Destiny Love Lyra, Between Love And Life

Mistake Return

Mas Dimas still held me tightly as if he had rediscovered his missing girl.

No. This is not true, Dimas mas is not mine anymore he belongs to Friss Ma'am. My inner voice churns.

Slowly I release the Dimas mas.

I kept my seat from him.

"I'm sorry Lyra" said Dimas, who also realized his mistake.

I just kept silent, unable to say. Feeling that the defensive fort between me and Mas Dimas that we had painstakingly built this week was destroyed in an instant.

"Lyra, thank you for letting Mas see you tonight. This week feels hard for Mas to always avoid you and hold back from greeting you. But Mas's been trying to be nice to Friss Ly."

Yes, yes, I know. Even I always see your togetherness in the cafeteria. It hurts, maybe this is how Friss felt when I always spent time resting with you at that time. And tonight, it shouldn't have happened. We shouldn't have met. What if Friss finds out? Forgive me, Robb, I whispered in silence.

🌻See clock at 01.15

"It's been a very night, Mas. Better get home! tomorrow morning we have to work too?" my word.

"Yes Ly. Please forgive me for Ly!"

I nodded in agreement.

I saw Dimas wearing his jacket and black skullcaps. Suddenly I remembered a message from Susi. What do not-don't what is meant by Susi about the figure who often watches around here is ....

"Mas, do you come here every night?" I was worried that my buffet was wrong.

Dimas kept silent and did not answer.

"Mas ...," call me back to him hoping he answers my question.

After a while I saw Dimas nod.

"Why Mas?" I asked not to expect.

"Color I wanna see you Ly! Trying to ignore you at PT hurts me. So I came here hoping to see you Lyra, but you didn't even come out. But no problem, seeing your contract stay and you're safe inside, I'm happy Ly."

"Mass, why are you acting like that? What time do you come home from here every day?"

"Mas ... answer me mas!!" I asked again when I saw he was just silent.

"Depends Ly .. If my eyes start to get sleepy I'll go home."

"What time?" I asked him again.

"Hour 1/Hour 2."

"Mas ... Aren't you tired? Why do all this?"

"Ohh, Mas Dimas," I never thought.

"Okay, it's been quite a night. We'll talk later, go home!" say again.

"Good Ly. Assalamu'alaikum." His greeting became the last word of the night.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" I replied.

Mas Dimas then passed by taking his bike, pulling it forward. He turned on his motor when he reached the front alley, so as not to disturb other residents, maybe so he thought.

My Dimasku ...

What have you been doing all this time?

Doesn't your mind say this is wrong?

Don't you love yourself?

The time you spent just looking at my house ...

Oh, isn't that stupid?

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I opened the window next to me. The morning air is very soothing. I stared at everyone with various activities this morning. With sincerity of intention and submission to the Creator. They celebrate their day. Ready to fight with circumstances. Sweating looking for a piece of change to support a beloved family.

Suddenly I realized from my daydream and remembered the events of last night. I think I'm the one who got down with this breakup but instead the Dimas mas looks more fragile than I imagined. Still do not expect Mas Dimas has been secretly monitoring my situation, waiting for me with uncertainty will present me in the corner of the contract. Really stupid stuff, my mind.

I need to make him stop acting like that. Friss' mom should be his priority, not mine. And his health, how many hours sleep he sleeps overnight if in the early morning he just came home? Doesn't he care about himself? Ohh .. mas Dimasku.

I took my cell phone in my pocket.

I sent a message to Dimas.

📨Jam 7 later tonight I wait in the basket of fried rice Warung Bongkok!

📩We'll talk at your house! There's no mbakmu, right? looks like a reply from Dimas.

📨In the bakulan nasi goreng! my answer.

I did avoid Mas Dimas to my contract. Learning from before, emotions often weaken us. I'd better meet him outside, my inner self.

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🌻Happy reading❤❤