The Wedding
15. The Romantic City of Paris

"Daisy?" call that guy.

I raised my head and instantly my eyes were wide open who was in front of me right now, someone whose clothes I had just flushed with a matcha latte.

"Fariq" I said slowly.

Our gazes met, there was a longing that slipped out from my heart, a longing that I had so deeply harbored. Even I don't want to remember it one bit because I know when I remember him, then the feeling that once existed will appear again. That was my love and love for her.

I hadn't thought about Fariq at all for a long time and now he was suddenly in front of me and in a place full of our memories.

We finally decided to talk for a while. He doesn't change much just looks more handsome and mature.

"I'm sorry for the shirt" I said, feeling guilty.

"What's the matter is, I've changed the matcha latte that spilled ya haha" Fariq's face looks very happy.

Without realizing it, I smiled when I saw her sweet smile.

"How are you?" my many.

"Well, hmm.I'm sorry if I used to be with me, I often hurt you" I said doubtfully.

"You don't make mistakes, either. I can't give you certainty. I was shocked when I found out you were married" Fariq said, now his eyes were looking at me.

"I'm sorry, but I made this decision because I thought you had completely forgotten and abandoned me. Besides, if I'm waiting for you, I'm waiting for something that's not certain" I said.

"Daisy, to be honest after we broke up, I was working out a plan and fighting for you so we could get married, but it was my fault, I didn't tell you to wait for me, because if I told you first, I'm afraid I'm gonna let you down, but I can't lie that I just want to marry you, Daisy. When I found out you were married, I don't know if I was really messed up, you didn't invite me to your wedding either, I just found out you were getting married the night before your wedding day. Hope your husband can really make you happy. She's so lucky to get you, you're the dream wife. Daisy, when you were my lover, you were everything to me. If I had unconditionally married an Arab girl, I had married you in the first place, I didn't want to hang on to our relationship, I'd have made so many sacrifices for our relationship. But I'm sorry, I can't make your dreams, our dreams, to get married" Fariq explained, I can see her eyes glazed over.

I cannot speak, this reality hurts me. I think Fariq didn't love and love me after we broke up. I've been waiting for her to come back but she's not coming back to me. But I came back to realize that I was married, it was not appropriate for me to let the feelings that I had once harbored re-emerge in my heart. I buried this feeling deep.

"I'm sorry, Fariq. Sorry to disappoint you. I married my husband hoping that I would have my real life. I accepted Faza because of many factors that made me believe in choosing him as my husband, even though before I decided to get married, I was really waiting for you to come back, but in fact you didn't come back" I said

"I'm sorry to have hung up our relationship, wasted you, Daisy" said Fariq.

I just kept apologizing for making her sad and disappointed, but this is the truth, you are my old fantasy, the fantasy that you are my husband, the fact that I married someone else, someone who has dragged me into a very confusing household life.