The Steel-Cared Rose
Love is a Verb

Loving a fragile woman. It requires its own art. It is like an abstract or expressionist painting. It must be understood from the perspective that paints. If you want to enjoy or understand it.

A broken marriage. Career and character destroyed. Of course it is not easy if you have to establish relationships and new life.

Some people think starting a new life is happiness. As for Sinta starting a new life is a must not only to survive but also maintain her sanity and mental health.

"I can't give you anything. I'm useless." Mata Sinta.

"I want to nurse, care for and care for you. Not wanting to use or use you. I don't need anything from you. I just want you to be able to continue your life in peace. Spend the rest of your life with me. Forgetting your past."

"I feel guilty for Dean. As long as we're married. I don't want to serve him at all."

Dylan clasped Sinta's hand and smoothed it on her cheek.

"Love cannot be forced. Maybe you don't love him. You're trying to love her. But love is a feeling. It cannot be forced other than to be accepted for what it is."

"Am I going to do the same to you? What if it's my fault? Could I be a frigid woman?"

"Don't think too hard. Especially until it makes you confused. Love will find its own way."

Sinta looked at Dylan's face with worry. In the midst of the chaos and destruction of his life. Dylan offered to start a new life.

"Didn't you feel used to being loved?"

"If you see how flowers and bees symbiosis each other. Or you see how the sun shines on the earth without getting anything in return. You will know that everything is not just looking at its benefits but its benefits. If you marry you, you can start your new life and make your life good and positive. Why do you have to ask why the sun will shine on the earth without getting anything from the earth in return?"

"I just feel like it's all unfair if I don't return your kindness."

"I love you so that you must repay my love. That's if you can do it, but if not. We'll think about it later. Not now.How? We cannot force love and love. We can only try."

"You are very understanding."

"Sometimes life is like a puzzle. You have to put it together and find the pieces. If the piece is missing or not. Maybe it's time you accepted everything that's with what it is. Like the breakdown of your marriage. The destruction of your career is also your good name. Like a puzzle whose pieces you can't find unless you try to accept it as it is. Start a new puzzle with me. If all the pieces can be found and complete. Then you are destined for me. Because the soulmate will complete the other soulmate. But if our relationship ends the same. Maybe you weren't created for me and your ex-husband. You have to search again until you find one that really fits you. Although it may be very tiring but the running water will not stop until it finds its mouth. And love." too."

Sinta thinks that she is marrying a philosopher. Married wisdom.

"I thought you were a philosopher."

"Everyone will be a philosopher when he loves truth and reason. As everyone will be a criminal or criminal when they like the bad and the evil itself. You are what you love or like. If you love love, you are the face of love. If what you love is kindness then you are the idolatry of good itself. If you are very attached to hatred then of course your radiance is hatred. If you love evil and evil, you are evil and evil itself. Everyone chooses his own face and soul."

To fill his time besides gardening. Sinta also rode. Look at the trees and flowers growing wild. Hearing the sound of water flowing. Makes his mind really fresh.

Doing it all on your own allows you to think better. Started to accept everything that befell him.

It is like a broken and broken mirror. In each crack and the fragment can still be used to reflect. Maybe the shape is not intact but its function as a mirror is not reduced at all. 

Plants start from seedlings. Sown. Watered. Fertilized. So too with love.

Love is like a plant if it is not cared for, sown, watered and fertilized. It will not grow fruitfully.

Love is a verb. Loving does not mean passive let alone apathetic. Understands. Loving. Understood. Believing. 

Love is not just getting. If only get but can not take care then of course the meaning of love is ego and master.

Dylan often gave small surprises. Does it bring a bouquet of flowers. Or picking flowers from the garden. Or bring chocolate or cake.

Accompanying him with horseback riding. The Alps look so cool and beautiful. Like a painting of a natural landscape that stretches very wide.

"You still look worried?" Dylan slowed down his horse.

"You think I shouldn't worry about weighing all the conditions that are happening to me?"

"You feel like our marriage is illegitimate?"

Sinta nodded her head.

"I'm not divorced with Dean and I'm married to you. How do you think?"

"The fact is you guys during being husband and wife never have intercourse. I gave Dean your death certificate, too. Implicitly affirm that your marriage ends with the death certificate. Analogously, a death warrant can be likened to a divorce warrant."

"But I faked my death? I'm not really dead. I lied to my husband."

"No one meant to lie. But it's really very difficult. I can't recover your good name and career. If you keep holding on. You're gonna be mentally ill. Are you strong in facing people's judgments against you? Can you handle all the pressure?"

"You shouldn't be overprotective of me."

"I must! Because I care and love you too. I don't want anything really bad to happen to you. If you don't understand my decision. I'll wait for you until you accept."

"I can accept it logically but feeling, law and religion?"

"Sometimes you have to understand something in accordance with its reality is not a framing that makes things not good let alone can be overcome but vice versa. Forcing your thoughts. You're destroying yourself. In fact, your marriage to Dean is over and it never even started."

"I know you're logically correct but understand the problem of perception and feeling."

"I understand. Because you said I was a philosopher, right?"

Sinta laughed, "Yeah, because you like the truth in the real sense. Like you said. My marriage to Dean is over and probably never started in the first place. That's the truth."