Director, My First Love!
Heartfill
After work Gita remembers meeting Gilvan, driving her to buy a Malaysian SIM-card for her phone. Turns out Gilvan was in front of the cafeteria. He waved his hand, and smiled at Gita.
"I'm sorry, it's been a while since you waited, Gilvan." Gita looks awkward.
"It's okay. I haven't waited long either. Come on!" Gilvan.
Gilvan drives a motor. Gita would not want to go up to Gilvan's motorbike. It feels awkward. She's ashamed. Riding a motorbike like this, I guess? Remembering someone who made her fall in love. Remember the one who made him soar. Remembering his smile and sincerity.
Heart hurts. My soul is really hurt. Now, I realize after being away with you. I feel so lost. My heart is broken, my love is broken. I miss our time together. I miss hugging you on the bike, I miss eating with you, I miss seeing your smile, I miss your melodious voice when singing, I miss when you look me in the eyes sincerely. Really, I miss you Rama Hanggara, my heart won't be able to lie. I really love you. My heart remains for you even though our bodies cannot unite. Loving you is the most beautiful thing I've ever been through.
No tears Gita fell unstoppable. Gilvan glanced at his rearview mirror, looking at Gita as if sad. Gilvan pretended not to see. Perhaps, just like her, Gita and Gilvan are both hurting, Gilvan thought.
Gita arrived at the mobile store. He picked the card he wanted to buy. He did not want to linger, because it was not good with Gilvan who drove him.
"Van, thank you for letting me. You go home, it's late afternoon." Ask Gita
"How did you get home? Do you remember the way?" Ask Gilvan.
"Know, I'll just take the MRT there." Gita
"It's okay. I'll take you home. Poor you, you're new here." Gilvan
"It's okay, Van. Anyway, I must have been a long time. I'm gonna go get some food for dinner." Gita Sanggah.
"Udah, I bought it. Come on." Gilvan.
Gita follows Gilvan. It is undeniable, even though his body is here with other men, but his heart and soul remain with Rama. Gita could not feel the warmth that Rama always gave her.
Gilvan invites Gita to eat meatballs typical of Indonesia. Because, Gilvan wants Gita to eat Indonesian food first, so he is not too surprised by Malaysian food. They arrived at a typical Indonesian meatball stall.
For some reason, instead of being happy to find meatballs here, Gita even looks moody and does not like it. Gita suppressed her nausea, she was anxious to vomit. Smelling the smell of meatballs makes him very nauseous. The Gita tried to hold back that nausea.
Could this be the effect of my pregnancy? For a long time I could be found out that I was pregnant. My God, I really like meatballs. But, why? Why is this meatball so stinky? I think I want to puke. I can't stand having to smell this. Could this be my pregnancy?
"Huekkkssssss" Gita is so nauseous.
"Gita, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?" Ask Gilvan.
"Huekksssss. Well, I'm so nauseous Van. I'm going to go home. I don't want to eat meatballs, my stomach hurts my head like gini." Gita.
"We're going to the doctor?" Take Gilvan.
"No, Van. I if nyium meatballs that are not fit according to me would like gini. I'm sorry ya." Gita shy
Finally, Gita and Gilvan did not eat meatballs in the tavern. Gilvan just bought him a typical Malaysian fat rice Gita, so he could have dinner later.
Gita was driven home to her rental home. Gilvan is a polite man, he does not want to enter the small house of Gita, because he does not think Muhrim. Gita understands that. Gilvan finally came home.
Wh why? Why do I hate to smell meatballs? I really like meatballs. But, in that place I was very nauseous and wanted to vomit. Is this your luggage, my little baby? I'm sorry, I didn't know you weren't used to smelling smells like that. Why does remembering you hurt so much for me? My poor little baby, your father doesn't know you're around, does he? If only your father had known, maybe he would have been very happy and would have understood what you wanted. You must be strong without your father, I will take care of you as hard as my heart. You're all I have right now, my little baby.
Tears always fall when the Gita remembers that. The Gita is devastated by this situation. Gita realized, this is the path she had chosen. He has to live it.
Gita hasn't told her mom and dad yet. Gita immediately entered her mother's phone number. Then, Gita called him.
Tutt.tutt.
"Hello Ma'am, Assalamualaikum.." Gita Sapa
"Gita good ma'am. Gita misses Mom and Dad. If Gita's off, Gita's going to see Mom." Gita
"Where's your office, Git? Let me visit there occasionally. Yea?" Pinta Mother's.
"Ja.don't Ma'am. Here tight. Gita who went there. You're okay, aren't you, Mom?" Ask Gita
"Dad's better, and he's started working again. All right, I'm waiting for you to come here. This is your Malaysian mobile phone?" Ask Mom
"Yes, Mom. Save the new no Gita." Gita
"Of course, Son. I'll definitely keep it. Take care of yourself, be careful there. Don't forget to eat." Mother Message.
"Good, Mom. Of course Gita can take care of herself."
Tuttl.tutt. The phone was disconnected too.
What am I supposed to tell my mom and dad? What if they find out I'm pregnant? I can't imagine how hurt my mom and dad are. I must have been punished by them. Oh, dearGod. Please help me. I should how?
Gita drifting in daydreams. His heart hurts unbearably. Remembering how his life went.
When he was daydreaming, he suddenly remembered his Facebook account that had not been opened for a long time. He reopened his account. He saw portraits of his friends on his porch.
His eyes were fixed on Rama Hanggara's post. Posted a photo of his hand and the hand of Rama wearing an initial bracelet. Gita cried, until now even the memories that Rama gave are still circular in his hand. He won't open it anytime. Gita saw the photo of the couple bracelet while crying, Rama was still very remembering himself.
Gita knew Rama must have missed her a lot. Gita would love to meet Rama, but what the hell. This is the path that the Gita chose, disappearing and moving away from Rama. Sometimes, there was a little regret in his heart as to why he chose this path.
Gita did not want his trace known by Rama, when opening facebook, Gita did not do any activities. He just looked around. After that, the account was closed again for a while, so that it was not visible he was back online.
***
- In the mansion of Grandpa Prima-
The atmosphere of the large house began to look as usual. Rama went to work again, because his younger sister convinced Rama. Rama regains his spirit, he is sure to find the Gita. Whenever the time comes, He will wait and seek.
"Rama, are you feeling better?" Ask Maya
"I've improved. But my heart has not completely improved. I hope I solve my problem soon." Answer Rama
"Mami's sure, wherever Gita is, she'll be fine. We just have to wait. Time will answer all." Maya smiled
"Hopefully, Mi. I'm not looking for another woman in my life other than Gita. If I can't find her, I won't find another love." Answer Rama
"Mami's sure, you'll be reunited with Gita. We keep trying our best to find him."
"Thank you, Mi." Rama hugged his mother.
My words just weren't kidding. I will find no other love, I will find only one love, you Anggita Nindya. The woman who can make me smile, the woman who always obeys my words, the woman who is very sincere loves me. If you want to get away from me, leave. Be happy there, do whatever you want while you're away from me. But if I ever find you, don't expect you to get away from me again. I'll make sure you're all mine. No matter if you belong to someone else, because who belongs to me first, will still be mine at any time.Rama in my heart
Meanwhile, no one cared about Siska in that house. His heart ached, he felt like he was not considered. They are busy with their own activities. Cravings, nausea, dizziness are sometimes ignored by them. Let alone making the wedding date happen, ask Siska only they have never.
**Why are they this cruel to me? I have to what now? I better plan something else that will make them see me. But what should I do? I should how? I'm pregnant, they don't care about me. I don't understand this family. The old man's promise was just nonsense. When will he marry me to Rama? Why does he never speak?
Am I pretending to leave this house? They don't want me to leave here. All right, we're planning on the next idea so that all this goes well. One day you will all kneel down to beg me, keep it.Siska in heart
*Connected**
