Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Goodbye to Jakarta
After coming from the Old City, Khaira drove her car to the residence of her in-laws and parents. Khaira wants to say goodbye before she leaves for England tomorrow.
Both Khaira's parents and in-laws certainly supported Khaira's move, even though they also eventually let Khaira go with tears. On the one hand, Khaira was grateful that both her parents and in-laws gave her permission to Khaira.
The night before tomorrow, Khaira will leave for England to write a letter. A letter that he would not send to Radit, he would let the letter be in his room knowing one day Radit would come to this house. Even when Radit read this letter, it was likely that he had already arrived in a foreign country.
Khaira picked up a piece of paper and a pen. His fingers wrote the word into paragraph, saying goodbye even though they could not meet.
To: Mas Radit's
How are you, Mas?
Deep in my heart, I always wish you good health and happiness. When you find and read this letter I may no longer be here.
I remember the first word you said after our marriage that you proposed to me without love. Honestly, that word scratched deeply into my heart. There was one day I wanted to survive. There was also one day where I wanted to end all of this. However, the toughest day is when you have to fight and survive on your own.
I once asked you to turn me in and free me from this complicated loveless relationship, but you wouldn't turn me in and let this relationship get bleak every day. Other times, I just want you to be wiser. Fight for what you want, take responsibility for everything you do. Thank you, because even from you I learned what it is to learn, to fight, and to survive.
I learned to understand both of us. Learnt to know. Learn to accept your decision.
I struggle to live in a complicated, loveless world without a future.
I survive in loneliness and solitude that slowly becomes everyday.
Goodbye to Radit. Be happy with your choice.
Khairas.
With tears in her eyes Khaira wrote a letter that she left open on her desk. Not forgetting he left a picture frame of their wedding on the study table.
"You must be strong Khaira, the world is not over. The world is still turning. You've survived enough!" Khaira said to herself. His decision to leave the capital was already unanimous.
The next day, Khaira prepared to go to the airport. In particular, he asked his parents and in-laws not to take him to the airport. He said he would cry away from his family. Therefore, the whole family agreed not to take Khaira to the airport. However, her parents and in-laws will pick up Khaira when she finishes her studies later.
Khaira really went away with solitude, carrying wounds and sadness in her heart.
When he arrived at the airport, Khaira immediately checked in and put his suitcase into the trunk of the plane. He sat in the waiting room while waiting for the time to get on the plane.
Distance from Jakarta to Manchester City takes 8 hours flight to Abu Dhabi (Abu Dhabi International Airport) and transit for 3 hours, then proceed by plane to Manchester Airport with a distance of 7 hours drive.
When entering the plane and entering the take off time (plane take off) Khaira saw the view of the Capital from the air.
"Goodbye to Jakarta... Goodbye my first love. Destiny doesn't just come to you. At least, if you want to use the term destiny. What often happens is that the most dramatic moments happen by chance. Another term for destiny is time. My first love was always held back by what was called time. When I was a kid, I loved him but maybe it was monkey love. When we were grown up we were united in marriage, but in fact he doesn't remember me. It was even more painful when she said that she asked me without love and was unfaithful. Goodbye my first love. Goodbye, Radit." Khaira wrapped everything in her heart, so that no tears wet her cheeks.
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Meanwhile, Radit who has an extraordinary busyness towards the end of the year. As a person who is fully involved in the Internal Audit Working System (SKAI), many tasks carried out by Radit ranging from being responsible to the President Director, giving periodic reports to the President Director and the Board of Directors, including, make analysis and assessment in finance, accounting, operations, and other activities that must be audited.
Because of the extraordinary busyness of Radit several times to have to stay at the office. In addition, his condition had dropped due to a very high workload that made him have to enter several days to get treatment in the hospital because of fatigue and dehydration experienced.
The extraordinary busyness did make Radit focus on his work. Currently struggling with a laptop and a row of tables on his laptop screen suddenly Dimas came to him and told Radit something.
"Bro, you're not the same as Khaira?"
Hearing Dimas pronounce Khaira's name, he distracts Radit instantly.
"Yes, what's wrong with Khaira?"
Dimas scrolled his phone screen and showed Khaira's Instagram status with a photo of a plane ticket and passport. "Khaira's gone huh? Why didn't he tell me he had already graduated?"
Radit immediately panicked, his hand immediately grabbed Dimas's phone, and his eyes widened to see Khaira's social media status.
"Lo why Bro, how do you seem to panic anyway?" asked Dimas who saw the panic on Radit's face.
"You went Khai? You leave without impressions and messages. Not even saying goodbye to me. Graduation you didn't tell me, Khai. Why are you going so far now, Khai?" radit in his heart.
Dimas took his phone back from Radit's hand. "Why do you Bro? If you get sick just go home, do not let the hospitalization again like a few days ago."
"No... I am healthy. I'm a little surprised, I only last month he just passed the thesis hearing now suddenly the status update has gone."
"Yes, suddenly your face is sweating. I was afraid to fall again. Inpatient abis cook should be hospitalized again."
When Dimas had returned to his desk. Radit started thinking about Khaira. "Be careful Khai, I'm sorry if all this time just hurt you...."
There will always be regrets, after losing something that we have wasted.
Regret is to realize that the time that has passed cannot be repeated.