The Shackles of Love are Lying
The Soluble Taste

"Sorry, Mom." Sheza hastily told her husband to apologize. So that there is no misunderstanding between them.

But alas, Najib has witnessed the gaze of his wife who is full of revenge and longing for a man who he knows has made Sheza slumped.

is it wrong if he becomes indifferent, no matter how much more responding to his apology.

This made Sheza misbehave and she began to feel depressed. And become uncomfortable again enjoying dinner together. He wanted to leave, avoiding Najib's self-defeating indifference that left him tormented.

He was wrong. He should not look at the man in front of him with feelings, especially by evoking memories between them, even with silence. It offended her husband.

There are things that cannot be denied if he is very upset at this time. The shadow of the past, just flashed in his mind. about their beautiful story, Even the heart in his chest had the same shakes as back then, when they were still together.

But this is wrong, he shouldn't have kept that feeling, there are other men who really care about him. When he felt alone, he was always there to accompany him. When she cried, she was always ready to wipe her tears. When he is fragile, he is always ready to support it. Even his two shoulders were always ready to lean when he slumped. What is less? everything has been perfect.

One less, that he could not escape the hope of loving her always. It should be happy, but why does it make him tormented.

Lord, why my sins are piling up on him. Should I get her sorry?

I am very happy to welcome his love at this time. Why did you bring him again. He made me sick, even the pain is still felt today.

I doubted myself, to be able to hold on to my hopes of starting a new one. Something we've been looking for and missing all this time. The real bond.

"So, I went to the car first" he said hesitantly, hoping Najib would see him. It's a shame what was expected didn't happen. Najib is still with the same attitude. Either he didn't care, or he didn't hear. To be sure from the look in his eyes, looks sad, like storing a burden. Could he be angry or just jealous?

"Mas." Sheza tried to call him once again, calling Najib's attention to whether he could leave or not.

"Yes." Yeah." His voice was very slow and with heavy breathing. But it's okay, it makes Sheza relieved.

He got up and saluted his guests to say goodbye.

"Sorry Mr. Pheza, I'm out first,"

"Oh, what a pity Mrs Najib. I like your thinking. But it's okay. Thanks for the input. God willing, this will be the basis of our cooperation. Let's get typed in with my assistant, we'll both sign. That's right, Mr. Najib."

Najib nodded and smiled.

"What's Iza I'm with you guys, Mas?"

"Iza go with mom first yeah ....?

The girl nodded, grabbing Sheza's hand lazily.

"Thank you, dear" Najib said later.

Although it is just a small talk by calling him 'honey', but it is enough to make his mind a little treated. His steps became light. She felt very valuable in front of her husband's co-workers.

He stepped back, leaving the meeting place with the hands of Iza, whose path was now unstable again, occasionally his head nodded unconsciously, sometimes even stopping alone for a moment. But I don't know why Sheza doesn't want to carry her. Maybe he was too busy with himself to understand that the little girl needed a backrest to lay her head rather than having to walk while sleepy like this, or because she did not know how.🤔🤔🙈

"Iza, hold on a second. That's the car." That was all he could say while refraining from murmuring, accompanying the steps of Iza who began to limp.

Fortunately Iza was not fussy, following her mother's steps like helplessly. The heart, mind and mind are not on the same path. Wandering alone, according to their own wishes.

Arriving at the car, he immediately laid Iza's body on the middle bench. Soon, Iza's eyes were perfectly closed leaving the beautiful mayapadya decorated with moon and flickering stars in the sky at night. The soul has perfectly crossed over into a dream realm that is not eternal.

For a moment Sheza leaned her back beside Iza. Occasionally rubbed his face with his hands with a slow breath. He mumbled deeply inwardly,

"Antony, why are we meeting again. When I realized that there was genuine love for me. You can't just disappear, in the real world or in this wishful thinking. So that I can take on new things with Brother whose affection never ends for me."

"A moment ago I had faith, I would be able to reclaim my sister from that woman. But now why is there any doubt in me, whether I still have the confidence to fight for that by being present before me at this moment."

"But I still doubt whether you still think of me like I think of you, or even that you're with another woman."

"If so, how unfortunate is my fate. Waiting for someone inappropriate to look forward to. Letting go of someone who means a lot, and now has to fight for myself to reclaim what I should have. What a terrible fate I have."

"The body can be silent, the eyes can be closed, but this soul can not be calm. Actually what do you want Shezaaa ..." His inner screams cursed at his soul that was easily swayed.

There is nothing wrong with the air in this car, proof Iza can sleep well. Why does it seem like he has trouble breathing.

He immediately opened the door, staring at the colorless realm. Faded in the darkness of the night.

He tried to take off the breath that had been held in the chest with berahan, while stepping his feet towards the water gleaming from the artificial river in this small park.

Long time he enjoyed the sound of the water to the point that no longer cared about the cold of the night wind that began to blow, carrying dew that began to fall, sweeping the increasingly sad face.