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BEHIND THE SHADOW
Message notifications divert the Barrel view from the laptop screen. There is a subtle sigh when it comes to knowing who is sending the message. A smile came from her sweet lips, but seconds later the smile disappeared. Fifteen days he had been waiting for news from Rizal, the day after the time he had proposed ended.
Laras gave Rizal time to think for two weeks, and it seemed that the young doctor was making use of his time with great consideration. In fact, in fact Laras had stopped hoping when his waiting time was over. Despite having the same feelings for Rizal, he knew himself enough and did not expect more.
Sometimes, Laras wanted to laugh at the situation. He who easily becomes an angel for clients or friends, but tends to be apathetic to personal self-judgment. Having been a victim of bullying during school may be one of the reasons Laras became inferior. Moreover, years of living with his new mother's family, he is getting discouraged.
Can you meet in Sri Melayu today?
The barrel?
Please bales chat brother, Race. Or brother to Laras' office now!
Laras, who did not want to meet with Rizal, replied to a message.
"Rare again not feeling well, not working, brother. We'll talk about it again. Bye."
There was no response from Rizal.
“Haaah!” Baras let out a long sigh, trying to neutralize the taste and all the turmoil that immediately went through. It seemed like no man in his life would dare to fight for him like Kinanti. Realizing that, somehow Laras heart feels pain. Why is he not as lucky as his friend?
Still vividly remembered the difficult times, when his father remarried, then disappeared for years leaving him with his mother in misery. His mother's work as a paint factory worker had a critical effect on lung disorders and died when Laras was still second grade High School.
After that, the father took him to the second wife's house. Living with his mother and three half-siblings was not easy for him. Jeers and insinuations often get from them. However, Laras continued to be patient for the sake of his college continued to be financed by his father.
Laras thought his suffering would end after graduating from college and working. Yet, again, his guess missed. His father arranged for him with a business relationship child to get a tender of billions of rupiah from the candidate besan, a man whose age was 12 years older than him.
It is only natural that his stepmother chose Laras over three biological daughters to be betrothed to the man. In fact, Laras had to go back to swallowing the bitter pill during the first meeting between families.
Laras was fixated to find the future husband sitting in a wheelchair with a withered face paled. He smiled bitterly, imagining the fate of his marriage later. However, he tries to accept God's fate written for him.
Two months to know the future husband, his sympathy slowly appeared. His heart began to open, even assuming the marriage was the only way out of the house.
When his wedding day arrived, it became the biggest memory and was imprinted in his brain memory. Husband who had just three hours to say chords, fell asleep in the bedroom without ever waking up again. Blood cancer suffered from adolescence, brought her husband back to the side of God forever.
From then on, Laras no longer thought about getting married. His heart melted away during the big day. Moreover, some hearts that had stopped back regularly after knowing she was a widow.
Fortunately, his two in-laws always empathized with him. In fact, the education of S-2 Laras and his current job is thanks to the affection and connection of his father-in-law. Despite choosing to live separately, Laras' relationship with his two in-laws remains well established to this day.
Now, Rizal's shadow seemed to be smiling before him. Baras sighed in frustration. Again, he smiled bitterly to find that God was joking about his way of life.
After all, which men easily accept widows like me? Barrel moved from his seat, trying to calm all the raging thoughts.
However, as he opened the door of his room, he was stunned to find the figure he was thinking of standing smiling before him.
Rizal's intuition this time was not wrong. He believes Laras just avoided it. The deadline that had passed must have disappointed the woman. Rizal sighed as he recalled the struggle that was not easy for him to simply tell his mother about the woman he wanted to approach.
Rizal stepped into the room followed by a slow backward motion. Barrel turned. However, he held the woman's arm.
“Please, Race. Love sister opportunity. Don't shy away from your sister. I realize that I am afraid to lose you, Ras!”
Laras turned his head, turned back to look at Rizal's blackish-eyed bead. A warm feeling flowed through his heart. He heard the man's words. He is able to feel the honesty of every word Rizal.
But, again, he tried to shut himself down and believed that it was not the real thing. Rizal's hand slowly. In the same second, he felt his heartbeat and breathing feel tight when he said, “Kak, if we are right matchmaking. I want to once again make sure of that.”
“What's? Do you not see earnestness in my eyes, Ras?”
“I believe, Brother! It's just that it's still a bit difficult if this is the real thing for me, sister!”
“So, what can make you believe that my feelings are real? Brother accept whatever your circumstances. Is that still not enough?”
“Kata Kak Rizal, we've met three times accidentally, ‘kan?
“Yes. Riverside, Stores of the Three Madams, and at the club. Sister still sings all.” Rizal clucked in memory of all the meetings that seemed to have been arranged by God for him.
“I want to strengthen it once again that we are indeed a match, Brother!”
“There are things you need to do? Whahuh? Say!” Rizal is one step ahead. Now, his eyes looked straight at a pair of clear-glazed neutrals belonging to Laras.
The two looked at each other, speechless, covering each other's sudden heartbeat so quickly it was rhythmic.
The barrel feels the butterfly in tummy. Just this time, he was that close to Rizal.
Rizal brought his lips closer to Laras's ear so he could smell the flowers from the brown hair.
The barrel recoil, slightly away when warm breath Rizal felt on some of his tapered face. Although he wanted to, he tried to withstand the strange turmoil that crossed the mind.
“Say, Barrel ...” Rizal's heavy voice was getting louder. Rizal's gaze followed Laras' movement away until the woman stood by the window. For some reason, Laras looks more beautiful when the sunlight hits her face.
“I want us to meet once again accidentally somewhere out of nowhere, but not in this Palembang City. I want to make sure once again, that indeed God predestined us together.”
Rizal was listening to a strange condition said by the puja. He looked at the woman he loved without a word.
God help me again.
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