Belongs to Other Women
The story of Lisa 58
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The Still Lisa POV.
All along the way I was just crying. Crying over the man who felt like he just yesterday declared his love for me. The man who helped me forget my first love and grow another love in this heart.
I felt sorry that I rejected it. Throw away the ring and do not forgive it. But I was so selfish back then. Unwilling to listen to his explanation and then throw away the rough ring.
You idiot!
I'm really stupid. Why do regrets always come to an end?
“Lis, do you want to go straight home? Or—”
“Bring a mobile cave first huh? Cave if alone in the room would have thought of the non-no,” my mouth is as hiccuping.
Julia granted my request and took me around the city. The sky is still so bright. With the sun still shining bright even though the air began to cool. But not with my heart at the moment.
I feel like I'm back to chaos. Slowly I try to control myself, so that this chest does not feel too tight, but it feels free. The more I hold it, the more it hurts.
“We went to Parliament Hill, you haven't been there yet, have you?” bargain Julia, who I answered with just a nod of the head.
Arriving there, Julia parked her car and took me on foot up the hill. I really have never been to this place. But not a single word came out of my mouth, asking about this place to Julia. I would usually be excited to ask about a place I had never been before.
Parliement Hill is an open-air park in the south-east corner of Hampstead Heath in north-west London. The hill which has a height of about 98 meters (322 feet) is famous for seeing the scenery of the national skyline. This hill is also known as Primrose Hill. Today, it is one of the most exclusive and expensive residential areas in London and is home to many prominent residents.
As soon as I reached the top of the hill, my heart, which had been bitter and chaotic, was immediately amazed by the scenery displayed there. I was flabbergasted then turned to Julia who was smiling looking at my expression.
“Wow! Beautiful!” shirihku.
Julia just nodded and took me closer to the edge of the hill that had been bounded by several signs, then invited me to sit on one of the benches provided there. Many other visitors visited this place. Some of them even accidentally brought a piece of cloth to the title and became their plinth to sit on the ground. Relax with loved ones while chatting and joking.
“If I was sad, I would have come here. Sit here contemplating life. Until I finally realized one important thing in life.” Julia opened her voice.
"What?” ask me while putting my ass on that wooden bench, and then look at it.
“Out there, there are still many other people's fates that are far below us. Aren't we lucky to get to this point?” Julia exhaled and leaned her body against the back of the bench. He folded his hands in front of his chest.
“Jadi ... why do we regret everything that has happened? Why not try to let it go? After all, everything has happened, regret will not be of any use.”
I thought about what Julia said, over and over, until finally .. I stopped thinking about everything. It might take some time to forget. Not just Dave but Max. And give them up for the other woman in his heart. Not forcing my will.
I look back at the expanse of the capital of London from up here. There are many landmarks that I can see, one of which is The Shard and St Cathedral. Paul. The main place of worship of the diocese of society in the city of London.
I slowly leaned my head on Julia's shoulder, while enjoying the atmosphere in this place. Beautiful and also cool with a green expanse of grass on the ground, feels very healthy eyes.
Julia and I enjoyed the view until sunset. The sun that seems to set behind the tall buildings of London makes my heart feel calmer at this time.
After being content to sit there until the sky darkened, Julia and I finally decided to go back and immediately go home. To end a day too hard for me.
“Still yes, Juls, have nemenin today.”
Julia looked at me with an expression that seemed sad to see me. Then she spread out her hands that made me smile and immediately entered into her arms.
“Juls, if one day you meet Dave. Please ... Please really, if he asks about me, you say you don't know. I don't want to make his wife hurt and hurt. Because I know how both feel.”
Julia let go of her embrace. “Then you alone?”
“Maybe one day I will be that happy too. But I don't know when exactly.” I'm just trying to be wise right now, because in fact this heart still feels so hurt.
Julia immediately chose to go home, because tonight she will return to do her job, so she needs a break first. At first he asked me again, but I tried to reject the offer. I think I need some time alone. Yes, I need my space.
I immediately went back to my apartment room and locked myself in there. No crying, I can't cry. True what Julia said, all has happened, I should not regret all that. Too late to say regret.
Sitting on the balcony chair, I lit a cigarette and enjoyed it. Facing the dark sky with a sprinkling of stars that adorn it above.
**
The next day, I woke up early. Then I decided to go jogging. Running around a few blocks of this apartment building. Enjoy the cool air in the morning.
I haven't done this sport in a long time. My breath was shorter than before. Probably also because of the influence of cigarettes. But I can't just stop it. To me, cigarettes are the savior of my soul when I'm sad. Besides, I can still afford it in this city, although the price here is almost five times more expensive than in Jakarta.
Right now I'm deliberately running small on a tall building that may already be far from my apartment building. And it might be very far away, because suddenly I started not recognizing the area. It seems I ran too far and was swept away with the chant of the song on the headset I was using. 'Damn, ' my curse in my heart while looking to the right and left.
My breath was already wheezing and it felt like walking back to the apartment was too far away and tiring. And stupidly again, in this city there is no 'ojek' or 'angkot' like in Jakarta.
'It seems like I do have to turn around and walk around casually to get back to the apartment, ' I thought in the end.
However, as soon as I turned around I just suddenly ...
BRUOK!!
I hit someone who was carrying some boxes in his hand, causing me to bounce off and the box to hit my body. It was immediately blown by the morning wind. Nimblely a man the owner of the box immediately ran to and fro to pick up the paper. I also spontaneously picked up some things that fell around my body.
Suddenly I was surprised, as soon as I saw a photo of a pair of humans whose women I seemed to recognize. It's just that I'm not too sure. Because the woman was wearing a hoddie jacket and looks to be peeping on a man's cheek.
“This is the same as stalking!” said firmly a man who immediately pulled a piece of the photo from my hand and also pulled a box of his that I held.
The man's face is very similar to the man in the photo. I was quite surprised when he said I looked like a stalker. Goddamnit!
I can't believe this guy would say that. It turns out that not only in Jakarta there are men who are rude, there are also here. With emotion I stomped my feet and then immediately passed away without saying anything. I don't want to waste my energy and destroy my mood just to serve the goddamn guy's babble.
“Hei!! You should apologize to me!!” his screams back there made people who passed in opposite directions to me so look strangely.
When my heart ached at the unknown man, he really humiliated me. Goddamnit!
No, I did not turn towards him and do what he wanted, but instead. I accelerated my footsteps even more, leaving him. Yeah, it was the best decision.
After passing through about two blocks of the building, my breathing grew even more stingy. I paused at the end of the road by bending my body and propping it up on my two hands that were gripping my knees.
I stood at the front row, preparing to cross the road along with the other citizens who were ready to go to their respective workplaces. Pedestrian lights still look red and suddenly a car turned towards the road in front of me so slowly and with the car window open. From my current position, I can clearly see who the person in the car is.
A man wearing sunglasses with familiar clothes in his eyes. As I remembered it as soon as he pointed his middle finger at me and exclaimed, “How bit*h you are!!” he cursed at me and then darted away leaving me with a million annoyances because the other pedestrians looked at me with strange and disgusted looks.
Inwardly, I was anxious to scream back then, but I held it. Until finally the pedestrian lights turned green then I immediately ran from the crowd, crossing building after building with a furious feeling.
Arriving inside the apartment, I immediately took off the hat I was wearing and threw it on the sofa. Likewise with my headset and mobile phone which became my impingement to throw tight into the corner of the sofa.
“F*ckhead!! Ash*le!!!” I was swearing tight. Perhaps the next room will also hear my swearing.
With a gasp of breath I threw my butt into the sofa and leaned against my body. I lay down my head and close my eyes for a while, while breathing out.
These two legs felt very tired running in blocks just to avoid the damn man. “He who has no eyes! Hitting a woman instead of apologizing even said jal*ng! Just make it a shame!!” annoyed again.
This breath feels not so stable and not too perfect. Still upset I took off my gym shoes one by one and threw them on the floor with emotion. Until it produces a noise.
“Awas if I ever met that guy again. I'll bite his shoulder to a blue! Ash*le!! Ash*le!! Ash*le!!” I was still shouting out explosively, venting out the resentment in this heart.
**
All day I was in my room, there was nothing I did. Just laying down while rolling over on the bed, with a sophisticated object in my hand. While looking at the homepage of a social media app. Scroll your fingers straight from the bottom up to see the pictures that others are uploading.
A box of pizza delivery messages, I have exhausted myself greedily to not be left alone. It caused drowsiness in both eyes. Until I finally got bored. Then suddenly the phone that I was holding was immediately ringing fast while bringing up the name Tika there.
🎶
Wait, can you turn around, can you turn around?
Just wait, can we work this out, can we work this out?
Just wait, can you come here please? 'Cause I want to be with you
🎶
I immediately changed my position to sit, then swiped the green button on the screen of my phone. “Hallo?”
Tika's voice over there sounded very happy. “Hai!!! You again ngapaiiiin?”
“Dih, the name is ordinary dong! Don't be lebay!” I answered him, he chuckled amusedly.
“Eh, said Reza, he sent you a ticket via email. Check out!!” her word.
“Iya cave entrance check!! Males again!” I turned back to my body while staring at the ceiling wall of this room.
“How are you guys? Why don't you invite him to come here? Let you have his friend on the plane for hours.” Tika began to chatter as she pleased.
“Udah broken! It's a cave singles again! We are no longer as tall as!” spoiled whinekku.
Tika laughs. Again as if to mock me. He's been like this many times. It sucks!
“Oh yes, how's your guy doing? Max's wedding day, he's present dong?” I was quite curious about her lover, because this was her first lover.
“Yes that way, do not know what he can come up with not fitting the event later. For sure he said tonight want to come here!” Tika sounded excited and excited to say that to me. I'm quite happy to hear that. Even when he told me about their closeness.
Hearing Tika's story, it briefly reminded me again to Dave. A time when I was so happy to be the day with him here. In a foreign country I don't know at all. Until he took me around the city and introduced various corners of the city. Until it finally made me feel at home here.
But unfortunately, all of that is temporary. And I have to finish college. So that I could work, raise money before actually going home to Jakarta.
“Oh yes, ntar if you go home, nitip cave souvenirs huh? That was the snack we used to buy at Borough Market is the same bagel that is delicious. Safe, right if taken on a plane?”
I chuckled amusedly at her request, so simple as a starving twelve-year-old. “Although not safe, later the cave will find a way to be safe to bring it to your hands!” Then we laughed together. And continue the other conversation for hours.
In my heart I said, 'Enak also yes live like Tika, whatever she wants seems like it will come true. Without having to worry about his survival. And me?'
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