Dilemma (Between Friends and Love)

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After a long drive, we finally arrived in front of my house in the village. Hah, because it's so tired and sleepy. After the greetings with Mom and Dad, I went straight into my room to sleep.

Before going to bed I recalled the conversation I and President Zukril had at the cafe this afternoon. I don't know if I made the right or wrong decision, which is for sure the decision I made was good for Kanaya and her son. Even though it actually cuts my heart.

All right now I have to open a new leaf, erasing all the memories of the togetherness of me and President Zukril. I have to be strong, all of this is my choice and I don't need to regret it. "I have to be strong. Talia, you must be strong." My words encourage myself.

Suddenly the door of the room opened from outside. "Talia," turns out it was Kanaya who entered while carrying a glass of milk and placed it on the table. "It's milk from Mom, she said to drink yes so that your body is better."

"Yes I'll have a drink, now I want to lie down first."

Kanaya approached and sat down next to me lying down. "Talia, you are a very good friend. You are willing to leave Zukril for me, for the future of the child I bear. Thank you very much." He held my hand. "Either what will happen to me if I do not meet you, perhaps my fate will not be as good as it is now. I'm really lucky to have a friend like you." Sluggishly.

"You don't have to overdo it like that, all that I do in the name of friendship. Both of your parents are gone, so it's my best friend who should stand at the forefront to help you if you're in trouble or trouble." I had to sacrifice my own feelings.

"Oh my God, you sleep Kanaya. It's late at night, it's not good for pregnant women to sleep too late."

"Alright, you don't sleep too late either." Then he lay down and closed his eyes.

All right, I should start sleeping now. Just let my heart hurt, not my physique either. After finishing the milk from Mom, I turned off the room lights and went to bed. I hope tomorrow the pain I feel today will go unnoticed. Hope so....

***

I felt someone stroking my head, which forced me to see who was doing it. Although it feels like my eyes are so difficult to open, but still I force it.

Slowly but surely, I have started to see clearly the face of the person who stroked my head. And it turns out it was Mom. It was nice when I woke up and the first person I saw was Mom, but why did Mom's face look so sad. What the hell is this really?

I got up from my sleep and looked at this in wonder. "What's the matter, Mom, why did you look so sad this morning?" I asked as I gently touched Mom's face.

Mom just shook her head while letting out a little prank that would make me even more confused. "In-outside there's a guest." Yeah, so what does that guest have to do with your grief this morning? That is what my look means to my mother. "That guest is Zukril and his grandmother."

Huh! Oh, my God, what is this? I really can't digest everything. This early in the morning President Zukril and his grandmother came to my house? What was the purpose of them coming here?

As if she knew what I was thinking, she said, "they came with a proposal and a wedding date for Kanaya."

I really feel like my body is so numb, my position is like a statue now. I just kept quiet when I heard the words from Mom, I was really shocked. President Zukril came here with Grandma to propose to Kanaya.

They should have come with that proposal for me, not Kanaya. Yes, I know that President Zukril agreed to marry Kanaya yesterday, but why this fast? Even the wounds in my heart haven't healed yet, but they're already planning a wedding. Knowing that it felt like the oxygen supply in my lungs was starting to thin, my chest felt tight and clear fluid started flowing down my cheeks.

Seeing me in this state of shock, Mother immediately rushed to hug me. "Prophey baby, this is a trial for you. You guys are not fools, baby. But you have to believe that if God has a beautiful plan for you, God will surely give you the right soul mate at the right time."

I don't know how I responded to Mom's words. I wanted to look strong in front of Mom, but somehow her body couldn't compromise. I raised my head up while returning a hug from Mom. God, why is it so painful. I don't think it's gonna hurt God. If I had known I would be this sick, I would not have made a decision like this. But the rice has become porridge, President Zukril is no longer mine, now he belongs to Kanaya. This sick man found out that quickly the feeling of President Zukril turned away.

***

In the kitchen I helped Mom prepare some food and drinks to treat President Zukril and Grandma. After a few minutes of crying in Mom's arms in my room, it felt like this heart was a little calmer even though it actually did not reduce the level of pain in my heart.

But I've already begun to make peace with the situation. However it has happened let it happen, all this is a way of life written by God. I can only be patient in living it. And back again this is a decision I made.

Mother told me to bring a tray of snacks to the living room where President Zukril and Grandma were, which they were chatting with Father and Kanaya. I also walked to the living room carrying some snacks accompanied by Mother who brought drinks to serve.

"Please eat and drink, son Zu and Grandma." Mother said kindly while serving the food and drinks on the table.

"Ah, thank you. It's a hassle."Grandma Say.

"No, Grandma." Reply Mother.

In the midst of the warmth of the conversation Father, Mother and Grandma. I became uncomfortable as President Zukril continued to look at me sharply, he unceasingly flashed that creepy look at me. It made me very uncomfortable, so I decided to just leave from there. But suddenly Grandma stopped me.

"Where'd my grandson go? Let's sit next to Grandma, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

I don't know why Grandma's words affect my emotions so much. I went straight to Grandma and hugged her sobbing. "Ah, Grandma. Hicks...."

"Swstttt.... Baby, Grandma understands how you feel. Grandmother's favorite granddaughter do not cry, later Grandma also sad you see." Grandma said as she continued to hug me and occasionally kissed my cheeks as a form of affection.

But I don't know, I find it hard to stop this stuffing. The fog of sorrow so densely enveloped my heart, that not a single speck of rainbow was able to sow happily in it. Oh, Grandma. I am sad to have lost the love of your granddaughter.