(Revised) Regretting It Too Late
Coffee singer
Day by day I clung to my faith, hoping that everything I passed would turn out beautifully. Every day I see the affection of Bram with Monica, and I can only endure with all my patience. "God, what does it feel like to touch a husband and what does it feel like to be spoiled by a husband" I complained when I saw Bram who always looked at Monica with tenderness and caressed her affectionately.
"Dinda, please wake up tomorrow morning, yes, if you wake up first" said Mas Bram after finishing dinner. "God willing, if you can wake up" I replied as I finished the dinner table. "All right now you're sleeping it's night" said Mas Bram who helped me clean up. "Yes, did Monica Uda sleep?" ask my husband, because I haven't seen him since. "Yes, he's asleep" my husband replied, bowing. "Yes already, if that's what you used to do in the room. Mas Bram quickly rested" I said and I immediately disappeared behind the door of my room.
Like Bram's orders, that morning I knocked on his bedroom door to wake him up to morning prayers. "Yes din I'm awake" he said as he yawned. "Mbak Monica is not built also mas, let me pray together" I said as I looked up at the head in Bram's mas room. "I woke up earlier but he didn't want to get up" she said, closing the door to her room. "Yes already that's why Bram prayed back to the room" I said who wanted to go down the stairs. "Loh, pray with Din" Bram asked me. "I'm sorry Dinda's another hitch" I said and went straight downstairs.
As usual, I cook for breakfast. "Dinda turns out you're here, I deserve to have been to the door you're not happy" said mas Bram who I saw was well-made, but I didn't see Monica's mom coming down together, maybe she was still sleeping. I prepared breakfast for Bram. "Here let me sajah!" said mbak Monica who immediately clean the plate containing rice from my hand, so that the rice was splattered. I saw that he seemed to have woken up, but his hair had been neatly combed and he seemed to have washed his face just before coming down. "Oh Allah, why is it so rude, you can say well with Dinda. Dinda will also definitely be kasik" I said as I washed the rice scattered below. "It's still early in the morning don't make a fuss, whoever prepares and serves me the same, you're both my wives" Bram replied in a slightly loud tone.
When Bram was about to leave, Monica suddenly pulled me until I almost fell. "Hey Dinda's.! Here give me the car keys, I also want to pack the car because I mautelat" he said in a harsh tone. "Which car key do you mean?" I replied confused, because at home there are only Bram mas cars and my car. "Of course the car keys you used to pack, you are bagok huh!?. It's also a Bram mas gift so replace that don't you own the car, give here the key!" he said leave the waist. "What's? Giving Bram mas?" I said it felt a little strange. "Old ah you, replace the pack.! You walk there.!" he said while searching my bag. "It's better to ask the same Bram mas" I said as I pulled my bag back. "Mas Bram will definitely allow it" he said confidently. "Monica what's this? Can you say well to Dinda?" mas Bram said as he walked out of the house. "I've spoken well to him earlier mas, but Dinda clean hard" he adunya with a spoiled tone on mas Bram. "What's wrong. Din why? Can't you not make trouble?" mas Bram said, sounding to blame me. "Mas, I'd better ask Monica why?" I said to Bram who looks a little emotional. "Well, I just told Dinda that she wanted to change, I just wanted the car keys, because I wanted to be late. But Dinda does not want to menggasik car keys" he again with a voice made-up sad. "That car belongs to Dinda herself not to me. If you're afraid I'm late to deliver, now get in the car" Bram told Monica's mom. I saw like there was an upset and angry face from Monica's face, as well as Bram's slightly embarrassed face.
At the boutique I kept thinking why Monica could think that the car was given Bram mas, and she felt jealous of me, even though she had gotten Bram mas completely. 🎶🎶 I don't want to feel like I'm making love after I taste fairy
This failure left me helpless
I can't feel like I'm smiling after you leave
Let me be alone without you present now
"Eh, who's calling. Mas Bram? 🤔why yes?"
"Hello Din"
"Assalamu'alaikum mas"
"Yes, wa'alaikumsalam"
"What's up? How to tumben call Dinda"
"Yes, I want to say later you don't have to cook because I want to eat out with Monica"
"Ooo...Yes it's a mas, what will be the time to go home late?"
"Don't know look later"
"Well, is that all you want to do with Dinda?"
"Yes, you're afraid you'll cook"
"Well, I hope you and Monica have fun. Assalamu'alaikum"
"Yes, wa'alaikumsalam"
Tuber
"Eh, din? It's dead, I'll text you"
(I'm sorry I forgot it yet, do you want to bring food later if mas and Monica come home?)
(No need, thank you)
"Brought what food, go home just don't know, can starve later me"
"It doesn't feel like time is going so fast, it's just late afternoon now. I'd better go to the cafe now, and then eat there, this happens to be my schedule to fill the event there" I got up and met Yulia. "Yulia I'm back first, want to go to the cafe meet mas Dido and my schedule ngisi there" said to my friend Yulia who works for me as my boutique manager. "Yes be careful on the road, you don't eat first Din? Or eat at the cafe?" he said to me with worry. "I'll eat there" I replied with a smile. "Truly eat huh? Don't eat, I'll call Dido" he said, threatening me.
I also drove my car to the cafe, and when I got there I immediately asked to make food with my gotawe, because if I do not eat Yulia will nag me, if I do not eat. I also had dinner accompanied by Dido mas, and finished eating we talked for a while after that I went up to the stage to fill the song, after the last song sung by my cafe singer bend.
Cuckoo
Sometimes I get upset with your attitude
The one who asked me where my attention was
Maybe you've never felt
What I do in my every sacrifice
S'then be what you want
Keeping in every moment
But you didn't see it
Where there is I'm indifferent
Especially not thinking of you
Thinking of you
Open the door of your heart
So that you know my heart
All my struggles
Lying to you
Maybe you
Never felt it
What I'm doing
At every sacrifice
S'then be what you want
Keeping in every moment
But you didn't see it
Where there is I'm indifferent
Especially not thinking of you
Thinking of you
Open the door of your heart
So that you know my heart
All my struggles
Lying to you
Ho-oo-oo-ah, yeah
Ho-oo-oo
Ho-oo-oo-ah, yeah
Ho-oo-oo
Maybe you don't feel
Which I showed
My sense of wanting you
Don't you feel
That I was just messing around
Please, listen up
Where there I'm cuek ('tap this time only)
Moreover, do not think of you (you who started me)
Thinking about you (all my ways)
Open the door of your heart (until you feel it)
So that you know my heart
(And I won't doubt) all my struggles
It's on you (uu-uu, yeah)
Open the door of your heart
Let me seduce
Open the door of your heart
Don't be doubtful
Open the door of your heart
Let me seduce
Open the door of your heart
Don't be doubtful
Where there is I'm indifferent
Especially not thinking of you
Thinking of you
Open the door of your heart
So that you know my heart
All my struggles
Lying to you
Songwriter: Rizky Febian Andriansyah
Among the visitors was Bram and Monica who were enjoying their dinner together. "Geez, I deserve to be familiar when I meet him. It turns out that it's me now, if I meet him here when we're still having a show, baby. Was she Bram's wife at the time? Cafe singer, isn't there a better job than this?"
"Have eaten our food, lest everything ruin the atmosphere we eat"
"What Bram said is true, why should we take care of him. He's just a cafe singer"
After I finish filling out the song, I hand it over to the grub band that night filled out the show. Then I decided to go home to Dido. "Dinda wait, now please tell me honestly what's wrong with your household?" ask me with anger. "What do you mean? Dinda's household is fine mas" I replied confusedly. "Do you want me to ask your husband?" said mas Dido while pointing towards one of the visitors at the cafe. And I followed the same direction mas Dido, it turns out there was a Bram mas and a Monica tub who was eating and joking.
I finally explained and filled my anger in Dido, and tried to look okay, my heart actually felt slashed every time you saw them both making out. "I beg you, don't do anything let Dinda solve all the problems of the Dinda family. Please mas, Dinda please 🙏. Later if Dinda can't eat the first person Dinda will call is Dido mas" I beg, because I or Dido mas people are grumpy and impatient. "Alright, but if later they make the act mas will not be patient again, mas will beat them both" he said while angry. "Thank you, please don't tell me this same Om and Didi mas". Mas Dido hugged and rubbed my back.
When I got home, I went straight into my room. I rested my body and my mind, because I didn't want to think about Bram and Monica. And at the time in the third of the night, I who intended to wake up Bram mas to pray the night together to hear something that was getting my heart cut. I gather before my Lord, I confess all my complaints to him, I ask for the best way out of my life and happiness. I could no longer bear the feeling of pleading for the defense of my household.
My regret for accepting this matchmaking and marriage is my question. I don't feel sad about my husband's second marriage, I just feel sad for the unequal treatment of me, as a wife I also miss the hugs and caresses of my husband. Because from the beginning of the marriage I have been trying to accept Bram mas as my husband. However, let alone hold a hand even with a hand I never got it.
