COUPLE OF CHOICES

COUPLE OF CHOICES
Real dream.



" Ma ... " Say me slowly.


" I already have a candidate of Dhira's own choice. " I looked at my mother inside.


Mama immediately took her eyes off papa, looking at me with suspicion.


" Who ? " Task my mom.


" Tomorrow after you're healthy I'll introduce you to mama . " I answered while looking at the father who was still lying unconscious.


" don't try to lie to your mom . " Answer mama flat .


I just nodded and walked to the sofa to stretch myself after feeling the exhaustion.


Sister Dina immediately approached me and looked at me with a face full of questions.


" What else is mbak ? I don't want to be asked again. " Say me sniff and close my eyes for a moment.


Dina's mother did not say my words and chose to sit on the edge of the sofa.


The atmosphere of silence for a moment, I tried to calm my mind to forget all the events of the accident that made me hurt in addition to the insistence of my mother who always asked me to get married especially with mas Arjuna.


After quite a while, I heard the faint voice of someone who was speaking. I slowly opened my eyes, my gaze fixed on a man who was talking with my mother not far from the sofa where I was leaning.


" You've woken up Dhir ? " Task my mom with a big smile.


I just nodded slowly, then tidied up my hair that looked a little irregular because I had been unconscious for about an hour and a half. My gaze was still on a man who was sitting behind my back making me only able to see his back and not be sure who the man was.


" Dhira, here dear know this son of papa's friend . " Mama asked me to approach her.


I rolled my eyes lazily when I heard mama's words, but when I saw mama's eyes were sharp like eagle eyes that would devour her prey, I quickly walked slowly closer to my mother while overtaking the hair behind my ears.


" Vero knows this Nadhira aunty's son . "


My steps stopped immediately, my legs seemed unable to support my ideal body, my eyes heated up when I saw a man who was in front of me at this moment.


" How are you doing Dhir ? " Vero stood up from his sitting thrusting his right hand at me.


I still look at it with glassy eyes. It was like a dream to see a man who was before me at this moment.


" I deliberately went back to Indonesia to meet you Dhir. " Vero answered trying to hold my hand.


I quickly shook off the hand that was about to touch me. I looked at him more and more sharply, my eyes could no longer bear to stem the grains of water that urged to come out.


" Never come near me again. " I'm upset.


" Dhira ? why are you talking like that ? " mama bit me.


I glanced at my mother, choosing to leave the room immediately. I looked for Dina but never found her, stepped out of the hospital building to the parking lot into my mini cooper car.


Drove on the streets of the capital that was again crowded at the time of returning home from work like this. now I'm the psychologist himself poured all my frustration.


" Why is he coming back for? she easily said come back for me ? ciihh .. indeed he who dares to come back for me. Damn, I'll never see her again. Why is everything so upsetting today ? aahhh . siaalll .. "


I screamed as I vented my irritation even the tear-filled mouth that I had been holding back from earlier now flowed profusely down my cheeks.


I stopped my car for a moment lamenting my very sad rice at this moment. Before the end I re-applied my car to my apartment building.


I got out of the car, walked slowly into the apartment building with my head so sore that it made me slow down a bit, my body seemed to rotate as I felt my vision grow blurry before the end I could not realize what was happening.


Like her I dreamed of being with a man who is now starting to steal my attention. I felt a masculine scent that was very close to my sense of smell.


" hmm ..the masculine scent that is now opium to me. " Say me in a dream.


" do you like this smell of my body ? " The heart of a man who is in my dreams.


I nodded with a smile, in my dream the man's hand gently touched my face and then kissed my forehead.


" I'm sorry Dhira, I didn't mean to hurt you dear . " Talk it behind my ears.


Wait ....


Why do I feel that whisper behind my ear is real ? is this not a dream ?? ...


I woke up and realized from my dream for a moment I felt a breath that was right on my face, soon I opened my eyes even though I had to blink a few times to endure my headaches that I still felt.


" aaaa ?? "