Destiny Love Maira

Have You Forgiven Me?

Ervan was still staring at the painting in front of her. He was right still not expecting if the painting he bought in a street gallery turned out to be Erika's painting.

Painting of withered flowers...

The hand painting is epic and very meaningful, so Ervan liked her even fell in love when she first saw her.

"Van. drink"

Erika's voice made Ervan a little surprised. He looked at Erika who came with a glass of warm tea in her hand. It looks like Erika just finished praying, because she was in the room long enough.

"You painted this?" ask Ervan.

Erika who was putting the tea glass on the chair immediately turned to Ervan.

He nodded slowly and looked at his unfinished painting. Hopefully, Ervan did not dismantle the pile of canvas down, because if not, it could be serious. Ervan must have known if she had painted her canvas face.

"When do you like to paint?" ervan asked in a stale manner as he sat back in the chair. While Erika sat down to see Ayu who was excited and dissolved in her coloring book.

"Since long ago, it's just never tried to make something like this" Erika replied.

Ervan nodded and looked back at the painting.

"It's not over yet?" ask Ervan.

"No, maybe tonight will be over. Only the last touch. I'm out of paint" Erika said.

Yes, Ervan can see if Akbar was dismantling Erika's groceries that only contain writing equipment.

"Sister... Akbar buy food first. While the rain had stopped" said Akbar

"Yes, is the money still there?" ask Erika

"There's a brother" replied as he got up from his seat.

"Sister Ervan doesn't eat either. Let Akbar buy all of you" Akbar asked Ervan.

"Can. Here's the money" Ervan said, taking his wallet out of his pants pocket.

"Not to Van. There is money with Akbar" said Erika.

"What's wrong. The money is for your pocket. Buy food, which is good. But do not be spicy, the same snack as well" said Ervan while giving some red money to Akbar.

"Most of these, brother. The rice is only ten thousand packets" said Akbar. Making Erika instantly turn her face away and grimace bitterly.

Ervan smiled as she glanced at Erika. Semenyet what is his life now?

"It's okay. The rest is for you" Ervan replied.

"But brother" Akbar looked doubtful.

"Don't turn down Rezky, no good. I've gone there. It will rain again" said Ervan.

Akbar turned to Erika, and when he saw Erika nodding he also nodded.

"Sister... Ayu want fruit yes, a small round fruit red color, which is like Erika's brother bought yesterday" Ayu exclaimed to Akbar

"Fruit wine?" ask Akbar.

Ayu immediately nodded quickly, her innocent face looking so happy. And it made Ervan smile funny looking at this kid.

"Yaudah, I'll buy you later. Go first, brother" said Akbar.

Erika and Ervan just nodded and looked at the departure of Akbar who was running through the thin drizzle that was still coming down.

Ayu again struggled on her picture, she did not want to interfere in adult affairs which now only fell silent awkwardly.

Yes, how not awkward, if their last meeting was really unpleasant.

"Thank you Van. Today you have been good to us" said Erika finally.

Ervan only glanced at Erika at a glance and looked back at Erika's painting.

"I want to do good too. It's you" Ervan replied.

Although it sounds ketus, but Erika knows Ervan is only prestige to admit it.

"You've been living here a long time?" ask Ervan.

Erika was silent for a moment, but a second later she nodded slowly.

"Three months"

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Ervan looked at Erika. Look at him with an unbelieving face.

Three months?

Isn't that a long time?

Even three months ago wasn't it the time Ervan canceled their engagement???

What exactly happened???

Ervan wants to ask why? But it doesn't feel very appropriate. Especially when looking at Erika's face that turned sad like that.

He seems to be having trouble with his family.

"I think you're studying out of town right now" Ervan said

"No. I'm at home with Akbar and Ayu" Erika replied

"I continued to paint yes" said Erika

"Yes, I also want to see if the painting is really yours or not" Ervan replied

Erika smiled again and began to pour her paint into the container.

"Is it because I've never looked like this before that you don't believe?" ask Erika

"Yes" Ervan answered so honestly.

"Now, you look so different" Ervan said, looking at Erika who began to gradate her colors.

The face behind the hijab in it still looks pale, especially Erika who does not wear any makeup. His face was very natural and natural. Not like she used to think about her appearance. Especially when I'm with Ervan. Even Ervan was caught off guard by seeing it.

But now ..

No more.

"What bad guy like me doesn't deserve to change?" ask Erika.

Ervan was immediately stunned hearing that.

"I also want to change for the better. Even though everyone doesn't believe that." said Erika again.

His eyes and hands were still focused on his painting. Until Ervan could look at Erika without being awkward.

"Not really, anyone has the right to change. Even a sinner who has such a great sin can still go to heaven if he intends to change, rather than a pious but arrogant person" said Ervan.

Erika smiled and nodded

"Am I going to heaven after everything I've done?" ask Erika.

"Why not, as long as your intentions do want to turn out to be good" Ervan replied.

"But I'm still not calm" Erika said again.

"Why?" ask Ervan. Still looking at Erika fixedly.

"Because I haven't gotten sorry from you"

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Ervan was stunned, especially when she saw Erika who glanced at her glance and looked back at her painting.

"I used to make you hard. Always makes you angry and upset. It has always troubled you with all my self-destructive attitude. My mistake has been so much. Will you forgive me?" ask Erika.

Ervan sighed and looked at Erika's painting.

It seemed like it was the right object for them to look at rather than looking at each other.

"If I hadn't forgiven you, maybe I wouldn't be here right now" Ervan replied.

And this time it was Erika who was stunned. He turned to Ervan who was also looking at him.

"Living in resentment and anger is not good either. Your fault is not with me. But to Maira and her friend. You should have apologized to them first" Ervan said.

Erika smiled and nodded. He turned his face back.

"Even before I was like this. I apologized to them. And because of that, I want to change for the better. At least before my age runs out I want to get sorry from everyone" Erika replied.

"And you've got it instead" said Ervan

Erika nodded back.

"Yes, I am so grateful that they will forgive me" Erika replied.

"They're good people. They won't blame it anymore. Especially when you see you like this now" said Ervan.

And Erika just smiled hearing that.

"Why don't you stay at your parents' house anymore?"

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Ervan's question made Erika's hand stop for a moment. But only briefly, because after that he re-applied the brush at the end of his painting.

"Because itself is better" answered Erika

"You sure?" ask Ervan

"Why not. Not that sometimes the desire is not as expected" said Erika.

Ervan grunted a smile and nodded. It seems like Erika does not want to discuss this. Although it looks calm, but Ervan can see if Erika's eyes glass like storing a wound that is so big.

"You sold this painting?" asked Ervan who finally switched their conversation.

"Yes, good enough for Akbar and Ayu's pocket money" replied Erika.

"Why not make your name there. Why only initials?" ask Ervan.

"No need for people to know. Because if people find out, maybe they won't like my paintings anymore. I was afraid of those who initially liked it, but after knowing that I painted, their love of heart disappeared" Erika replied.

And damn.. That word seemed to be on her.

Astarghfirullah....