The Love I Don't Miss
Part 7 (Eye Injury)

If Naura comes home from the mall with Zio on four wheels. So in contrast to Zio's second wife, Calina put her two wheels on alone. The night wind. Letting other vehicle pollution touch his skin.

Because the direction of the house is different, Calina and Mereen separated from the direction a few meters ago.

Calina turned her motor to the left, entering a gas station to refuel it. He stopped right in the line of several motorcycles that were queuing up. There are six bikes in front, which makes him still at home waiting for the queue while sitting on the bike.

A few minutes later, a white Toyota Yaris was seen entering the same gas station. Calina turned to the right, where the car entered a special four-wheel pump. There was only one car that was refueled. The white car had to wait a moment.

Calina's heart shook, she knew whose white car belonged to her. He memorized the license plate of the car.

The glass of the car was lowered as it was about to enter the red painted floor, faintly Calina could see if the two people inside were joking.

He looked at his husband's first wife. His life seemed so happy and perfect. A good job, good spending money, also got the whole love that her husband gave her.

If it is not in hold, it is possible that tears will fall so from his eye patch. Show the world that the owner is not doing well.

Naura was in an air-conditioned car, without having to be exposed to wind and dust, without having to tire of driving herself. Because there is a man who is loyal and patient to take wherever he goes. Someone was talking along the way.

Calina looked at herself, saw her bike as she pushed it forward. Because the queue started to run. His heart feels sliced. It was a situation he had never expected before.

She is also the wife of the same man. Wife of a car man driving for his first wife. The man who spread a smile at the woman who was currently beside him.

Why is his fate so different?

She was never admitted, she was never introduced to her husband's friends. He was also never greeted with tenderness. He was never even invited to board the car, other than to go home and go to their hometown. As a formality to look harmonious in the eyes of their parents.

Calina let out a long sigh, her eyes unable to see the difference in fate so much different.

He also looked dreamy, because he did not want to see the white car anymore. He just stared blankly ahead. Wish the car was gone soon, and the queue in front of him was also quickly completed.

His heart is getting fragile. The hearts are scattered bit by bit. I don't know when the heart will survive. Whether until when the eyes were able to see his first husband and wife happy with a marriage bond, he was suffering with a marriage bond by the same man.

Get Calina to refuel. He got off his bike, to open the bike seat.

"50 grand yes, Mas!" calina told the pump operator.

"Ready!" answer the operator.

Already do not want to look at the special pump four wheels, but in fact Calina's eyes still get there. Coinciding with Zio who was standing next to his car the back. Waiting for the tank to fill up.

Zio's instincts worked when he felt that someone was watching him from the left side, until finally the two eyes met.

Calina's heart aches even more, because the moment their highlight meets for a few seconds. Zio's expression was like someone who didn't know each other. Flat and impressed.

Calina let out a disappointed sigh, then cast a glance in the other direction. He again realized, that he was just a wife who was not considered, and not expected.

Melting already Calina's dream, the handsome man never saw her again. After Calina looked away, Zio did the same. And get in the car immediately when the operator closes the lid of his car tank.

Along with that, Calina was done. Fast - fast he drove his motorbike, leaving the gas station at full speed. Crossed a few meters in front of Zio's car.

Naura did not see as Calina passed by. The woman was focusing on her mobile phone while waiting for her husband to return the car.

Unlike Naura, Zio saw Calina passing by. He also looked at Naura. There was a bit of pity for Calina. But his sense of indifference was still much greater.

Zio drove off his car, left the gas station, as the night wore on. But the city streets are still pretty crowded. Make the vehicle can not go fast.

In the middle of the traffic jam, the red light is still 100 meters ahead. But Calina's bike had to stop. So many vehicles waiting for the lights to turn green.

"Mbak, the tires are deflated!" the sound of someone behind Calina made Calina realize that the air in her tires was starting to decrease.

"Eh, yes, sir!" calina replied.

In the middle of the crowd of vehicles that the road is creeping, Calina down from the motorbike. Waving his left hand, asking the vehicle behind him to reduce speed, or stop. So that he can pull over.

Calina managed to pull over, she parked the motorbike on the side of the road. He checked the tire that started to deflate.

"Oh my God, where's the night tire patch?" murmured Calina Celingak - celinguk.

Only the food vendors are there. While the repair shop or tire patch, it is not visible.

Sighing heavily, "It's not just my heart that has to fight, my shoulders must also be strong to deal with something like this!" he continued to babble himself.

The housing distance is still less than 3 kilo meters. Not to mention having to enter the housing complex approximately 1 kilo meter. Should he push that far? But there is no other way but to push the motor home.

Wanting to not want to, able to not be able to, finally Calina pushed her motorcycle alone. He took off the jacket that would make him sultry, leaving behind the work clothes that he was wearing. Step by step the motor made it through the red light.

Tired and tired, he was alone. Call who to ask for help in this city.

Mereen's? she is female and the opposite direction, her house is further away than her house. There's no way I'm gonna ask Mereen to help him.

Other than Mereen, she only had a husband in this city. It's just a husband who never thought it existed. So how could a husband like that help her.

Tiredness, and a little shame began to be felt. Because some people pass by, all just see themselves in distress. Some of them may want to help, but they are hesitant. Or maybe they just want to know why the bike he pushed.

Without tears just dripping. Slipping free. Reflex he removed quickly. It was a shame to cry on the streets. Even if in the study, not because it pushes the motor that makes him cry.

Unless she has a husband, someone should help her at this time, right?

' You must be strong, Calina! you've been tough since you were a kid! Let what they say! '

Calina tried to encourage herself.

Without her knowing, her husband's car was in the line of vehicles that were driving on the road.

Zio, the man saw someone pushing the motor a few meters ahead there.

"It's so late this night that the tires are leaking, where are the women again!" muttered Zio without knowing if it was his second wife.

"Who?" sahut Naura's.

"That!" Zio pointed with a direction of his chin.

"Oh my God, may there be a biker who is willing to help push him" Naura said sincerely.

Naura doesn't know if it's Calina. Because their distance was blocked by the motor - the motor on the left side.

"You're right, honey!" zio focused back on the front.

When it was past Calina who pushed the motor, Zio accidentally turned his head to the rearview on the left side. At that time the spy showed who the woman who pushed her motorcycle by still wearing her helmet.

' Calina! ' inner Zio sharpened his gaze.

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