Fistfuls

I'm sorry, I

The twilight bed had revealed itself, but the two men who were now sitting next to each other in a garden chair were still silent, what they were thinking, even though almost five minutes they were both sitting in that place. Until finally the girl in the horse first opened her voice.

"Speak Brother, I'm fine. Looks like I can guess what Big Brother is going to talk about," so good this angel-hearted girl, isn't she? Even his heart was torn he could still speak softly, did not he regret the young man beside him if he hurt this girl?

"Or I will speak first," he bargained because Salman just nodded without opening his voice.

Salman turned his head, he was curious as to what this girl beside him would say. "Speak, I listen" he said.

"Well, if you're hesitant or even afraid of hurting me, let me say it first" Gita stared straight at where some of the lights appeared to be on.

Grabbing something stored in his bag, a red rectangular-shaped object he handed to the young man who was now staring at it. I don't know why this girl seemed to understand everything she was going to say.

"I'm sorry to return this, it seems like Brother is not ready with everything and the consequences, so we better improve first" said Gita confidently.

Salman looked at Gita with regret, but his decision was already unanimous, after a few days of pondering.

"I'm sorry, everything is beyond my means. I misinterpreted all of this with the word love, but I realized all of that happiness because I was with someone I really admired. Yeah, I realized all this time I just admired you, I'm sorry once again,"

Somehow his chest felt tight when he said that, really he could not bear to see the girl next to him just lowered his bow.

"Pertma I'm obsessed with you, sorry I had to say this,"

"Let's just say, brother, I'm ready to hear it, it might be a lesson in my life in the future." Gita tried to smile even though it was actually a pain in the taste.

"I realized that after a few days with him, you must know who I mean," Gita nodded, she understood very well the person 'he' was meant by Salman.

"We've known each other since she went to high school, she's a junior and a new kid I admire, until we're finally in a relationship. We dated for almost ten years. I did promise to marry her after graduation, but Papa didn't allow me to pass the specialist yet, and we understood that, she understood it, too,"

"A year after graduation, I had to serve in the area and at that time her parents arranged for her with someone, even when I asked her father to cancel the match and I would marry her, her father refused, she said, because they married his son because of a business deal, especially when his father was sick and he chose to follow his father's request,"

The Gita continued to hear what Salman said, not one bit interrupting the young man's conversation.

"After that I no longer met her, it turns out that she was married not until one year, her husband cheated because they did not love each other, even she divorced while pregnant. For almost two years he banged his bones to support his sickly son, sister and mother, until we accidentally met,"

"I'm happy to meet him, but I still keep your feelings. I don't know why happiness feels different when I'm with him and when I'm with you. When I was with him I felt like I was rediscovering a long lost love and that's where I realized one thing, if I approached you for being obsessed and also my admiration for you,"

As much as Gita's energy controls her so that the fucking tears don't fall. Feeling denigrated of course, feeling played with and so on. The pain was incredible, but what could he do but give up?

"I'm sorry Gita, I have to say all this" Salman said.

"No problem Brother, if there's still something you want to say continue, I'll hear it" she said with a forced smile.

"Do you remember the first time we met?" Gita nodded, very well remembered that time.

"That was the first time I was challenged to approach you, let alone when I saw your brother's possessiveness, I knew he actually liked you,"

Salman nodded, though he doubted it. "And his attitude that always looks at me flat and indifferent it makes me more challenged close to you, especially after knowing the story of Mama, if you are the son of a business king, but you do not show it, you do not show it, it amazes me and tries to get you,"

"One more thing that made me more challenged, a doctor koas, Ryan, I knew he liked you, I invited him on purpose at that time, wanted to prove to him that I managed to get you. If you think about it, is there anyone who wants to get engaged but the girl who becomes her fiance loves others? Probably nothing, and why I did that, is certainly due to the response from your father who told us to get engaged,"

"I only realized that after meeting Claudia, if I just admired you and was obsessed with you, I'm sorry. You can hit me or do anything, if you'll forgive me,"

The Gita could no longer hold back the pace of her tears, the pain was so painful. It was heartless that this man beside him hurt so fiercely, just taking him flying now was directly dropped without feeling.

Salman tried to wipe away the tears of the Gita, he regretted that he was truly sorry for everything that happened. But Gita brushed her hand violently, she deserved it.

"I'm going to see your Papa and Mama, I'm going to explain everything, I'm wrong. I will accept what they will do later" Salman said.

Gita nodded, "Meet Papa tonight at the ABC hotel, room number 407" he told the crowd.

"Thank you for the two months we spent together" Gita said.

"I'm sorry, really. Wait, do you love me?" Salman wants to know what the Gita really feels like. Stupid he, even though he already knows if Gita has started to love him, seen from the sweet attitude of the girl.

Gita shook her head, "Not yet, and I think this is the best thing for us" she lied. Though Gita has started to love this young man beside her.

The answer Gita gave made her feel even more guilty, sorry for hurting this girl. But what should he do besides this?

"If no one wants to talk about it, I say goodbye, it's late." He was powerless to be beside the young man, wanting to be angry, to berate and beat him, but he chose to be silent, some days not to meet the young man, making him have the decision he has today, moreover, he had seen the closeness of Salman and his ex when he came to the hospital, and stopped when he saw they were so happy.

"I'll drive you home." Salman moved from his seat

"No, Gita went home with me!" out of nowhere Indra came, suddenly the young man was already near them, even directly embracing the shoulder Gita left Salman alone.

Gita stopped but did not look back where Salman was still standing. "Have him as soon as possible, before anyone else can take him, if that happens I'm sure the pain this time will be worse than it was" he said, continuing to leave Salman.

Salman's body was shed, he could not see all this, he was so stupid that he hurt the girl partially and completely Gita. Regretting everything that happened. It is impossible to continue this relationship, because they are both related to other hearts, it is impossible to unite.

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Sometimes we have to let go of someone we love so much, no matter what the reason. Although the pain hit, but if together will hurt more, we have to how other than separate?

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