About the Heart

About the Heart
Long Journey



London, the reason that finally accelerated my marriage to Dion. The acceleration that I initially denied but in the end even made me happy was not refuted. Maybe I should be forced to realize that love exists, is great and has reigned on its throne.


"Are you ready for a long trip, are you?" ask Dion as soon as the plane is ready to take off.


"Just 14.5 hours, it's not a hard thing to go through, let alone have you next to me," my conversation began to eloquently, contracting Dion.


"Times?" the god by touching my nose.


"For the rest of my breath, I will be able to sail the household ark with you, let alone only 14.5 hours in the air," my conversation grew.


"Kok, so you're the one who hitter?" dion Ulik.


"Too much combed, I became a pinter," I joked with a spoiled glancing.


"Does that include a fight from me that makes you pinter, Sa?" said someone who suddenly interrupted my conversation with Dion.


I recognize that voice, only I'm not sure of the name imprints that have been labeled for it in my brain. To be sure, I looked for the source of the sound coming from the row of seats in the middle of the seat right next to my left. Dion did the same thing with me.


"Why are you everywhere?" my bro is not friendly.


"Our glycine, it's like, Yang," Dion later said.


"Ha-ha-ha .. This is the name of a mate," replied casually Mr. Aryan.


A soul mate? What kind of a soul mate is that? Who's the matchmaker?


"You two are really friendly? After the fight, huh, last night?" looking at Mr. Aryan makes me wonder if he knows about our series of marriages.


"A cold night without a fight is no fun, Bro!" dion replied relaxed but full of affirmation.


"Where are you going? Both, watch out for the khilaf!" remember Mr. Aryan.


"We just want to khilaf, so deliberately fly far," Dion chimed.


"Bad, where are you going?" ask me to stop the topic of conversation they discussed.


"You answer to your heart, but fear that someone is jealous, ha-ha-ha," laughter accompanies Mr. Aryan's silly reply.


"Don't be a fan!" firmly Dion who is able to make Mr. Aryan turn his body towards us.


"I think it's very challenging" he laughs again.


Dion's not chiming. It's just that he clenched his hands and was positioned ready to punch. Showing a fierce face to affirm that the warning is not a joke.


Put down his fist. "Don't provoke my husband's anger, sir!"


"You newlyweds? Why don't you ask for a gift from me?" he said with a smile that I thought was a smile of sincerity.


This mature man was indeed quite unexpected. There is love but no wounds. Though his age and love experience can be said to be basic level, but his shrewdness keeps the feeling of having entered the highest level.


"Well, what are you giving us, sir? A car? A home? Vacation package?" my story is unmitigated.


"A set of prayer tools," he answered briefly, densely, clearly and made the anger rise.


"it's a dowry, sir," I explained.


"I'm ready to dowry but nothing is to be memorized" he said. "Eat it for you, do it!"


"Freaky father, you should find someone who wants to be stopped first just dowry, this is even turned back," my ridicule that never offended him.


"It was to justify you but it turns out that you have been stopped by your fiancee" he said without burden.


Mr. Aryan's mouth is always unconditioned. Joking as he pleases, lightly without burden. If you do not know him, it will cause bloodshed. I'm used to the jokes and I think Dion is too. Although in his heart heed the taste, his mouth twisted love but in reality he would not separate something that already belonged to someone else.


*****


"Aryan's Hotel" is the name of the place that will be our week-long stopover here.


After checking in, we headed to the room on the 19th floor. The outside view of the hotel is amazing from the presidential suite we occupy. The clock that shows at 20:30 London time or 03:30 WIB makes me able to enjoy the atmosphere of the city night which is famous for its romance.


"It felt like a dream" I told Dion who was with me to enjoy the night on the balcony.


"For you to dream, especially for me," he honestly responded to my honesty.


"Thank you" I said in his arms.


Dion comforts our cuddle position. He turned my body around to stand behind him. His hands were wrapped around my stomach. "I should be thanking you. Our status is still like a dream to me."


"I'm supposed to thank you for your great love."


"Stop thanking me, I'm afraid that it will make me feel valuable and will make me do as I please" she said, kissing my hair.


"Have you ever stopped loving me?" ask me to explore the great feelings that do not fade even though I always ignore.


"I decided to stop. But I lost something I couldn't explain. Finally I approached you again, not to force your feelings but to take care of you from afar. It seems my sincerity is precisely what makes destiny unite us,"


I twisted my body. "When did you take care of me when Mas Rud left me?"


No answer came out of his lips. Only a single glance of a perfect smile swept beautifully across her face. Clutched me back into the warm embrace. The chest of his field became the most comfortable place to lean.


"Mas" I softly called.


"Hmmm, are you calling me, Mom? Why do I feel if your call is so cordial? I wanted to ...," Dion paused the sentence he said. He then let go of her embrace and took me to enter the room. Leave the balcony offering a beautiful night panorama in the capital of the UK.


*****


Mr. Aryan PoV


Has anyone missed me? Like I miss the woman who is now legitimately the wife of a Dion, the man I consider a friend. A painful longing but still I keep. This is all I have, to always remember you as part of the love I always wanted.


A lover like me will find happiness? Maybe that's what you think and also people who know the complexity of my feelings. Honestly I'm happy now even though this happiness isn't perfect. Like the pain of falling in love myself, I am happy even though it is just being love without a reply.


My love, which will still carve out a long story, I don't think it will be as long as my eyes see you two on the same plane as me. Your romantic chatter that reached my ears, made a rumble in my heart. But it is not Aryan Satya Dharma if I cannot master my feelings.


I try to greet you as if I have not been affected by the wedding that just happened yesterday. Yeah, I know everything. But to me you and her are still Rosa and Dion before. The woman I love and the man you love. I put my breath away and I elevate myself as Aryan who keeps your loveless love and she has to get hurt.


"Why are you everywhere?" your greeting is not friendly.


Your ketusu is like a curse. The more you tussle, the more the man will fall in love. Dion and now I were his victims. Your question sounds ridiculous to my ears. I myself do not understand why fate likes to bring us together accidentally. Like this time, I didn't expect to see you at all. The long journey I thought would be boring actually made my heart happy.


You ask why I am everywhere? Because of my love, that is the answer. The sincerity that I have, it turns out, can always present you by my side. Although I have to see you with her, but I'm happy. My happiness is very simple.


"You newlyweds? Why don't you ask for a gift from me?" I said with a full smile.


"Well, what are you giving us, sir? A car? A home? Vacation package?" your story is unmitigated.


Just so you know, I can give you everything you ask for. Let alone a car, a house or a vacation package, I can give up my life as long as you can be happy with the people you love. Like the rooms you occupied, all of this is me choosing it. How can? Because Aryan's Hotel is ....


Yeah, like that.


I deliberately chose the room next to yours. It has a balcony that allows me to see clearly what's on your balcony. Am I modus? Maybe yes, but not 100%. Just curious and yes .. I know ....


I accidentally got out at the right time. Seeing you guys hugging. The true romance embarrassed me for seeing it and it felt like I wanted to, even though it would just be a wish.


May all that I see not make me a man of evil intentions. May the happiness you are showing me always make me happy. May this love will always lead me to take care of you not to hurt you