Arinda, First Love

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ARINDA POV

After all these years of trying to forget, God gave me a very special gift.

Yes, that day after all these years God brought us back together. He who comes from the past, he who once made me feel the wake up in love.

He whose name I have tried to forget is half dead. He who once brought happiness and sorrow to each other.

Ah, he whose face I now hate to death. He is a memory I want to lose.

Nothing changes from it, other than maturity that seems to increase over time.

My heart almost stopped beating when suddenly a man in a suit hit me in front of the elevator.

All the files I was holding fell scattered on the floor, the man seemed to bow his body and crouch down to retrieve all the files that had fallen scattered.

At first glance I saw the face of a man who had been trying for years to forget even though it was difficult to die.

Deg, man,

"Why do You have to meet me again with God." My inner self while enduring the pain and tightness that come simultaneously.

I tried so hard to avoid it, to leave my hometown, my family, my friends, my whole life back then just to forget it.

Why should God easily bring me back with him here at this time, I thought.

"Sorry" he said softly while handing over all the files he had tidied up.

A few moments when our eyes met, a face I didn't want to see again in my entire life was standing right in front of me.

I wanted to run away and leave him again, but my legs were like they were stuck there.

There was not a single word that could be said from my lips that felt suddenly confused.

I tried to take my eyes off her and then ran away leaving her without a word .

Trying to gather all my sanity that momentarily disappeared .

After these few days I continued to avoid meeting him even though we were professionally superiors and subordinates.

But as much as possible I avoid talking if only the two. I don't want us to start talking about personal matters.

Just keep acting like this. I will try to remain professional and respect him as my boss in this office.

No more and no less. Pretending not to know each other is the best thing to do right now.

I don't want anyone to know the past that I've buried so deeply in.

There is no place for the past in the future. Maybe it was time I faced him, and didn't have to constantly run away.

Escape from the things that brought us together like over the last few years.

I've sacrificed too much to prevent our meeting now.

But since it has already happened, I will return to my previous life like before.

Leaving my hometown and my friends has changed nothing.

God always has a way of testing people. And I'll take this as one of His tests.

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On Saturday morning, I finished all my things. That day I decided to go back to my hometown Bogor.

I decided to take the inter-city train, and not bring a vehicle. Because Sunday night, I have to arrive again in Jakarta.

I don't want to be late for work if I leave my parents' house. Every time I come home I always take the train like that.

I ordered an online motorcycle taxi to go to a station that was only about 15 minutes away on a motorcycle.

I didn't tell my parents first to surprise them.

It has been more than 6 months since I last decided to go back to Bogor. Usually they both always come to Jakarta specifically to meet me.

My mother was just an ordinary housewife and my father was just a small-time merchant in the market.

I am the 2nd of 3 children, I have 1 brother and 1 brother as well.

My older brother was an employee at a private bank in Bogor, while my younger brother was still in college.

My brother Adrian, he's married and lives not far from our parents' house.

My mother who asked him to buy a house that is not too far away can even be traveled just by walking less than 10 minutes.

Luckily his wife was very kind and did not bother about it. She knew that her husband was the favorite of both of my parents.

My mother was very unable to get away from him, she was very indulgent brother Adrian since a long time ago. Even sometimes my youngest brother named Dean is always envied by him.

Ah, I miss them all so much. I'll try to start everything back the way it used to be. Because of how hard I avoided it turns out God actually makes me see it every day now.

It was time for me to completely forget about it, so that I would not falter anymore because after all we would start a work together for a short time.

There's no way I should quit the company just because of my ex-boyfriend's presence, it's funny if I do.

Not felt after traveling for 3 hours I finally arrived in front of my parents' house.

Nothing has changed in the past, this house always feels warm and comfortable. I looked around my yard with lots of fruits and vegetables.

If someone else plants his front yard with something beautiful like flowers, then another with my mother who chose to make his front yard as her mini garden.

It is healthier for all vegetables grown directly by themselves than those sold on the market to contain a lot of pesticides according to him.

It was a troublesome thing I thought, but that's how my mother likes gardening like that.

"Assalamualaikum." I said while knocking on the door

"Greetings" answered my mother from inside the house

Ceklek, the door is open.

"Ayaaaah..here's a sneak well.look who's coming." shouted the mother with her thunderous voice.

"Why mother, this heat is how I scream." replied my father grumbling as he approached the mother who was standing at the door

"O Allah, Rin... This is you really going home.?" father asked with his excitement to take me into his arms

"Udah dong yah, I just haven't embraced mother's daughter. How come you're just straight away." protest mom while pulling dad to let me go.

My mother came over and hugged me, it felt so warm and comfortable like always.

They must have been very surprised by my sudden arrival without giving any news first.

"Mom misses you" said mom

"Salah loh Bu, kangen-kenannya continued later on inside. It's been a long time since our daughter has come home" said the gentle father

Mother also chuckled softly while shedding her tears that she could no longer bear. I know that my arrival like this makes them very happy.

Usually those who visit me, almost every month 1 time when the weekend like this.

No matter how hard they persuaded, I never obeyed their desire to go home. I always say my job is the reason.

The three of us went straight to the living room, while my father brought my backpack and put it in my room.

"Rin, why don't you call mom and dad if you want to go home?" ask mom

"Nothing Mom, Arin wants to make a surprise for dad and mom. It's been a long time Arin has not come home here, even if it's never been more than 1 day." obviously I smiled thinly trying to hide my feelings.

"Oh, it's okay. Anyway, now you're here. You do not care, darling?" asked softly holding my hand

"Yes, ma'am from now on I'll try to go home every month. Mother and father no longer need to come to Jakarta to visit me." obviously I made both of them dumbfounded.

"Dad, are you dreaming" said the mother suddenly.

"Why be surprised so much mom" said the father as he ran over to us.

"This is a well, our beautiful daughter said earlier we do not need to visit him again to Jakarta every month" said the mother explained.

"Well, why baby?" asked the father a little surprised there was disappointment emanating on his face.

"Because Arin will go home more often. If you are busy Rinda will come home once every 1 month here, and if Rinda's leisure will try more often." I replied with a smile.

Mom and Dad looked so happy to hear my story. What I promised was nothing special, but I could see a great twinkle of happiness in both of their eyes.