Charm Former

Happy End of Grief

"You're beautiful, son." My mother's voice continued to praise how I look at the moment.

Yes, today is one of the special days of my life. Because on this day, one step will soon be fulfilled before I release the single period that I have been carrying. On this shoulder, all the future of my family is set.

Be happy? Sure oes. No more words can express everything I feel. I want to engrave the beauty today with gold sculptures that I will tell our children later.

I am Sandra Tunggadewi, the woman who will step into a more serious stage of a loving relationship between two hearts.

It was in this second-floor room that the skilled hands that my mother had prepared began to turn me into a queen figure this evening.

As we all planned, tonight my lover will come with both parents to ask for Papa and Mama's willingness to edit their child.

Kailash, the man I've known for over five years, will make me the only love of his life. The man I've known since we both made history in the law school at the same university.

Although he did not have as much patience as his wallet. However, I believe that Kailash is able to love me with all his heart. How happy my life will be, the man who I had always been a protective figure, will soon embrace and confuse me with his love.

I was so busy preparing my proposal that I ignored my Kailash. I forgot to think about that guy. Not wanting to make him wait a long time, I immediately took a picture of this busy self dressed by two maids ordered by Mama.

I tried to tell Kailash that his future wife was ready to welcome the man. After sending a picture of myself, I was like a smelly teenager whose heart was beating because I was waiting for news from my beloved.

Five minutes, not now ten minutes from the distance Kailash opened the message containing my photo. And there was no answer from him.

Does that guy feel the same way about me? What the heart of the man is also pounding imagine the future that we will live in later.

But, it's not like the Kailash I know. Kailash is a man without shady aling-aling (Cover). How long does it take for her to get back messages from me?

Almost half an hour from the distance of the message I sent, I saw Kailash's contact name trying to type a reply message for me. My heart prancing merrily because the end of the man I love will soon reply pap photos of me.

Long enough, until finally a message entered my messaging account, I immediately opened the message so that I immediately replied by saying if I had been waiting for his arrival at my house.

"Sorry, Sandra. I'm not ready yet. I'm not ready to get married." And I got the message right before the application process started.

Until without waiting for the cue again, I immediately pressed the green phone picture to contact him to show about the message he sent me.

"Sorry, Sandra. I can't marry you." she said like a lightning whip in broad daylight.

I'm sorry, my tears are dripping no longer unstoppable. In fact, this is all a reality that I have to face right now.

"Oh, so that's it." I replied briefly.

Of course, I cannot force others to live with me. How could I have such selfishness? Because it's not easy to live with people who don't want us, is it?

"But I don't want to part with you, Sandra. I'm just not ready to get married."

"Thank you, thank you for being honest with me. I wish you were always happy even without me. Thank you for filling these past five years with great memories, Kai. And sorry, I can't force you to stay with you. We live each other's lives beautifully. Good bye."

I surrendered. However, I did not lose. At least it's a good ending for both of us. It wasn't easy for me and Kailash to make a decision like this. I'm sure he has good reason to cancel this proposal. And I also have good reason to end this relationship.

Let the rain wipe away the wounds as it washed the earth. Happiness is like rain.

In the past, when a beautiful orange red tinge. When dark cotton swabs join the horizon. The drops of life fall in unison

Bombing thousands of kilometers of land.

Impression evaporated above the ground. Soluble with rain fragrance. Under the pleasure of God. Sweet promise of the future

Pseudo happiness reaper wet blanket. Which I don't get now.

Now I have to fight Nestapa. Staring at the soul-wrenching despicable cry. Stabbed until longing to burst out. With one breath of rage.

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