The Charm of Love Amartha
When the Past and Future Meet
"Where are you, my mom? i'm..." Amartha was confused as to what she should answer, she felt it was very inappropriate to accept her ex-husband's gift.
"I'm just asking you to take this, Ta..." Kenan offered a card whose value was fantastic. Amartha worried about taking the card in front of him.
"You, huh? please..." Kenan again pleaded.
"Alright, Mas .. I received this card, thank you," said Amartha who had not had time to open the small book isis under the card, he did not see the nominal listed there.
"The password is the date and month of your birthday," said Kenan, smiling, for some reason his heart was so happy when Amartha would accept this gift.
"I hope you will find your happiness, Mas.." said Amartha sincerely.
"I don't know whether or not, the important thing is that you can live happily, forgive everything I've done and everything that's happened, if we fail to be husband and wife, maybe we can still be brothers or friends" said Kenan who was greeted with a sweet smile from Amartha.
"Take Satya join, we have lunch together," continued the man tried to be firm and sincerely accept the separation between himself and Amartha.
"OK, wait..." Amartha put the card and bankbook Kenan gave her into her bag before she got out of her seat and walked over to her husband.
Kenan exhaled slowly, it turns out that this sick saw our loved ones already belong to others. Kenan immediately neutralized the look on his face, he again acted cold to cover up his jealous feelings to see a married couple sitting in front of him.
That afternoon they enjoyed lunch together, although there was a bit of awkwardness and jealousy, but that was life. The world revolves without our control, we must rise even though we fall and fall many times.
Kenan is not yet fully healed from his wounds, but with this small step he hopes to live a better tomorrow. The man did not want to take care of his heart, he just lived it like water looking for its mouth.
Satya realizes that there was a man who was first present in his wife's life, someone who once offered love and also wounds to the woman who now belongs to him, it is the responsibility of the world and the Hereafter.
After finishing their lunch where the past and future meet each other, Amartha and Satya now walk towards the car parked in the courtyard of the restaurant. As Kenan sees Amartha and Satya walking hand in hand with the fingers of the interlocking brand, the man then chooses to turn and get into his car.
Satya opened the door for his wife, he walked around and then entered and sat in the wheel of his wheel, slowly Satya's car left the restaurant.
"Mass?" Amartha turned to her husband who was focusing on the streets.
"Yes ... Why, honey?" satya said as she stepped on the gas pedal.
"Ehm, don't you get angry, okay?" amartha hesitated.
"Why, Honey? when was I angry with you?" satya the king of the sheep.
"Ear! when you find carnations on the living room table," said Amartha with matabyang memicing towards Satya who even chuckled.
"What time?" Satya still did not want to admit his wife's words.
"Yes, .. don't say!" said Amartha who rolled his eyes off guard with the attitude of Satya who likes to forget to remember.
"Oh, which time you lambered back to me huh? we're better off with ahem-ahem, aren't we?" Satya even teased Amartha with her typical whimper that made Amartha want to reach the man's waist, if only Satya was not driving, surely Amartha would tickle and strap her husband's waist.
"It can be as detailed as that, eh..." Amartha clucked in annoyance at Satya's reply.
"Why? what were you talking about, honey?" satya said softly, after being satisfied to tease his wife who he thought was very adorable.
"Ehm, Mas Kenan gave me this, Mas..." Amartha repeated his last words.
"Continue?" Satya glanced at Amartha at the glance who was already sober.
"Yes, I'm not afraid..." Amartha only glanced while his gaze was straight ahead.
"I'm sorry, sorry, I'm driving this thing, sorry?" satya said, who pulled the car over. Then Satya was anxious to see his wife who was so much unclear, because she felt not heard by Satya.
"Don't manyun-manyun ntar I enchun loh," said the man who then chuckled.
"Yes, yes, how is it, dear...? what were you talking about?" Satya looked at his wife sitting next to him.
"So? Not angry?" amartha said, turning to the man who tapped a finger on his chin.
"Why should you be angry? that's your right, Yank .. It's okay, anyways Kenan must have been relieved because he has removed one of the burdens in his heart, it's okay..." satya said as her left hand gently rubbed Amartha's cheek.
"We're going to the office, right? there's an important file that I have to sign, that's why we go straight home" Satya said before stepping on the accelerator.
"Okay, boss!" exciting Amartha.
Elsewhere, there was a man who was talking to the sister of his friend.
"Hello, Sha?" said a man across the phone, he tried to be as friendly as possible.
"What's up, brother?" said the girl who happened to be rolling around in her room.
"You know Satya's wife's phone number?" ask the person who made the receiver frown.
"What does Amartha mean?" the girl explained the man's question. He who had been lying down, then sat while rubbing his eyes entangled with drowsiness.
"Yes, Amartha. You got the number?" said the man again.
"Have it, what does it take to be with Amartha?" instead of directly telling, the girl instead asked more details for what to ask for her sister-in-law's number.
"When I had met Satya in her apartment, hmm .. There was something I was left behind, I wanted to take it," said the man looking for an excuse that would not have made the girl suspicious.
"There is a phone call for Satya." said the girl who made the caller exhale, trying to be more patient with the chatty girl who kept asking.
"I've been on the phone a few times but I haven't been picked up" said a man who was still trying to get his wife's number from a friend.
"Yes undaunted, I find the contact first, I will send it later," said the girl who immediately turned off her phone connection.
Moments later, a chat came in from the girl who had just received her call. The girl sent a contact named Amartha. The man grinned when he got what he wanted.
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