Cidro (Between Love And Wounds)

Chapter 65

The image went inside and walked towards the kitchen. He intends to take a drink. As for Tian, waiting for him outside. After taking out two bottles of drink, Citra rushed to return to the front. To the place where Tian was waiting for him.

"It's me bawain...."

His sentence was cut off when his ears heard Tian talking to someone on the phone. Talk that sounds intimate and intimate. Image's body froze on the spot as Tian said he still loved his past.

"Mas Tian!" call Citra. His voice seemed to be stuck in his throat so surprised.

Hearing the voice of Image, Tian turned his head. Her face flushed. He then approached Citra and tried to touch her hand.

"Who are you talking to?" ask Citra with a vibrating voice.

"So I was talking to.. same thing.... same with my ex," he replied.

The image nodded in understanding. "Oh yes, ex. Still call often?" ask again.

Tian speechless. He did not answer the simple question posed by Citra.

"It's okay to still be on good terms with your ex. Who knows, they might turn again. Knitting unfinished story," Citra said.

Tian looked at Citra in surprise. He did not understand the meaning of the words Citra just now.

"What do you mean?" ask Tian. His chest rumbled violently as Citra said that.

Citra sighed slowly. He stared at Tian's face at a glance.

"I know. I am also self-conscious. There can be no one who truly loves me except my own family" Citra said.

"I should have realized from the beginning. There is no way that you who are an idol teacher of students at school suddenly fall in love with a bad duck like me. Suddenly I was very happy with me," he continued.

"Finish your past stories. Finish your story. Before that's over, don't ever see me again. Thanks for everything. I won't forget all this. Thank you for filling my days with laughter and love" he concluded.

"Cit, you misunderstood. My story is the same as my ex's long over. I'm the same as him...."

The image raised its hand. Gesticulating for Tian to shut up.

"Enough! I don't want to hear anything more from you. Sorry if all this time I was just a barrier to your love," Citra said.

"Your image misunderstood. Please listen to my explanation. I'm the same she has nothing to do with it anymore. It's just you in my heart now" Tian replied.

"Please trust me. I have no intention of re-knitting the story with Marta, my ex!" continued.

"Maybe I can trust you. I'm sorry I can't be with you anymore. I don't want to feel the deepening wounds here." Point it at his chest.

"Now it's better, we walk alone. We live each other's lives. Let's say we're introspection. Let's just say we're thinking back to continuing this relationship" Citra said.

"And this! I'm giving you back this ring. I don't want to get hurt the more I see the ring still with me. If one day we are destined to fight. The ring will lead you back to me." The image returned her engagement ring with Tian.

Tian refused. But Citra kept forcing him. He didn't want to get hurt if he saw the ring. After saying so, Citra immediately ran into her house. Heart's broken. His love is burned to the ground by betrayal.

"Why is God spilling all of this on me? Why does God not allow me to be happy with the one I love? Why?" his screeches. Her tears are dripping. The memories with Tian were as if played back in his memories.

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This morning the sun did not show. He was hiding behind the black clouds that were swirling in the sky. Drop by drop rain was heard falling and hitting the precarious and the streets.

The image rose from its sleep. His head feels heavy. His eyes also felt swollen and sore. The image sits on the floor. It turns out that since last night he had fallen asleep on the floor of his room.

"Why did all this happen to me? Why do I have to go through this" he explained.

Her tears trickled back as she recalled the memories she had shared with Tian. Her tears were hardened as she recalled the incident last night.

The sound of knocking on the door made Citra rise from her seat. He wiped his tears with the back of his hand. He didn't want anyone else to see his tears.

"Yes Ma." Citra answered her mother's call while opening the door to her room.

"Yes Ma. What's up?" tanyakanya.

Miss Mirna looked at Citra in surprise. He felt that there was something strange about his daughter.

"You're okay, right?" ask Miss Mirna.

The image frowned. "Partner is good, Ma. Imagery is not why-why," replied Citra reassuringly.

Ms. Mirna did not believe Citra's words. The woman kept staring at the child's face. As if to ascertain the truth of his daughter's words.

"That's your eye why is it so swollen?" ask Miss Mirna.

"Oh this... this is because the image watched drakor overnight. So lack of sleep and the eyes become swollen Citra," replied Citra.

"So, really, because of Drakor? Not because you're crying?" Miss Mirna asked while looking into the child's eyes.

Seeing the gaze of his mother, Citra immediately lowered her head. Hiding a wound that suddenly feels sore.

The image looked towards his fingers. "That's Ma. Citra's fingers were itching last night. So Citra took off her ring first," Citra replied lying.

Miss Mirna took a long breath. The woman seems to know something but she is reluctant to tell Citra.

"Yes already. You wash your face first. Keep eating breakfast" said Ms. Mirna.

The image nodded its head. Then he went back into his room.

"I'll talk to him later." He murmured while staring at a ring in his hand.

Ms. Mirna continued her steps towards the dining room. The children and her husband were waiting for her to have breakfast together.

"What image is Ma?" ask Mr. Bayu.

"So soon he's down. Wash her face again" replied Miss Mirna.

Before long, Citra seemed to descend from the top floor. He walked to the dining room.

"Good morning everyone," said Citra as soon as she arrived in the dining room.

"Good morning dear," replied Mr. Bayu.

Anne looked at her sister with a suspicious look. He felt something strange about the image.

"Are you okay Cit?" anne asked half a whisper.

"It's okay" Citra replied.

Anne looked at her sister's face. He wanted to make sure what Citra said was true.

"Why are you swollen?" ask Anne.

"Oh this. I watched drakor last night. I was just asleep at dawn. So swollen my eyes," replied Citra again lying.

Anne mangosteen heard Citra's reply. Although unsure of the answer to Citra, Anne did not ask again. He decided to enjoy his breakfast this morning.

"Ma, Pa! Can I ask for permission?" citra.

"Where are you going to ask permission, honey?" ask Miss Mirna.

The image was silent for a moment. Then she replied, "Partra wants permission to cut her hair. I've been thinking for a long time that I didn't cut my hair."

Mr. Bayu and Ms. Mirna exchanged looks. They were astonished by the girl's request. Usually Citra will refuse if anyone will cut her hair. But now....

"Partner of trying short hair models. Let's be fresh" he continued.

Miss Mirna smiled. "By dong Darling. Where do you want to cut your hair? At the salon Mama want? Later let Mama and Anne anterin," said Ms Mirna.

"Thank You Ma. Papa how? Can you get a haircut?" ask her father.

Mr. Bayu took a long breath. "Honestly, Papa would rather see you have long hair like a gini. But if you want to try a new hairstyle, Papa can not refuse," replied Mr. Bayu.

Imagery reviews smiles. She was very happy that both her parents allowed her to cut her long hair.

"Yes already. Be prepared. We're leaving now" said Ms. Mirna.

The image and Anne nodded together. The two of them got up from their seats and quickly walked out of the dining room.

An hour later, Ms. Mirna, Citra, and Anne had arrived at the salon for Ms. Mirna's subscription. The woman immediately went inside and spoke to the salon receptionist.

"Jeng Mirna, how are you? I have not played here for a long time," said the salon owner.

"Alhamdulillah well, Jeng Dewi. Yes, it is busy taking care of the children" replied Miss Mirna.

The woman called Jeng Dewi smiled. Then his eyes turned to the two girls who had just been silent beside Bu Mirna.

"Oh, what kind of treatment does Jeng want? Coincidentally we are having a promo," said Jeng Dewi.

Then the beautiful woman informed her of the ongoing promo at this time.

"It just so happens, Citra wants a haircut" said Ms Mirna.

"What model do you want to cut?" ask Jeng Dewi.

"In smoothing aja Aunty. Keep it cut to the shoulder. Continued to be given bangs," explained Anne representing Citra.

Jeng Dewi understood Anne's request. Then the woman called her employees to do what Anne asked them to do.

"You change the appearance a thousand times, you will not be able to attract the attention of others" said someone.