Heart Fragment

New Episodes of Devan

Deep down in my heart

Still engraved your name

Far away at the bottom of my soul

You are still my lover...

I can't hold back the wind

For all the memories that have passed

Breathe out quietly

Tear hearts...

I followed the lyrics of the naff song with the title you are still my lover, having previously put two earphones in the ear. I don't know why I like that song so much. Because the lyrics represent how I feel right now.

Tonight, I'm taking Rani and Rahman to the hospital. Because reportedly, Malika is being treated there. I told you, the world feels so narrow. In an instant, he was reunited with people from the past. But that's okay, it looks like Malika could be the caretaker for the disappearance of my letters.

I breathe out softly. Once again this heart ripples, Rani looks to be looking at me. The steering windshield bears witness to how our two views finally met.

This feeling is getting heavier, because every heart wants it, Mamah's face is clearly visible in front of the eyes. I tried to be cold, no longer approach her or even smile for her. I did it all for Mamah, because I don't want to be a traitor, even in the name of love.

* * * * *

Our footsteps rubbing against the floor occasionally made a squeaky noise along the hospital's passageway. Malika's room is located in the Rose Room, the corner-most room with a small fish pond and jasmine plants nearby. I chose not to go into Malika's room. Let me meet the girl myself. Because a little bit I want to extract info from him.

I'd better wait in front of the door. Thinking about how to find the letters is also an important document belonging to Dad. It felt deadlocked, because all the contents of the room had been successfully searched, of course with a little trick so that the damn man did not realize it. But the result is nil, I didn't find any files.

It doesn't matter how long Rahman is out. Rani is still stuck inside with Malika. Don't let the girl talk anything non-no about me, or even bring back the matter of the letter.

"People fell asleep first, Van. The body is very tired," he said before laying down on the waiting bench. I gave him a thumb as a sign of assent.

The night air was getting colder, I leaned my back against the wall of the hospital. Seeking warmth by hiding behind my thick jacket. I'm more comfortable like this.

* * * * *

After taking Rahman home, I had to go back to the hospital. But before that, I have to bring some stuff first for Rani's needs during her stay at the hospital. Mas Rahman prepared everything, I was only ordered to bring.

I followed my brother's back up the stairs. Towards the upper room, where the goods are stored. It is said to be a warehouse, but all the furniture in it is clean without dust. Said not a warehouse, but a variety of unused furniture is lying there. I followed where Rahman took me.

"Van, this." Rahman handed me a white iron box. My forehead frowned, observing the item in my hand at this moment. I hurried to open it, but then Rahman prevented it.

"Just open it later in the room, get out of here. Before anyone sees," he said. I still don't understand what he means.

"Mas knows what you're looking for," I patted my shoulder slowly. Then step away from this storage room.

After saving the gift from Rahman. I turned the car engine back on. Splitting the silence of the night. In the accompaniment of flickering street lights Surabaya city.

* * * * *

Foot back on foot, treading the grass of the hospital green field. The cold of the night wind felt even more bone-chilling.I swing my footsteps as fast as possible, because in my mind, Rani must be waiting.

"Krrrriiieeeet," Malika's room door opened. Rani turned her head, her two eyes looking fixedly at me. Look at the stuff I hold. The floor mattress also had blankets popping out from inside the black crackle.

I'll prepare everything. Tidying up the place, so that Rani can sleep downstairs. Malika is still closed. The influence of the drug put him into deep sleep.

"Sleep, I'm waiting outside." I said after making sure my job was done.

* * * * *

Three o'clock in the morning. I can make sure Rani is fast asleep. I went into Malika's room. Look at the girl for a moment. All the patients also appeared to be asleep. Only a few sounds of medical devices were heard that remained awake.

I ducked to fix the position of Rani's blanket slightly open. He was huddled in a blanket. The coldness of the ac room must have made his bones hurt. Especially having to sleep under the floor that only feels a thin mattress.

I got back on my feet after making sure Rani was fast asleep. As I was about to step away, my gaze unintentionally looked at Malika who was flabbergasted. He apparently woke up.

"Mas...?" he opened both his eyes. It may be confusing whether this is real or not. Because we have not seen each other for a long time.

I gave him a code to keep him quiet. Worried if Rani wakes up. Or the discussion that has been past will be re-emerged. I feel like I've given up, no longer interested in pursuing the taste that once existed. Because the pearl has been stored, in the grasp of the chosen man.

"Want a drink?" I asked Malika. The girl nodded. I grabbed a bottle of water on the table and drank it.

His eyes still proved that he was confused. "You're married?" Malika asked after a long silence. I shook my head to respond to him. Malika's two eyebrows are linked, "then?"he said he was still asking.

"Rani, my brother-in-law." Flat answer. Malika looked confused.

"Ok, okay. Rani is now my sister-in-law. She's married to my stepbrother, okay?" My father explained the confusion.

"Can't you?" The girl still asked.

"That's not important, now I'm asking you. You know about my letters?" I asked without further ado.

"Letter?"

"Daddy letter," I stared at Malika's two black beads. I guess he knows everything.

"I..iyah," he answered.

"So you kept it all this time?!" I ask to judge.

She shook her head. "Bah kakung ngelarang tau to mbak Rani." Said later.

This time my forehead is wrinkled. Why can you mbah Kakung? Batiknu.

"That time Mbah said, mas Devan just muman maun messing around with mbak Rani." The girl explained back.

I tried to remember what happened that had been forgotten before my departure from Ambengan village.

"Crazy well, finally a playboy guy like you want to seriously marry a village girl. Haha." Chirps Rudi at that time.

"Hahaha, yeah. I'm afraid, just want to ngetes that girl. It seems easy. Who can reject a guy as cool as gini, hahahaha." Reproved denying. Besides the actual prestige, I am also not ready if I have to marry young.

I can't believe my words were heard from Mbah Kakung. It is fitting that all this time my letters have never been reciprocated, because it never reached Rani.

"But in the letter I explained that I was serious. I even asked him to be patient waiting." I went back to Malika.

"You read it?" I go back to that girl.

Malika nodded. "Why don't you love Rani?!" I asked for a little emotion. Because it was the same time that Malika blocked my serious intention to marry Rani.

"Sorry" replied Malika.

"It's too late."

"I can fix a broken relationship, I. I'll tell Rani the same story."

"Ck!"

"That's it. Think of it as the past, no need to discuss it with Rani. Let him not know." I said and then left. Because I saw Rani squirming. Worrying that he woke up and heard everything.

* * * * *

I couldn't sleep last night. Tomorrow morning I have to move fast, Rahman has given me what I need. All land letters also deposit, insurance, savings owned by Mamah stored neatly in the safe that mas Rahman gave yesterday. My father didn't realize Rahman was secretly taking it.

How could I possibly hurt Rahman by taking my girl back. Let it be buried forever.

Mom, I'll be home sooner. My smile is perfect. All I need is your rights, regarding the damn man's treasure. Let it be none of my business. Allah is not blind, let Him send down punishment on him.

* * * * *

"Thank you, mas." I said to Rahman. He replied with a hug. "Sorry, I can't help you much. Hurry away. Before it's too late." On the pat my shoulder slowly.

"Where is Rani?" Tanyaku later.

"Oh, it's in the same Malika. He said he was going to say something serious." Answer the Rahman.

"Mas, it looks like there's my stuff left inside. I'll go in for a minute." I was half panicked. What if Malika brought up my old letters?

I no longer need to discuss matters of the heart. I just need to go home to Mamah with her file sharing.

I ran into Malika's room. Half panicked I screamed.

"Daniyiiiii!!!"

I saw Malika and Rani looking at each other. Must have a reason for Rani to leave this place immediately, and Malika must immediately lock her mouth so as not to discuss the issue of letters.

Whatever it is. Let's think, think quickly!

"Hosh, hosh.hosh!! Mas Rahman, he's in ugd." Finally said.

As I expected, Rani looks panicked and then walks hastily away from Malika.

Nyalang. Malika looked at him with a little fear. Matana, she must have finished crying.

"I told you there's no need to talk about that letter anymore!" I stared hard at Malika.

The girl then sobbed. Making the other occupants of the room look at me.

"Can you shut up? No need to bring up the letter again? Rani is very involved with her husband. You want your brother to be nervous?"

"But Devan is still there, is it the same with Rani?"

"You know what you are. No need to talk about it anymore! Just be careful when you talk about it!!" Acamku.

Malika nodded. He was still looking at me full of fear.

I hurried to leave the room. From behind the door leaf I cross paths with Rani and Rahman mas. My girl seems emotional.

"Sorry," I said flatly. I have to leave immediately, take care of Mamah's letters. Reversing his name. Then make a new copy. Not to forget the fake copy documents I also made. So that the man does not suspect, if the contents of his safe I have changed everything.

* * * * *

For three weeks I have been living in Surabaya, all the business related to Mamah's letters is finished today. The old man did not suspect at all, that the contents of Mamah's safe had been replaced by all.

I couldn't have done it without Rahman's help. Sometimes not everyone who is with bad people follows evil anyway. The proof, even though Ibu mas Rahman like that, but his son is not. Rahman is a good man. I've really let my girl be with him.

Malika could not be trusted in the least. He just boldly showed my letters to Rani. And you know how that woman feels, Raniku is fragile again. Like there was regret every time we accidentally met.

But how else? He was married, he also got a man who was even better than me, so is there still a passionate desire to have him? After all, Rahman has helped a lot.

* * * * *

I took a last sip of coffee before heading back to the town of Kembang. This time I brought the white one with me. No need to take a train, can rest by pulling over wherever I like.

After saying goodbye and chatting with my father and stepmother, I met Rahman. Even until this moment, he did not know that I had a relationship with Rani.

"May you be happy, do not forget to tell me that Mbak Rani will be born." Saying bitter.

Rahman smiled. He hugged me back. Apologizing for his mother's mistake. Oh come on, if it's wrong the parents don't need the kids involved. Everything has happened, and the memory of the past remains a memory, it cannot be repeated.

I'm stepping for sure. Smiling wins because it is not in vain that I go home.

Mom, our new life is about to begin. I left all my memories in Surabaya. We start the day in the city of Kembang with a happy smile. You just need a little time for your wound to heal.

And maybe there will be a love story there for me.

* * * * *

3 Years later.

Red sheets mixed with orange poking at the feet of the sky. A cold breeze hits every strand of Devan's hair. The cold air of the city of Bandung feels so cool, even though dusk has been said hello. Food merchants began to roll out their trade. Like the lizard, batagor, siomay, even meatballs and chicken noodles present filled every side of the road.

This place is always crowded on Sunday night. At the attack of the lovers of night entertainment, even though it is just a walk and spend snacks.

After tying the ropes on both of his shoes. He stood up, set foot in his favorite white car.

Inside was waiting, a beautiful woman with a purple-colored robe and a white veil. His swinging parasites were increasingly radiated, with happy twists in both of his black beads.

She smiled, "how long?" Ask later.

"Sorry Mah" said Devan with a smile on his Mom.

"We're gonna occupy a new house." Said Devan while driving. Both of his eyes remained focused towards the front.

"Devan has given much happiness to Mamah, but, when is Devan happy for himself?" Ask the woman again.

"Devan is happy from Mamah is happy." Answer Devan succinctly.

Three years have passed. Since his return from the city of Surabaya, Devan just focus on working. After one year his mother was admitted to a mental hospital and was declared cured by the Doctor. Devan spent more time with his parents.

"Devan, when will you open your heart?" The mother asked back.

"Mamah means?" Devan pretends not to understand what he means. Although he tried to hide the feeling of injury, it can still be read by the Mamah.

"When is Devan getting married?"

Devan gave a small smile to his Mom. His eyes glanced ahead. By staying focused on driving so as not to go wrong way.

"I guess if I find a good girl. Who is good at taking care of herself and her honor, also the girl who can be a good friend to Mamah. I can understand Devan completely. Ah, how to change Mah." Said later.

The old woman smiled. His favorite son is now very mature.

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