The Second Woman's Regret

The Second Woman's Regret
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"Aren't you okay, baby?" Aunt Sonia was very attentive, she immediately patted my back to let her cough stop. Her treatment really made me feel comfortable, like a mother to her daughter. An attitude I never had before from my mother or anyone else. Suddenly my heart was warm, I was happy but also sad.


I should how?


"Darling, is it comfortable?" Aunt Sonia is still worried. He even offered me a drink and softened my shoulder. Getting that kind of attention made her comfortable and honest I started to wish I could be part of the Nice family.


"Alhamdulillah has improved Aunt." I forced a smile.


"You don't like Ra with what Mama says?" ask the Good.


"Huh, no, not so mas," I dodged, confused as to what to say. To be honest I do not have any feelings for the Good mas, anyways how can I like it while the wounds of my heart have not healed even though in my heart there is no Andre Winata. How could I possibly start a new story, especially with a man who was openly liked by my sister and supported by my mother. But I also hope to get the affection that Aunt Sonia gave me just now.


"Ra, be honest. Its alright. Whatever your answer will not change my attitude to you" said Mas Bagus.


"Mas ... Aunt, I was sorry earlier. But, is it appropriate for me to reciprocate the feelings of someone who is even like heaven and earth with me. I am now a girl who is full of disability, once recorded married although it can be canceled. But still, I have a lot of shortcomings that will embarrass the family mas Bagus later." I said.


"Don't talk like that son, for Auntie, Tira is still a kind girl who deserves to be a dream daughter-in-law. Aunt has long been waiting for him. So that later Tira will be paired with Mas Bagus." Sonia Aunty.


Hearing that my heart melted, but also worried. So much hope of getting that kind of affection, I have long been craving. If it is a matter of love, can it not grow over time. But the obstacle is heavy. My sister and my own mother.


"Tira, answer me." Pinta mas Bagus's.


"Truly I am very moved to be proposed like this, let alone will get a candidate-in-law as good as Aunt Sonia. But whatever the power, the obstacles I will never be able to face." I said, lowering my head.


"Why Tira? Is it because of Dila?" mas Nice looked agitated.


"not mas. It's heavier. It was Ciya, my own sister. Mas know no, togetherness for some time this makes the seeds of love grow in his heart. Previously he had asked me if there was a relationship with mas Bagus. Because I know myself, I argue. After that Ciya ventured to declare that he loves mas, he hopes to be a companion for life and mother has also approved." I said


"Ciya? But ... Tira, but I don't like Ciya. I just think of her as a little sister. I'm close to him because he's your brother." Said mas Bagus.


"But Ciya was hoping for more and as her brother I couldn't make her heart break either. At this time my mother is still very angry with me, if I ignore Ciya's expectations, then she will also be angry because her mother's blessing already has." I'm explaining..Including my inability to conflict with my own brother, especially just because of male problems.


Mas Bagus was still worried, fortunately his mother understood.. Again, I hope I get in-laws like Aunt Sonia.


"But I can't if I have to turn to Ciya. To me he is just a little brother." insisted mas Nice again. "Two times I was rejected. Are we really not going to be able to fight?" the man looked at me expectantly. I was so nervous about that look.


"I'm sorry, ma'am." I said.


We closed the night with a bad feeling. But both can accept the decision with a chest. Sometimes, for matters of the heart, there are times when we have to sacrifice for others for the sake of family relationships so that there is no conflict.


***


Unfortunately, I was really impressed by the kindness of Aunt Sonia and of course the Good mas which is so legowo. Their attitude made me even think of Mas Bagus and without being able to stop, I even fell in love since parting at the restaurant earlier. As a result, sleep tonight is so restless. I even hope that God presents another man in Ciya's life so that he can move to another heart.


[How, brother has delivered my message to mas Bagus?] a message from Ciya.


I didn't reply. It's getting even more upset.


[Sister, I really hope that I will be with a good mas. Maybe this is how our family's honor can rise again. Ciya sure brother can petrify because brother knows well with mas Bagus. So please help Ciya yes brother.] Pinta Ciya.


I decided to turn off the phone. Fancifully thinking about my future. yesterday God presented a bad man in my life, he destroyed me until I lost a lot of things including family and work. Now the Lord presents a good man in my opinion, but I face my mother and sister instead.


Is it okay that Good is my true soul mate? But I can't hurt my own brother's feelings.


The night was getting late, I really couldn't close my eyes. I keep thinking about all that. I feel like all this is unfair to me.


Before my mind went anywhere, I decided to pray and teach. I decided to worship in order to get guidance from God. I don't want to feel like I failed like before.


***


The alarm from the alarm clock woke me up. I who fell asleep on the prayer mat immediately rose and turned on HP, before long many incoming messages, one of them from mother. I who was originally sleepy was immediately awake.


[You know mom is still very hurt over what you're doing. Whatever the reason, I can't accept it. You completely destroyed our family's self-esteem. There is only one way to raise the dignity of our Family, which is if Ciya married with Bagus. He is a good man and comes from a respectable family, if they marry then we will be respected again. All of that can happen if you can help Ciya. This time suppose mother begs you Ra, please help Ciya. If you succeed, mother will forgive you.] Mother's message.


I swallowed reading it. If you know, I'm also now starting to like mas Bagus, if he knows, can you let the mas Bagus be mine?