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Days keep changing without us knowing, maybe because it is too happy to be in this mortal world, to not realize that every second of our time continues to decrease.
Currently Ayu is in the boutique, she is preparing to attend a birthday party invitation from Bian a few days ago.
" Ris, Mba leave now, please take care of Boutique yes, if there will be customers who want to meet with Mba, leave until tomorrow, or have them call Mba later tonight " Ayu gave direction to the assistant as well as his trusted person.
" Well Mba, be careful on the road" Riska said as she accompanied Ayu to walk to the exit.
All the boutique employees already know about Ayu and Radit's divorce, they are very angry and never thought that Ayu's marriage looks okay, it turns out the condition is on the edge.
They are also very concerned about the fate of Ayu who must be betrayed by her husband and best friend at once.
But all Ayu employees were more amazed at the attitude of his boss who was so tough facing all the trials of his life.
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Thirty-five minutes later, Ayu was already in front of the gate that looked sturdy and tall.
" Want to find who Mba is ?" a security guard knocked on Ayu's car door.
" Is this really Dr Ansel's house ?" ask Ayu.
" Well, this is one of the guests ?"
" Yes sir, this is an invitation from Bian "Ayu to give an invitation that he received a few days ago.
" Oh, please enter "The security guard immediately opened the gate, so that Ayu's car can enter.
" Ayu, you're up ?" Bu Nawang suddenly greeted him from behind.
" Oh, yes ma'am, I've also just arrived ?"
" Yes, there was a need for a while, so come here later "
The two of them chatted while walking together into the house.
Arriving in the backyard, it turns out there have been many dual people as well as children.
" Ayu, finally you came too, from earlier Bian has asked you to continue "
Elena - Mother of Bian, directly approached Ayu and Bu Nawang.
" Where is the boy now ?" oceh Elena while looking here and there, looking for the whereabouts of her son.
" Already, no papa Mba, maybe Bian is playing with his friend "prevent Ayu, when Elena will go looking for Bian.
" Oh yes, we join the other mothers " invite Elena to bring Ayu to a group of mothers who are sitting at the side of the park while watching their children who are playing.
" Ansel and Ezra where is El ? How come you didn't see it ?" ask Bu Nawang.
" They picked up Oma and her Opa Bian together Melati" Elena replied.
Mother Nawang just nodded her head.
About thirty minutes later Ansel and Ezra came in with a middle-aged pair and one teenager.
" Well, that's it they came up with "
Ayu, who was playing with Naura and Bian, looked at the scene before her.
" Ors, Opa...!" bian shouted, running towards the middle-aged pair beside Ansel.
" Grandson Opa "welcomed the middle-aged man while crouched down to welcome Bian's arrival.
" Come Ayu, I know my in-laws and my sister-in-law "
Ayu turned to Elena who was already standing beside her.
" I.iya "stammer Ayu.
" Pah, Mah, know this Ayu, Temen Elena" said Elena introduced Ayu to her two in-laws.
" Mother Assalamualaikum, Father, we meet again" said Ayu with a friendly smile. Even though the pain hit his heart again.
" Oh yeah, you ever give us a table, huh ?"
" At that time we had not yet met, Ms. Arumi and this is Ms. Lery's husband" said the middle-aged woman.
" Yes Ma'am, I'm Ayu "Ayu smiled, stretched out her hand kissed the middle-aged second hand. Slightly vibrates when in contact with a hand that looks still sturdy.
A glimpse of his childhood re-spinned in his head. Ayu closed her eyes, trying to erase her memory.
All of Ayu's movements were clearly visible to the two adult men nearby, while Melati just looked at Ayu with a cynical look.
" It's Melati's youngest daughter's mother, her sister Ansel "Bu Arumi introduced the teenager beside her.
Ayu nodded her smile very visibly at the forced, "Ayu." he said reaching out to Melati.
" Jasmine..!" his cynicism without welcoming Ayu's hand.
In his mind he kept asking.
" Is Mr Ansel Arsyl's sister? But if it's true why did the name change? Has he forgotten me too? If not, where is Arsyl now?" various questions were now piling up in his mind.
Sometimes he seems to steal a glance at Lery and Ansel with a longing gaze. Although it still implied the wound inside those beautiful eyes.
After the event was over, Ayu immediately asked for permission to go home. He could not bear the pain in his heart, seeing the happiness of the family, the family that had taken away his happiness and the mother.
I don't know why his heart feels hot like burning coals.
Ayu envied, Ayu envied being unable to feel that happiness.
He misses that happiness, the happiness of a family.
A long-lost happiness in his life...
A joy that incised a wound in his heart...
Happiness that he may not have believed in...
Happiness that looks close but feels far away for him...
Ayu can't even hope...
Ayu is too afraid to dream...
Pseudo-happiness that is too difficult to achieve...
The clear thread could no longer hold Ayu, Ayu sobbed in between driving a car, so it did not feel that the speed was increasing.
Occasionally Ayu presses the horn to warn other riders who are blocking his way.
Tears kept flowing down her cheeks.
I don't know where Ayu's current goal is, which he certainly just wants to calm his heart and mind.
The taste is back. Desperation and despair are beginning to emerge again.
Long gone, many years ago.
Forty-five minutes later, Ayu's car arrived at a building with a towering wall.
A luxury car that has been following Ayu seems to stop on the road.
The two eyebrows of the man in the car were tied.
" What is this place ?" murmured to himself.
" Find out where I'm sending you" he said on a phone call on his smartphone.
Meanwhile, Ayu walked quickly into a simple house.
" Hey, haven't you been playing here in a long time, kid?" an old woman who still looks fresh, welcomed Ayu's arrival.
Ayu rushed straight into the woman's arms.
" Hiks... " Ayu sobbed, his face he buried in the niche of the woman's neck.
" Why baby ?" the woman stretched out her arms, holding Ayu's face with both hands.
A puffy face with a nose as red as a tomato and eyes that imply a wound so deep.
The middle-aged woman knew that her adopted son was not well.
She hugged Ayu back tightly, letting the fragile body cry inside her arms.
Never had he seen Ayu as destroyed this other than when the mother left, a few years ago.
Being quiet...
She just kept quiet, listening to every sobbing that felt heartbreaking.
" What have you been through, son ? why are you like this ?" the old woman was full of questions.
Fifteen minutes later, Ayu's body was limp and collapsed in the woman's arms.
Ayu was unconscious, she was too tired to endure her pain alone...
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