
After listening to what was really painful about the girl, Gerald looked at Isvara's back, which began to turn away.
Regret hit him very strongly at this time, the moment he could hurt Isvara, his physique and his heart.He could heartily tell him to shop in the middle of the night, leaving him who was almost harassed by the hordes of motorcycle gangs, keeping him in the warehouse alone in pitch darkness.
Bluffing him, saying the woman is trashy and lowly, calling her an inappropriate name.
Even Gerald at that time never apologized at all. His regret for what he did to Isvara was like pouncing on him alive.
"Isvara forgive me ... " His speech was in the midst of the rain that began to come back.
***
A week after that incident. The distance between Isvara and Gerald was widening.They were like immobile undead when they met.
Mr. Aryaloka, Mrs Indira, Ms. Triani and Kayra have not returned from abroad. But every day, every hour Kayra would call Isvara to give him news, also asking about Raka's situation, of course.
Isvara deliberately did not tell him what happened to him in this house as long as they were not there, he did not want people all this time good to him to be worried, especially Kayra who always worried about him.
"Silver take good care of yourself, do not let brother Gerald back oppress brother," said Kayra as if already memorized by the behavior of his brother.
"Alright, you also take good care of yourself, put my greetings to grandma, mama and papa."
"Surely sister, see you," there was a cheerful tone across the phone.
Then the connection is cut off. Isvara let out a heavy sigh, today the piling up work is waiting for him.
Isvara walked out of the room, down the stairs and prepared to go about her activities as a maid in this house, as Gerald always said.
Isvara was about to head for the pantry, but her steps stopped when she saw the man's burly body standing there waiting for her.
Isvara tried not to make eye contact at the man who was now looking at her with remorse.
"Ra, we need to talk" said Gerald, staring at him.
There were no sharp gazes, no clashes like before, there were only regrets that were increasingly nurturing.
"There's nothing we need to talk about anymore" Isvara said, sounding strange as Gerald called out only her last name.
"There's a lot of Ra, there's a lot we have to talk about. You don't mean it when you say we're going to split up?"
Isvara. "No, we'll be separated soon, after Mr. Aryaloka gets home later."
Gerald shook his head as if he could not believe it. Even Isvara no longer called 'papa' to his father. Is this the end of everything?
"Give me one chance, at least let me fix all this Ra." Gerald then pulled his arm so they could get closer.
But Isvara immediately brushed off his arm. He turned around this time looking at Gerald's face with eyes that were again watery.
"I can't let my heart continue to hurt, it's enough of all the pain you've given me, now leave me alone."
"Our relationship from the beginning was only because of coercion, there was nothing happy between us, from the beginning you only thought I was a jal*ng, which destroyed your relationship with your lover."
Silent, Isvara tried to normalize her heart beat as if hunting.
"My love? you're wrong Ra, Laura's no longer my girlfriend."
Isvara's forehead frowned. "What do you mean?"
"I've cut him off, Ra, there's no more connection between me and him."
"You even said it with that seenteg? how come? I think there's something wrong with your heart, Gerald!"
"In fact a mean man like you can never fall in love!"
Isvara jerked her arm. Gerald shook his head, thinking about the girl's words.
Whatdoes thatmean?
***
"Lo was in too much of a hurry, Ger," said Samuel, peeling the pea skin and eating the contents.
"But what's wrong? am I aware of my feelings and trying to fix everything?"
"That's exactly the wrong way to approach lo, I if so Isvara will also be uncomfortable."
"Gue said also what, lo it's too rushed. mending now you try to understand again the feeling of lo, dive, and dig deeper."
"Are you really in love with Isvara or just feeling guilty?"
"Well, you're still unstable as you feel alone, a lot of learning from me."
"His experience is great." Samuel smiled proudly, his nose up to the fireworks.
Gerald looked at the horror. "The unclean, the worse it is!"
"Yeah! You doubt me, gini-gini also I'm a true Casanova."
"Proud to be Casanova? play the female heart?" Gerald poked him with a pillow.
"That's not it, but-"
"Shut up! again, cut your pay!"
Samuel suddenly calmed down, when it came to his salary he was helpless.
"Why is the threat of Mulu's salary, Eulah!" it's in the heart.
"Where is Ger going?" samuel shouted for a moment.
Gerald walked outside the room. "You're persuading my wife again" the man waved his hand from behind.
Samuel chuckled, then the man chuckled. "If you've been here just a new wife, now you money, right?!" the head rings are not mindless with the boss.
***
Gerald came out of the flower figure after buying a bunch of fresh roses with a beautiful decoration that refreshes the eyes.
Gerald smelled her fragrance slowly, imagining Isvara's happy face as he gave her this bouquet of flowers.
Whatever the rejection from Isvara, Gerald would not get angry, and would continue to persuade Isvara so that he could fix everything.
As he looked up at the horizon decorated with clear blue skies and beautiful hanging clouds.
Like the old cassette recollections, Gerald imagines the memories of the first time he met Isvara.
It was Monday morning on Sunday in October, the month of his birth.The father came to the company he held.
At that time the father just said he had to meet someone, he did not know if the person was Isvara, who would become his wife and make a mad until it was like now.
Gerald only agreed, when it was also the anniversary of his relationship with Laura who was six years. Gerald plans to take Laura to Istanbul for a vacation, having to cancel it because of his father's wishes.
The next morning Gerald was about to get ready to meet the woman his father meant.
He waited in the restaurant that was now his favorite place.an hour waiting with food that had been served, the girl finally came.
Gerald's first impression when he first looked at Isvara was, she was a unique girl.how not, Isvara didn't even wear any makeup at their meeting, the girl's face was plain without makeup, the girl's face was plain without makeup, and the girls' face was not, and why it became his attraction. Till now.
"H-hai, did you wait a long time," said the girl the first time Gerald looked at her so fixedly.
Gerald just nodded. "So you're the important person my papah means?"
Isvara just kept quiet. Strange, one word that describes Isvara at that time, a strange girl with aut-sea hair, untidy clothes, even a sling bag that was almost rusty hook. isvara's appearance at that time was not good to look at.
But Gerald did not know that behind the messy appearance, there was a heart that fell apart, poor girl who had no one but her father, but the father was locked in prison, because of a mistake he did not make.
When she was devastated and almost died of solitude, how could Isvara notice her appearance?
Ah, thinking about it makes Gerald's heart look like it's on the stoning of thousands of thorns. Gerald did not even know what kind of suffering Isvara was going through at that time, he instead gave even worse suffering when they had inaugurated the marriage.
Marriage is based on coercion.
But that was before, this time Gerald had promised himself that he would make Isvara happy.he would not let the girl's tears drip again, Gerald would make Isvara happy.
Drr! Drr! the ringing of the phone broke his daydream. Gerald took his cell phone, it was called 'Mahesa'.
Gerald's jaw hardened, what did the brengs*k call him. Gerald wouldn't even consider him a sister.
Gerald turned off the phone, not wanting to have his day interrupted by his anger at the man, but the phone rang again.
This time Gerald was angry, annoyed, he shifted the green button in annoyance.
"What's up!" hisses when the connection is connected.
"To the pelita hospital now! Isvara accident!"
The deg! instantly the bouquet of roses in his grasp fell upon hearing it.