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I Love You, But I Don’t Wanna Be With You (ROMANTIC STORY)

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Early in the morning, at 01.00 WIB, I suddenly woke up after feeling an unusually dry throat. Usually when I wake up at night, I always find Mas Aaron next to me. Sometimes, he was in the living room, “melekan”, replacing me to look after our three-month-old baby.

“Nda misses you too, Dek. Our last meeting made the shadowless Nda continues.” Mas Harun continues to enjoy with the chat on his phone. He did not realize my existence who had been listening to his talk.

I faintly heard Mas Aaron's voice, but I did not see his figure. These eyes are looking in the living room as well as the front of the house, but nothing. The sound became clearer when I went to the kitchen, but still I did not find him. The back door opened, waking me up if he was in the garden behind the house. I was going to startle her while hugging her from behind. I stopped my footsteps when I heard him joking. He called him adek like he called me, even Mas Aaron called his own name with ‘Nda’ as I used to call him.

I want to scream, but this body feels powerless again. Although the pain hit the heart. I was encouraged to enjoy the voices of lovers who were drunk with love. I want to see Mas Aaron's reaction after he sees me here. What else will he say.

“Already Yes Dek, tomorrow Nda connect again, Nda dear same Adek. A good weight yes. Love you.” Mas Aaron ended his phone call.

"Dec...!?”Mas Aaron was shocked to find me sitting helplessly, exactly seven steps behind him.

“Who else is this Nda?” investigate while tugging at his sleeve.

Not answering my question, instead Mas Aaron asked me back, “Since when is Adek here?”

“Since you said you enjoyed your meeting. You...” My tears broke instantly.It feels unable to repeat the sentence that Mas Aaron said to the woman. “One time you, Nda.It turns out I'm not the only one calling Nda to you. You even close your love words cheaply. How, you, Nda...?!” my cerocos is endlessly crying and banging her body. Silence and only an apology came out of his lips.

“Who is he, Nda?” my insistence is still emotional. “Who Nda?”

Long time ago, Aaron answered my question. I kept pushing him. Lamat sounded softly, “He's the same man Dek. Who ever came in our relationship first.”

Bak was struck by lightning and torn this heart, for the umpteenth time he betrayed me. It was only three months ago that I bore the fruit of our love, Aisyah, and without feeling she doted on me. “Dinar..?” His name makes me hysterical. “Didn't the dinar have married Nda? Let alone this, Nda?” I asked him to persevere without caring about his efforts to calm me down.

“Did I have anything wrong, Nda? Am I no longer attractive to you, Nda?”

"No Deck. I can't control my feelings. I love you but I can't see the sad Dinar either, Dek.” I just glanced at him hearing him.

Worth it, lately he always hummed the song Dewa ‘I Cinta Kau and Dia’. Unceasingly looking at the screen and smiling to yourself.

Harun just kept bowing. Kite by, remembering a few years ago. While still engaged, Dinar was already the third person in our relationship. The wedding plans were almost canceled. If it wasn't for the mother-in-law who thought I was like her own child, there would be no reason for me to continue. After getting married, Dinar had come to the house to apologize and give good news that he would also get married. In fact, the events that once were, are now repeated. That woman is obsessed with my man.

After I forced it, Mas Aaron finally told me everything. A month ago, Dinar suddenly came to his workplace. Dinar admitted that her husband was light-handed. As a man, of course there is pity on the condition of Dinar. Almost every three days Dinar came to Mas Harun in his office. The once unfinished taste finally reappeared. That feeling of compassion eventually turned to pity then pity, and ended up in bed.

I wanted to hit Dinar, but my pride is worth more. Not wanting Dinar to get bigger, then I paled my intention. Mas Harun was unceasingly apologizing. He loved me but could not resist the presence of Dinar who needed help. When I said, “You care so much about the fate of someone else's wife Nda, you forget to hurt your own wife. Had I been hurt by you, would you, Nda, if I took it out on another man?” Mas Aaron shook his head while saying softly, “Of course I don't want Dek.”

While I was still as excited, Mas Harun just fell silent while embracing and incessantly peeping at my forehead. I'm numb. Mas Harun's kiss now no longer makes me happy but more painful. Imagining how Mas Harun when with Dinar made the wound even more gaping. The hand that was embracing me, was also embracing another woman. God, I'm sorry if I can't share that woman and someone else's wife. What a depraved act of Mas Aaron. My head feels heavy. Aisyah's crying gave me a reason to release Mas Aaron's embrace. Kukeloni Aisyah cried until dawn.

Breakfast menu is available at the dinner table. Mas Harun also prepared some Aisyah bathing needs. Seeing Mas Aaron who is this kind of attention. It was unbelievable that he could bring another woman in the middle of our family. Ah, stupid me. I was like being the subject of two people's jokes, Mas Aaron and Dinar. Shit!

“Breakfast, Deck. There is a fried sambel ati your favorite,” persuaded Mas Aaron with a sweet smile that now feels bland to me. “Oya, later I want to come here, he said kangen with you and Aisyah.”

I just fell silent. Every time I and Mas Aaron have a problem. My husband always calls his mother to come here. He knew my weakness was in his mother. I would never hurt my mother. Mother loves me even more than her own son, Mas Aaron.

Mas Aaron was already in the office, when mom came. A lot of the gifts he brought. Mother told me a lot of things, she was very happy when Mas Harun's dawn called and told her to come here. I know, I understand that Mas Aaron and I are having problems, but Mom pretends to be happy to cover up her worries. Duh, Mas Harun is evil. I'm sure, Mas Aaron will make many tactics so that I will forgive his mistakes, even his mother was used as a weapon. You're a fucking asshole!

“If one day I wasn't Mom's daughter-in-law anymore. Will you still love me?” I carefully opened the conversation.

“Ih, don't say so anyway, Nduk, not good. If Aaron has been wrongly forgiven, yes, Nduk. My son let it not be jewer, if necessary let me beat.”

“Ah, don't be Ma'am. Poor...” I pretended to chuckle.

“ Every household it must have its problems, Nduk. Whether it was due to economic problems, a bad husband or something else. Must be legowo and have a lot of sorry stock, yes! You must be strong for happiness to come.” Mother's banishment that makes my heart calm and more legowo.

Me and Mom say ‘ngarol-ngidul’. I intend to bring Aisyah tonight. Mother prepared various things Aisyah needs in Sana. He said, let me have another honeymoon with Mas Aaron, and most importantly solve our problems.

By late afternoon, Mas Harun came home. Mom finally decided to go home. While Mas Aaron went to take Mom. I was at home preparing a surprise for him.

I cooked Mas Harun's favorite meal. I replaced the living room curtains with beautiful floral motifs. I picked a rose in the front yard, and I put it on the dinner table. Don't forget to prepare the candles. Candle light dinner this time should always be remembered Mas Aaron.

I greeted Mas Aaron who came with the sweetest smile. Don't forget I'm wearing my flagship nightgown. Smile Mas Harun without a sigh. He is relieved to see me who can already legowo and forgive him. After dinner, we went to the back garden to enjoy the party while listening to the song, ‘Endless Love”.

When we sit together. Mas Aaron embraced and kissed my forehead. “Thank you Dek for forgiving my mistake,” he whispered.

“Of course, Nda. I love you then I must be willing to accept all your faults.” This man's smile grew even more. “But..Nda, I do love you but I can no longer live in your love, then we should just divorce.”

I love you, but I don’t Wanna be With You, Nda. I set foot leaving Mas Aaron who was still fixated and could not believe what he had just heard.

I do love Mas Harun, but to be in Mas Aaron's love seems heavy to me. It is like not learning from the mistakes made. The man must learn to appreciate his woman, let this separation be a deterrent effect for him, that loving requires loyalty.

Hampa Room, February 12, 2020

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