anymore because they have to serve those who deliberately want to make fun of me in this virtual world crowd.
Before I log out, I want to see once again that guy. I zoomed in on the photo and looked at it closely and stroked her handsome face.
Whether I was too sick or something, I could see his sad gaze. She's like
the person who is forced. I'm sad to see it that way.
For the first and last time. I intend to silence everyone's mouth and want to break his fingers that are still typing my account name. After I thought I should say congratulations too.
"Happy Wedding to
Leonard & Sovia, good luck and forever.
To everyone who knows about us, stop wondering why this is not the one
that, 'we are done before this wedding party' gays. So, if you guys want to know how
my feelings, honestly I'm sad, sad
not because he was married but sad because our destiny was not what we were
want. So gaiss congratulate him without bringing my name. Again Happy
Wedding to both of you. Leonard and Sovia."
Updated
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This morning the present-day hitler had already shown his fangs before I even sat in my chair.
"You're late five minutes!" His five left fingers were raised and his face was completely flat.
"Sorry, Ma'am!"
Just this time, my dumel was in my heart as I lowered my head by showing my guilty look.
"You've been crying?" suddenly tanyanya.
You're a psychic mbak?
in my heart, I hurriedly opened the bag and picked up the small mirror from
in bag. What the hell! This morning was not very gini-gini eye feeling, but,
how now kayak run out in the thumpin ten people.
"Little, Ma'am," I replied while showing off my teeth.
"Decided?" guess it
I answered lightly and shot directly
uproarious. Is anything funny? I'm not joking around.
"Job's right, so people used to be dating again!" he said as it passed.
What the hell does that mean? So the old man? Am I the one who is not a person now? A monkey?
"I'm not a monkey!" I cried at him who almost disappeared at the door of his room.
"Work there!" he said he again flicked his hand and shut the door tight, Hitler.
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There's time for Nana
who lived a little, I was taught many things including driving, and today is the third day we learned. I study at my lunch hour. And, here I am, I was able to drive myself even though it was still very slow. Absolutely incredible, Ma'am Nana, can be all coy. Anyway I should be like him
even if it could have to exceed him. Vibrancy...
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I just looked at my phone
which is ringing. Read once again the name that is calling me. My eyes
not belo yet, right?
Doubtful, I finally answered her call.
"City ..."
"....."
"Hallo.." I said again.
"...."
"You don't want to talk, I'm closing well, I'm working."
It's four o'clock in the afternoon, I'm a little relaxed because my job is done.
"Deck ..." A soft voice sounded when I intended to disconnect the call. I finally fell silent for a moment to calm my heartbeat.
"....Yes "my answer was soft after a few moments of silence. I honestly miss her voice let alone her, but I realize it's not appropriate for me
misses other people's men.
"Don't apologize." Hadeh bambang, not yet this Eid apologizes mulu.
"Elebaran is still a long time," I said crisply. Intending to eliminate awkwardness, even bland.
"Abang,, Brother can not escape you, Dek." sibambang.
"Yes, obviously he can't, wong sekampung, later also if I'm going back to meet, right?" reply cuek. In my heart I replied, "I can't either."
This act of me pretending to be relaxed and tough is good, right? Can you come to the casting?
"I mean brother-"
"That's not good Bang, it's not fair with your wife" I said firmly. It is not good to serve the turmoil of men.
"We're done well, so you should start living well, your household
what you just started this you must sterilize from your memories the same
I used to, kasian binimu ntar!" I answered smart when I was almost too
crying to hear his own voice. He's like a depressed person.
"Have you forgotten Brother?" As if people lost hope.
"I don't forget, no matter how my first boyfriend brother, the guy who taught me a lot of things, support me so I can be successful, so I won't forget Bang, Bang, but I don't want to be in your household, so I'm going to get over our old feelings, you should too!"
Silence, no answer from across.
"Thank you for supporting me, thank you for what I was yesterday, thanks for not being shy about showing me off to your friends at that time, but we are not a match. Now I also ask my brother to pray for me so that I can succeed. So that I can remember to continue to support my brother," I continued to break the silence.
"Later, one day if I go home, do not hesitate to nyapa, we do not turn into strangers, let's be friends like a whole person without any frills of feelings of love," I continued. I dominated our conversation this time.
"But you can't!"
"It has to be slow, slow down!" (Auto wants to sing his song Tantri)
"Abang-"
Not done talking, yet,
suddenly there was a vague female voice, the bin for sure.
"Yna shut up, Bang! Once again happy."
I disconnected the call immediately. I don't want to be misunderstood by his son. And I
don't want to be accused by the actor later.