
An hour later
Gita who is conscious, still accompanied by Papa. Papa gives drinks to the princess just wayangnya. Still feeling his headache, Gita felt guilty already troublesome Papa.
Papa changed his seat, docked next to Gita. Her hand caressed Gita's hair which was yellow brownish.
Gita stared fixedly at the man she loved so much, more than her affection and love for Nature. Because only Papa is always there for him. Gita raises her body to parallel position with papa Dul.
"Pa, thank you" he said softly. His voice was still weak the effect of fainting earlier.
"Make?"
"Papa wants to take Gita on vacation. Honestly I'm bored in brackets all the time. Forgive Gita who is still troublesome mama and papa." said Gita full of regret.
"What are you talking about, son? It's our job as parents to protect you. It's like this, son. Papa doesn't blame your husband for this either."
"Did you fight again with mom?"
Papa was silent at Gita's question.
He admitted lately that he always understands the difference with his wife. Moreover, mama who began to lose respect for Nature. Trying to make Gita and Nature separate.
"It's because of me, pa." Gita feels more guilty because it has made both parents continue to fight for her sake.
"I'm sorry, son. Papa's just pissed off by mama who keeps you away from Nature. Your mother is too involved in your household affairs. You shouldn't have to stay away from each other like this. You're tormented like this."
"Tortured? Ah, she may have forgotten me, pa. Maybe he's just as busy with that secretary." Gita imagines Nature and Nabila making out.
"What is your problem?" ask Papa Dul.
"Don't papa know?" Gita glanced at Papa Dul.
"Yes. But papa wants to hear your version. Because the version of mama will definitely blame Nature. So you want to know from you what really happened."
Gita. Then hand over the scandalous video of Nature and her Secretary's relationship. Gita looked at the bright sky from the window of the room. His eyes suddenly sad.
"Mama is not wrong, pa. I asked my mother to stay away from nature. Papa knows he'd rather see his secretary than save me from Zahra's threat. It hurts, pa. It hurt so bad, I could forgive him for not seeing me when I was paralyzed and blind. But why, pa? Why doesn't he learn from the past?"
Papa hugged Gita. He knew how his daughter felt. But he does not blame nature. There may be another reason Nature went to see her secretary.
"Papa's not having a business meeting." Gita reminded her dad.
"God! Papa forgot!" papa hit his head.
Gita laughed at her Papa's expression.
"Yes, papa said goodbye first. Papa order food for you, yes. You must not have eaten. Poor daddy's son's starving." papa's god.
"Pa, can Gita go to the beach?"
Papa nods to allow his daughter to play on the beach. Gita wakes up hugging her papa "Please, pa. Gita order orange juice drink is just the same as salad."
Papa smiled, there was actually no meeting like he told Gita and also Nature. Papa deliberately invites nature to Bali to meet with Gita. To get them to solve their problems. But it looks like papa's plan will be difficult, because of Gitanya who does not want to be met.
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Nature has returned to the room. He sat on the balcony, looking at the beach. So many memories about the beach. His eyes were around the hotel. He did not realize that Gita was also sitting by the balcony looking at the beach.
Gita down. There was a papa waiting for him downstairs accompanying him to go to the beach. His shoulder-length hair was covered with a wide beach cap. Running enjoying the waves.
Papa moved away from the beach which began to be deserted due to the pandemic. While fiddling with his eyes circulated the view.
"Where are you?" papa's phone
"I'm at the hotel, pa. Where's Papa?"
"Papa on the beach. I went to the hotel, yeah."
"No, pa. Let me go to the beach."
Nature goes straight down to the beach. From far away papa saw nature has entered the beach, his smile expands. Papa tried to hide first. They are watching from far away so they can meet.
Gita stood on the beach.His feet stepped along the way along the waves. His clothes were getting dirty from sitting on the wet sand. His feet came to a halt when he saw the figure in front of him.
Why is he here?
what if he sees me?
Gita ran over to the figure, but came back to a standstill because she remembered the problem that had befallen them. He turned his body. Walk in the opposite direction.
The afternoon wind was so strong. Nature turned her back, seeing a woman in a hat walking. Not the slightest suspicion, but as the woman's hat flew, eyes rounded.
"Can!" gita shouted as her hat fell into the sand.
His eyes were fixed on a foot right in front of him. From the tip of the foot to the end of the head. Instantly he was surrounded, his legs stiff. Their eyes glared at each other, little by little the Gita chose a step back. Then turn his body.
The back of the bridge tied his body. Her tears started to fall. The Gita tried to rebel, though her heart could not shake.
"Please don't turn around! Just leave it like this!" whispered Nature hugged tightly to Gita's body. He doesn't want to let go of her anymore.
"Don't go again! Please don't go again!" nature sounds soft.
My body wants to resist, but why can't my body resist.
The pain I feel is still very strong, but why am I losing now.
You've disappointed me, now why can't I express this disappointment.
Song title - This whole breath (last child feat Giselle)
We've passed
The taste that once died
Not a new thing
When you leave me
Without us looking
The way back
The fate of love that led you back to me
When I am trained (when I am trained)
Without you here (without you here)
You'll stick with me later
For this belief
If you were born
Just for me
Take my heart and come back
I enjoy the miss that comes to kill me
For all this breath
Nature turned the Gita's body, bringing their faces closer.
And finally ...
Sunset in Kuta Bali became their witness today.
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