IF YOU ARE A FOOL
Two Heartbroken Men
Rahardian POV
I immediately stood up to welcome the return of the future father-in-law. After shaking hands I decided to go home. Regardless of Nahla's whisper to mama, "ma please keep this a secret from papa ya".
For the next let Nahla tell you more details, because she knows enough about what happened. At least I've paved the way to end the feud between us.
"new papa came when you have returned home Dian" prospective papa-in-law no less friendly with the prospective mother-in-law.
"yes, I've been talking to my mom. Soon also adzan magrib"
"yes too. Yasudah. Papa's gonna take a shower, clean this up first"
"yes, please pa. Excuse me, ma, Nahla, assalamu'alaikum"
After getting a greeting answer from the two prospective in-laws I stepped out of the house with ushered by Nahla.
"thank you, brother, I'm relieved now. No more guilt"
"Either. Next time think about it before giving any proposal to anyone"
"ready for sister-in-law! " in his emphatic style Nahla raised her right hand and placed it on the temple as a sign of being ready.
"Next let me finish the same mama yes, later sister Dian just wait for the good news from me"
"sip. That's what it should be.
Back first yes candidate adek-in-law, assalamu'alaikum"
"wa'alaikumsalam" the greeting from the prospective sister-in-law sounded faint, because I stepped wide.
Indeed, now I no longer have to sneak around to come to this area, but the call of the Adhan made me called to get home immediately.
Since I worked, Muazin was fully run by the youth management of the mosque. Given my commute hours that sometimes don't fit the schedule.
Not only Nahla, I'm relieved.
Hope the good relationship that I used to live with Ahmat... Johan, it'll be back just like it used to be. Even if different feelings will be clearly felt. Maybe it wasn't on me, because I didn't have to be jealous of him anymore.
Except for Kayra.
Guess what, the guilt of having rejected Johan and chosen me, must have haunted his little heart. Especially with the heavy blow that was experienced by Johan. I quite understand her gentle feelings towards everyone.
But I don't know, what about the heavy blow that Kayra herself suffered?
Feelings of anger, shame at being harassed. Even I myself have never touched her intensely with a distance of more than 500 centi.
Insolent indeed. Just imagining that it feels like my anger has been in the crown. Lucky all is not based on desire alone. If not, maybe Johan will just stay the name. Never again will I let her see Kayra for a second.
Not even one week we parted, miss this it feels too heavy. Heavy to let Kayra be seen by careless eyes. Because now he belongs to me.
Happiness makes me always want to look at her. Remembering Kayra's smile made it hard for me to close my eyes.
This feeling is not just. For years I arranged it neatly, but now it feels scattered. I can't stand to stand still watching the distance again separate.
Should I ask Kayra to come back home?
Didn't he go to avoid me, who always gave up noise in his life?
And is not now present I actually give peace in his life?
Not only Kayra, I would be calm if I was by her side.
This is what it's like to be in love, am I bucin?
Why is Kayra calm?
Does he feel the same way as me right now?
Aaahhhhh, I can't stand this longing. Calling Kayra is the only way. At a minimum I could see her smile, and her voice would calm me to close my eyes.
But shit, my calls were not answered several times either. Even I made a call to Siska's number as well, and the result remained the same. There's no answer.
Suddenly I became weak, anxious, anxious.
And they'll be fine in the boarding school?
It is also impossible for there to be guests who visit the boarding school until this hour.
Aarrgghhhh, my mind went everywhere.
I sent messages repeatedly, and there were no signs of my messages being read. Means fix.... Kayra is not holding a cell phone.
Aaarrggh, I was almost driven crazy by this one girl. Where maybe I approach Kayra to the boarding school right now, can be midnight to get there and of course I will get nothing.
The more I come here the more I want that little girl to be with me. How much longer do I have to stay away from him? Why is there always a distance between us?
O God
if Kayra is really my soul mate, then move on.
"Abi, Umi, Papa, Mama.. tomorrow I want to marry Kayra" Really this sentence I want to say right now.
Thinking about Johan's happiness, it was only now that I myself was tormented by this feeling of longing.
It's true people say, "missing is hard".
But I realized, no matter how heavy this miss was, it was still not worth the weight of the blow suffered by Johan.
Instead of diverting the missed miss, I finally contacted Johan. Let's just say I'm heartbroken for tonight, heartbroken for missing the one that didn't arrive.
Even if it's not comparable to what Johan feels, at least I know what it feels like to be disappointed.
Broken-hearted fellow men might be able to comfort each other.
I contacted Johan, starting with pleasantries and finally a little discussion of the contents of the heart. "yes, again. Can't sleep" just words like that represent. I don't have to tell the truth. It could burn the Johan's feelings.
Finally we decided to meet outside, visiting a place we hadn't been tracking for a very long time. Since the conflict at that time.
Coffee shop ledges rice fields, which are so lively with the sound of frog squeaks and glittering lights of eel hunters paddy fields.
The quiet atmosphere of the vehicle. Fresh air away from street pollutants.
Calmness, that's what we get by being there. That seems to be what we need right now. The men are heartbroken.
Again because of Kayra.
Falling in love with Kayra.
The fight about Kayra.
Heartbroken because of Kayra.
"Cayras.... Kayra"
my last tweet while closing the bedroom door.
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Hi-hai 🥰
the author returned with an unfinished story.
even though he has not been able to attract many hearts,
may anyone remain faithful to this story.
enough one trace as self-excitement 😍
thank you for being faithful
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