Because of Free Communion

Because of Free Communion
#10



Djakarta..


Finally I arrived in Jakarta, picked up by my mother and husband, repeatedly asking why I came home so soon. But I just kept quiet and looked out the window.


I want to have a better life.


"Mom, I want to go to school abroad again, will you?" I said suddenly.


"Huh? You certain? I graduated, yaudah here. Why are you suddenly leaving?" answer my mother who is full of questions.


"I want to be a more useful person. Can you?" My answer.


"Where do you want to go to school?" Ask my mom.


"Germany" I answered quickly.


"Those Germans speak German, do you think you can?" Ask my mother with concern.


"Can you ma, I can find a German tutoring place outside of work hours too can you?" calm answer.


And finally the day after day passed I had started to go to work and learn languages. For a better future.


But suddenly for a moment I opened my anstagram, accidentally I saw Frans who was recording his moment with the woman. I called him right away.


"Where are you ? Why are you the same Anj*ng Sukma anyway? Can't you appreciate my feelings in the least?" I said when the phone was picked up by Frans.


"I just go doang, anyway I'm still your girlfriend is not her boyfriend, do not exaggerate it." Answer it lightly.


"Oh okay, if so. Whatever, from now on I won't care all about you anymore, and vice versa don't ever interfere with all my affairs, whatever I decide." Answer me with resignation.


"OK" I answered and hung up.


I, who was resting in between the language lessons, could not hold back my tears, my tears continued to flow nonstop. It feels like I've been thrown away for being useless. Some time some of my friends approached me asking what had happened to me, but I was not even able to answer. Until I finally felt my eyes dark, unable to look around anymore.


At the same time..


Edward..


"Hello sir, miss Ibeth is crying in the corridor, it seems like we've had a fight on the phone." Said my assistant who I assigned to look after Ibeth before leaving. Two months all looks fine, Ibeth is just busy spending time on bekerha and language lessons. And I was busy preparing ways and places so that Ibeth could realize his wishes, so I returned to my country, to organize all of them. But when my assistant told me that, I felt pain, and couldn't even say anything.


"Hello sir, are you still there?" Ask my assistant again.


"Yes." My unfinished answer was suddenly cut off.


"Master, Miss fainted !!" Sela my assistant in a panic.


"Please him and take him to the hospital, I'll find a plane to Jakarta, tomorrow I can arrive." Answer me.


"Well" answered my assistant, hanging up the phone.


"Please find a plane ticket to Indonesia with the fastest departure (b.germany)" I told my secretary.


"Okay sir" he answered and immediately went about his duties.


"This woman, always stupid, was stupid until she gave up everything to that man, without knowing how valuable she was" I whispered inwardly.


Seriate..