About the Heart

Inner Upheaval

"I'll definitely come back for you, don't you move your heart" Dion grew serious.

No. .. no ....

I think my eyes are starting to glaze over. I was no longer able to hold back my feelings. Will I be left behind when I'm in love.

Her darling?

Do I love Dion too?

I don't know!

I also doubt, can I replace Mas Rud with Dion so soon?

"Are you not able to do it without me?" Dion scratched the feeling behind my heart.

"Of course, of course I can, who you are, make me unable to do without you" I tried to lie to my feelings.

Dion looked at the honesty of my answer. He pinned his eye bead on my eye bead. He frowned, a sign of wanting to obtain the pure truth with the sentence I just stranded.

"Are you beginning to doubt my honesty?" I try to overcome his doubts.

I was encouraged to set my breath as normal as possible and started to be cheerful. I polish my lips with my sweetest smile.

"Go, I'm sure you'll be back soon too, you won't be far from me" I explained.

"What if I go longer than you think" Dion again asked still with his flat face.

The deg!

I can't hear that word. I don't wanna hear it.

"Are you going to be like Mas Rud, leaving me alone," I began to stare at him with eye makeup drenched by tears about to slide.

I really can't afford to go on a show, pretending to be calm with what's going to happen.

"To be honest .. yes, I'll leave you, I'll stay in Yogya" Dion honestly.

For some reason, my heart couldn't accept Dion's decision.

"Why did you accompany me when I left her, even now, you will leave me?" I took steps to get away from him.

"Go away, and never come back. If this is your way of hurting me, you succeed." I said in an unstoppable cry.

Dion got up from his seat and took my hand that was almost out of his reach.Dion hugged me.I was angry, but I also did not want to let go of his embrace.But my ego is more controlling, I brushed off his embrace.

"Be quiet, let me hold you before we meet again" Dion said.

I kept trying to shake his embrace, even if it didn't work out. His embrace grew even tighter, making me even more confined in his warm embrace.

"Are you so afraid I'll leave you?" Dion started asking again.

I'm silent.

"I was only a week in Yogya" he explained later.

I let go of her embrace. Soon I left him who was still staring at my departure with his happy smile.

"Tell you, Di," I murmured as I walked away from him.

How dare you play with my feelings. You think you can just as casually, come and go in my heart.

*****

Dion PoV's

"Well, are you home, Mom? Sister Rosa, where?" Kristy asked me who just got out of the car.

"He, hasn't arrived yet?" I asked back.

"No, my mother, I've been here" Kristy replied.

I was busy with my HP. My face must have expressed concern, I stepped back and forth on the porch of your house.

"What's wrong, Mas, you guys fight," Kristy was curious.

"He was angry, it seemed to be a joke that I could not accept" I explained.

"Perhaps, the mood of Ms. Rosa is no longer good Mas, so Mas Dion joked into my heart" Kristy comforted me.

*****

"Sir," the online taxi driver I was riding in called me.

"Yes, Mom" I turned to the man

I called him mas, because he was young, I guess maybe 5 years above me.

Supposedly, not just me to call mas, but mas handsome. His posture is actually more suitable to be a model, not only handsome face but his body is also good.

Ups ... even digress!

"The mother is sitting in front, I'm the driver" he reminded me.

"Your habits, after all I am not a princess who must be chauffeurized" I chanted.

"Yes, Ma'am, yes" asked the handsome driver.

"Master," I replied with a smile.

The driver saw me. I remembered my words, looking for the sentence error that made the reaction of the handsome driver was shocked.

"Sir, run away from the proposal?" I closed my eyes to hear the question.

"Down from the proposal?" I repeated the question.

"Oohh ... Not mas, I mean I'm from my best friend's proposal." I explained later.

"Call Rosa, aja," I asked her.

"It's polite to call you Rosa" he asked.

"Just relax, Mom, let's just say we're friends" I said.

"I, Aryan," knew the handsome man.

We also engaged in a casual conversation. Even a cheerful laugh was present in between our stories.

" Yes, your boyfriend is waiting for you" Mas Aryan told me, when his car had just stopped in front of my house

"Thank you, Mom," I said as I opened the car door waving my hand.

*****

I got off the taxi that was driving me. I waved my hand at Mas Aryan, whom I had made a friend of. I turned my body, and I found Dion standing in front of my gate. His face was filled with worry about me.

I step my foot past Dion.

"Why don't you pick up my phone," Dion asked as he followed me walking into the house.

I didn't answer Dion's question. I just kept stepping into the house, and passed into my room.

"I'm sorry" Dion said before I closed my door.

"I want to change clothes first" I replied, closing the door.

I lay myself in bed. I closed my eyes, I set my heart that had been shaken with all the words that Dion had said. Debaran who made me baper, his sweet behavior that made me float, especially his departure that I feared. This burning feeling, can I call love?

Drrt-drrrt-drr!

"What, Di," Dion called me.

"Wait another 20 minutes, I'll take a shower first" I said, ending Dion's call.

*****

I took a seat to the left of Dion. He then shifted his body, to make it a little more palatable for us to chat with each other.

"I'm sorry" Dion apologized.

"You're not wrong, Di," I said sorry to Dion.

My mind has been open since I took a shower. I brushed aside the stronger emotions that controlled my heart. I remember all the good Dion's been doing. And the thing that made me angry earlier, it felt like just a little thing that I didn't have to exaggerate.

"I don't mean to play with your feelings, Sa. I just want to know how you feel about me. I don't want to second-guess, I don't want to misinterpret your attitude lately. But if what I did earlier made you angry, then I'm sorry." Dion took out all his heart.

I sighed.I looked at the word for word Dion said. It's time I gave clarity to our hanging status. Supposedly, as a woman who asks for status, this is even me who does not clarify it.