The Value of Loyalty
Love, I give up. (Cited from a song popularized by Dygta).

Why not be honest with her, if Rindi chooses to go home with Riswan instead of with him.

His eyes were glaring in disappointment.

Disappointment because Rindi did not tell the truth with whom to spend this afternoon.

Rindi betrayed her love.

Of love?

Hah, he forgot all this time there was no definite relationship between him and Rindi.

He never expressed his taste to Rindi. Even with RIndi never said anything about her feelings.

There are no expressions of love or affection, nor so on.

What Rindi did all this time was purely because she was always a little pushy.

Huh, Rindii..... Leachate......

Had the woman known how much Linggar loved her, she would never have wasted it.

Or at least try to be Linggar even if only for a moment.

Until you know how painful it is to be betrayed.

How disappointed when ignored.

How empty it is to be left.

Maybe Rindi will be more loyal.

What should he do now?

Get out of the car and come to them? Then hogem on Riswan for disturbing and teasing Rindi.

Hahaahaha.

It was clear in his vision that Rindi was smiling when she wanted to get into Riswan's car?

"Suck!"

"Suck!"

"Suck!"

Screaming loudly while hitting the control of the car.

Haaah, exhale the coarse breath that comes out of the mouth. Trying to break the existing taste.

Tightness, resentment and anger were now in the midst of a reunion in his heart.

The feeling of wanting to hit back came. Maybe with so little relief for him.

Nah!

He will look stupid and immature.

It will only embarrass itself.

Now he has to move.

Move away from this place and maybe also get away from Rindi's life.

Moving on from Rindi's life?

Moving on from the same mistake.

Yeah, maybe it's better.

Look straight at it, where the sun is leaning more and more to the west.

Heehs. It felt like dying when that back was gone. And in the western horizon, never seen more moping dusk durja.

Tired, tired of his heart.

Rindi's love is too far away for her to reach.

Before his heart was hurt like it was.

Love I give up!

He realized in this case, he was doing a story called love itself.

Not an easy thing for a Linggar.

Loving so deeply, it turns out to create such a deep pain.

Rindi never accepted her love. Never returned his feelings. And never appreciated his loyalty.

Rindi was never sincere to him.

No matter how much he loves Rindi, it is still worthless.

True said Mother, "Many love scattered on the face of the earth. And he only needs one of those thousands of loves."

Now he is at a crossroads. Choosing between being straight forward stays with the woman he loves all this time, with a heart ready to hurt at any time.

Or find another love and start a new life.

Regular breathing may be a bit of a relief to an existing mumet.

He must keep his feet even without Rindi.

He should be happy.

Maybe he and Rindi are not a match.

Maybe the next days will be filled with longing.

The no man's longing.

Living with loved ones is fun. But what if that person doesn't love us?

Will happiness still exist?

Kartika maybe?

The woman who once filled her life before Rindi's presence.

The woman he met a few weeks ago at a school reunion.

The woman who sent him a few short messages, but he never returned because he appreciated and cared for someone's heart.

Someone who prefers to go with another man besides himself, Arggggggg.....!

The car pulled over after half the trip.

Groped his pants pocket, took out a communication device from there.

" good. You how are you?" Replying to the message of Kartika that may have been stale if only it was a portion of food.

A rough gust rang out from his nose, re-strengthening the heart that felt even more painful.

Whether this is good for him or not. Maybe he should at least try a little. Grabbing love, carving out hope.

"*Good. What else?" * It didn't take long to get a reply from Kartika.

*"On the way home from work." *Linger.

*"I just got home. Any time? Wanna meet?" *Aarticles.

It turns out that the woman has a high spirit. That's not. Try it is okay, fail to try again!

"could. Where's where?"

In a cafe the two men have now sat facing each other.

“From earlier?” The linggar that had just occupied a seat right in front of Kartika. Smiles are donated in addition to greetings.

Suppose the woman was Rindi, she would definitely put herself next to the woman. Then grab Rindi's hand and play her. Occasionally peeling, must be more exciting thought.

“New aja.” Said the girl who also clogged up a beautiful smile.

“Udah order?” He asked back while smiling.

“Not yet, wait for you. Let together.” Reply to Linggar's smile with a smile anyway. Maybe they can share experiences or discuss memories of the past.

“Order first,” Linggar with eyes sweeping the place. Waving a hand at an employee's restaurant.

“Samely same as you.” The girl's words again carried her mind flying.

Suppose it was Rindi, they would have ordered a different menu. Then try each other's menus. That way their tongues will feel various flavors when eating together.

“Mbak, no mushollahnya? Want to pray numpang can?” He said after ordering the same meal.

“Oh, it's upstairs sir. Please sir!” The employee restoed in one direction.

“I also want,” Said the girl, still presenting a sweet smile.

“You first or I first?” Ask.

“Why not be together?” Kartika who actually asked him the question back.

Again made him remember the togetherness with Rindi.

Rindi would file herself first and tell her to keep their bags or luggage, while still waiting for their message to come. Then changed her who moved and Rindi who was in charge of guarding luggage.

Heeh, even when with other women Rindi always comes though intangible.

“Bby.” He replied after exhaling rough breath, trying to remove the shadow Rindi who had disturbed her together with Kartika.

Weight indeed.

But at least he should start to make himself live without the shadow of Rindi. Just to continue his own happiness.

Continuing their conversation while back seated almost coincides with their order being presented.

Even several times have to rotate the brain so that the conversation continues.

Staring at the figure of the woman in front of him, Linggar looking for advantages that might make him fall in love and forget about old love. Not much is enough just one.

Kartika is beautiful and career.

Just like Rindi.

Of course with a different beauty.

Kartika with round eyes combined with minimalist lips.

Unlike Rindi who makes her gins teeth as a mainstay to hook the opposite sex.

And the cute cheeks though a little have shrunk from the moment before they divorced.

Not to compare. Just want to find one reason to be able to love and continue living happily even though not with Rindi.

If this is the best for him.

To Be Continued!

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