Trapped With The Jelita
A Repeated Dream

Ralen again jerked awake in the middle of the night with breathless breath and sweat that soaked his forehead, for the second time he woke up in the middle of the night after experiencing the same dream as last night.

The dream was where she saw her husband with the woman who had the same face as him, the dream came back over and over again tonight, she said, it really made Ralen open his eyes and look at the ceiling of the room with a face that does not understand.

"Why does it feel so real" Ralen murmured touching her pounding chest as she had to re-imagine what she had seen in her dream just now.

"Why did he say I had taken everything that belonged to him, he also said I was the one who had made him suffer" Ralen recalled what the woman had said in his dream.

Now all of her body became uncontrollably cold as the shadow of the woman hugging her husband returned to her memory and as if it were a reality.

Ralen was silent thinking twice that he had dreamed the same thing that made him afraid to go back to sleep, afraid that the dream would come back when he closed his eyes.

The woman ended up taking a picture frame on the table featuring a photo of her husband taken when he was just a dozen years old.

"You can't be evil with me, can you?" now he chose to speak to a photo that could only look at him without being able to answer his question.

Ralen then squinted at the look in the eyes of the man who seemed to be returning his gaze, "if you dare to mess with other women, for the rest of my life I will not forgive you! listen it's fine!" threaten Ralen while his finger pointed right at the nose of the photo of the husband.

The threat that was thrown just from his lips but so imprinted in the heart of anyone who would hear it, he said, indeed he unintentionally said such a thing his lips reflexively said it just to give a warning to the man who would clearly not hear or know the threat he had just thrown.

Ralen was completely unwilling to go back to sleep, his eyes kept awake until the morning before and the sun began to show its light, the woman did not care about her eyelids becoming dark due to lack of sleep, and the sun began to show its light, it's better than having to go back to dreaming about her husband hugging another woman, really stifling her chest and making her cry unconsciously.

Ralen rubbed his eyes so that the tears that had been pooled did not go down wet his cheeks, both cheeks, he got out of bed and revealed the peach-colored curtains so that the morning sunlight could enter the room which for a few days was so quiet and gray without the presence of a man who was currently Ralen.

Actually after last night's dream made Ralen lazy to go to college, he became discouraged when he had to divide his mind between lectures with questions about women in dreams, he became discouraged when he had to divide his mind between lectures and questions about women in dreams, but he couldn't possibly skip college when he was just in, until he forced himself to go to college.

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Angga stared at the luxurious house he used to come to when he was still in contact with Daniya, the woman who chose to leave him left a scar but during his meeting with Ralen slowly the wound became faint until finally it was completely no longer imprinted in his heart.

Does that mean Ralen has become a remedy for the wounds of his heart that Daniya left? Angga knew clearly how his heart was feeling at this moment.

The man pressed the bell beside the large wooden door to tell the occupant that a guest was coming.

No need to press repeatedly because now the door will be opened by someone who Angga knows must be one of the servants in the house.

"Mr Angga, please come in," said the waiter who was very familiar to the guests who came at 9 this morning, still quite early enough to visit people's homes, right? but it seemed that the housekeeper did not mind the guests who had come at this time.

Angga stepped in, the last time he set foot in this house when his father Daniya died and he was hoping to meet Daniya, but in fact the woman did not show her nose at all even though the man who died was her own father, a man who gladly gave her whatever Daniya wanted but upon her death the son she was so proud of did not come to pay her last respects.

"Tante Dayna what are you doing?" ask Angga to the waiter who followed him.

"It's still not out of his room, sir, maybe in a moment."

"Who's coming Rat?"

Just talked about the man had appeared, making Angga and the compact waiter staring at the top of the stairs where the woman who asked the servant was located.

"Mr Angga, ma'am," answered a servant named Ratna who was rushing to the stairs to help the madam who was already wearing the cane.

The woman who became sick when her husband died was limping to welcome the arrival of the man who should be her daughter-in-law.

Angga came to greet Aunt Dayna when she reached the bottom of the stairs, took her hand from the servant and led her to the sofa in the big room.

"How are you? Aunty hope always good with everything that has happened," said the woman who had sat on the sofa golden brown.

"It was amazingly good after the disappointment Daniya gave," said Angga frankly making Dayna nod without feeling offended in the slightest.

He must realize that what happened was Daniya's fault, there is no way he continues to defend Daniya with the mistakes he has made.

Angga is the son of his friend and when Daniya left him obviously disappointed not only Angga but also his parents who became his best friend long ago, in fact, he never wanted to tell the existence of Daniya to Angga because he did not want the young man to continue to touch Daniya, do not want the child of his friend was disappointed even more deeply when he found out that in other countries Daniya even liked other men.

"You came here of course there is something you want to talk about," guess Aunt Dayna knew what was in Angga's heart.

"Tante can always know what Angga wants" Angga said with a very satisfied look because it meant he no longer needed to mince words to ask him something he really wanted to know.

"Daniya is not a child.."

"True," said Aunt Dayna quickly without waiting for Angga to finish his question.

"Your parents know what to hide it for" said Aunt Dayna with a confident face when she told him who Daniya really was.

Angga sighed, actually this he had known for a long time just that he did not want to ask this directly to Aunt Dayna and Daniya, either, because he felt that it was not important that when he loved Daniya so much, he would accept her no matter what her origins were.

Talk after conversation continued between Angga and the woman he respected so much that Angga finally tried to find out other truths about Daniya.

"Did Daniya have a twin sister?"

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