The Talak End
A late regret
Me and Dad are ready in our clean clothes. Either Dimas will take us where.
I who was sitting in the middle seat listened intensely to the chatter of these two men. If you remember the home sandals that Dimas was wearing earlier, I felt amused and chuckled to myself.
"Why are you Farah?"
"Eh, no. Well, nothing" I replied with a smile.
Dimas watched me from the glass in front of him.
I pretended not to know and chose to preoccupy myself with playing mobile phone.
Until the Dimas car stops at the shopping center Plazza Mall which is very crowded visitors what else on holidays like this.
I didn't want to ask, preferring to follow the steps of the two men who were in front of me.
Actually I was also quite curious, why did Dimas take us to the Mall? But.ah come on, I don't need to bother about that.
"Sister, do we want to watch?" I asked after realizing the direction where our footsteps were.
"Hmmm.." The man replied with Deheman.
I've seen a lot of movies in the past with Gibran or with Riana. But for me, this is his new experience.
"Well what movie?" Ask Dimas at the end.
"Hmm horror can be," I suggested and immediately got approval from Dimas. Dimas was seen buying tickets and some snacks and drinks to accompany us when in the studio room later.
***
Me, Dad and Dimas are fun to watch a different cinema with Riana and Gibran every day there is always a small fight even arguably because of trivial things.
"You why the hell Mas, lately you've been not paying attention to me, you're like making it as far as me. Can't you move on from Farah yet?"
"It has nothing to do" Gibran replied with his gaze still busy with his work.
Dimas said that as long as Riana's condition had not recovered, he was asked to deliver the files that Gibran needed to check into his home. It has been a few days since Riana gave birth, Gibran is not seen coming to the office, and Dimas always deliver Gibran's work to his home.
"Cih, lying you're not an elite Mas, I know if you're still trying to get close to Farah, right? There's no need to dodge it, I know it all."
Brakes...
"Enough Riana! I'm tired of listening to your rant that's always been about Farah. Could not a day, do not invite me to argue about the heart. I'm really sick of hearing that."
Gibran yelled at Riana to make her cry. Because it is true, Gibran began to change his attitude as if he realized his mistake was married to Riana when his status was still my husband.
He rubbed his face violently, opened his drawer and saw our wedding photo that Gibran secretly kept without Riana's knowledge.
I see a happy smile in the picture. Not even just me, everyone, they looked happy at my marriage to Gibran.
"I can still see that smile, but not for me anymore, Farah gave it to another man. Is it wrong for me to expect you back, baby?" Gibran rubbed my face in the photo, unconsciously his tears escaped without permission.
Regret was evident in Gibran's eyes, but it was too late. I no longer expect to be able to come back with you, Gibran. My heart hurts too much to look at your faces that never feel guilty in the slightest.
Gibran accidentally listened to Letter for me with the title of a regret, who had played the song.
Handcuffs
Which will never be forgotten
My entire life
Only you
Holding a feeling for himself
Which I could never have
You are the one who is always in my heart
And I'm sure you're the most beautiful
And now I feel
Losing his figure
What makes my little heart always say
How stupid of me
Let that love go
Disappear and just leave
You are the one who is always in my heart
And I'm sure you're the most beautiful
Ho-woo-aa
And now I feel
Losing his figure
What makes my little heart always say
How stupid of me
Let that love go
Disappear and just leave
Forget all our stories
And don't you ever come back
Forgive myself
Who can't take you back
And now I feel (I'm sorry)
Losing her figure (That can't be)
Which makes my little heart always say (Receive you back)
How stupid I am (I'm sorry)
Let that love go (Which can't)
Disappear and just leave (Receive you)
It was as if the song he had just heard was very representative of his feelings that had lost me.
"I'm sorry Farah, I haven't been able to control my sense of commitment with one heart. When I realized it, it was too late." Gibran is enjoying life with regret.
I can't completely blame Gibran for this, because fate has also prepared a much better life for me even without someone I love.
The betrayal my husband and best friend committed made it difficult for me to believe in love again, even more so with just words.
A sharp dagger pierced my heart until the wound was hard to heal. If it heals, it leaves its mark as long as I live.
I've let Gibran down, so stay happy with Riana. Me? No need to think about it, I'm comfortable with my life like this.
Faced with the situation of having to let go of a loved one does feel difficult. Because there are a number of factors that do not allow me to be with him. As a result, a word that welcomes the person we love can represent the feeling of the heart that is confused, sad, or resigned to the situation.
Giving back to our loved ones is difficult and sometimes painful. Especially if you can't be together for a variety of reasons. For example, because of differences, not condoned or other problems that eventually make you decide to go to each other's streets.
Although trying to menikhlaskan people we love it still seems it may still be very difficult to forget it. Especially if you have carved a lot of sweet memories that are so imprinted in the heart and mind. So to really forget it or mengikhlaskan it takes a long time.
Life is also about leaving either you or I who first go calm, baby, because this is also part of learning to let go.
When you can give up everything you love, that's where you have learned to be sincere.
Sometimes, the best thing you can do for someone you love is to let go. Free him. Pray for her happiness and set her free. Free yourself, Gibran.
God put someone in your life for a reason. And if you lose it then it's for a better reason.
And I, I have given you to live with my best friend, Riana.
TBC.