A DIVIDED HEART

A DIVIDED HEART
Episode 68's



I was in a taxi, I didn't know where I was going. Wherever I go William will know where I am. I also can't go home and tell Dad all this, it'll just reopen the wounds he's been through


"Where are we going, Ma'am?" repeatedly the question continued to be said from the driver, but I just asked him to continue and continue without purpose and for the last time he agreed to it


My phone kept ringing, along with the tears that kept dripping. Once again I was fooled and deceived. I never thought this would happen to me again


I had a lot of faith in William, but why did he deceive me and not say that he was working with Samuel when he also knew that I did not like him, the man who inevitably becomes my half-brother


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William and Samuel kinin were in a cafe, they were both chasing me and because they lost track of the two finally decided to stop and rest


"Didn't you meet her brightly, Will?" William shook his head


"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make your relationship any more complicated. I'm just looking for the right time and I'll tell you everything"


Samuel just sighed rough while occasionally sipping his coffee which was now a bit cold. The man wearing the dark blue suit occasionally massaged his heavy head. He felt it was getting harder and harder to get close to me


"It's not your fault, you've done everything well. After all I was wrong, I should have approached him myself and not asked you. I don't know what else to do, I don't want him to hate me"


"I will continue to help you convince him, after all you will also be my family later" William smiled as he imagined at the end he and I would reunite and become a family


"Yes, yes I believe, Mama and I will support you. I hope you can be together again" Samuel continued


"Thank you, brother" William said with a smile


"Together, sister" and they laughed together. That's how men, easier to communicate and also know each other unlike women who usually prioritize prestige and also others.


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I didn't know where else to walk, after I got off the taxi I was riding. At first I sat in a flower garden full of children playing.


After almost an hour I was there, watching their funny behavior that sometimes laughs, gets angry with each other and also cries from fighting over toys


I decided to go and follow where this foot went. And now, I don't know where I am. I was on a road that I thought was pretty familiar to my eyes


Keep going and continue I stepped without looking, at the intersection of the road that this time looks a bit crowded by vehicles because the day has begun to evening


Right in front of the red light, I remembered. It seems like I have been to this place but when, I just keep walking across that road until I finally get to the front of a housing complex


"Housing Orchid Kurnia" murmured softly while looking at the signboard of the place.


I stopped my footsteps because it seemed like the name was also quite familiar but why, didn't I just pass by here once. I then pulled myself under a fairly shady tree and tried to remember what I saw


From a distance it appears someone is riding his motorcycle at a moderate pace, he stopped right in front of the Satpam post and handed a key to the Security Guard


The bike flashed right in front of me, the scent of perfume emanating from the rider's body. Once again my brain caught that perfume smell that I felt was back to familiar


For some reason, the biker stopped, he stopped not far from where I was standing. He looked at me, who was now also looking at him. I'm trying to guess who that guy is but I can't think this time. Until I finally looked at the bike, the bike was brown with a sticker with a flower under the license plate number


I thought, if it's a girl. Because of the accessories, there are pictures of flowers. But again I made sure and saw the sticker


Deg, man,


As if my chest had been hit back by a large stone, I felt a sudden tightness. I leaned my body against the tree that was now behind me, I sat on the wooden bench that was under the tree


Breathe that began to deflate, I saw again the motorbike but it was not there, maybe it had driven somewhere


After my breath recovered, and my chest was no longer tight, I could then think and know where I was. I can already remember the fragrance of the perfume I just breathed and also the flower stickers I just saw


"Prima" I said for a moment


It turned out that from earlier this foot stepped into the place where the name of the person was. From this moment my feet led me to a complex that I had once been to, but why, why should I go to this place. Didn't this guy hurt me too but why would my feet prefer to go to this place


And again, the perfume. Wasn't that the perfume I had bought for her, I still remember it clearly. My confidence grew as I looked at the flower sticker. The sticker that even I had attached to it myself, the flower shop sticker that used to bear witness to my betrayal of William


Again, these tears are shed. Genesis after Genesis reoccurs and runs through my brain, is this a punishment for me for ever leaving someone who truly loved me for the sake of the uncertain, if so, why this pain


Did William used to feel the same way as this, did his heart also hurt like this, did his tears also continuously spill like my tears. If I had known everything would turn around and become even more painful I would never have hurt him. However, all of that was only regret and meant nothing


Indeed, now William's coming back to me and probably expecting me back. But I myself am still afraid, I am afraid that I will repeat the same mistake and again hurt him. I don't know, just let time pass and make things work the way they should


For hours I sat there, I looked back at my phone and there it was 19:00. I decided to ignore all the calls and messages that until now have been continuously entered into my phone, I then ordered an online motorcycle taxi and decided to go home


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