Just A Wedding

Chapter 24

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Two days before my wedding, Henry told all his employees that he would continue his studies. For a while the steering of his business was managed jointly by his extended family. His parents were Mrs Merry and Mr Winata and his two older brothers Henry, Dandy and Dion.

There was no special mention for me when Henry left. I was also very surprised by Henry's sudden departure especially now is not the time for new students. There's no reason Henry gave me why he left so quickly, even though I sent a message through Wastapp. Henry seemed to accidentally not open a message from me, ignoring Wastapp's message from me.

When Henry said goodbye, he treated me the same as the other employees. I wanted to talk to him with four eyes, but it was very difficult. I don't know if Henry didn't give me the chance to talk to him on purpose.

In the morning, Henry told us to gather in the hall. After that, he said goodbye and shook our hands.he went straight home. There was no special look he gave me. Like nothing ever happened between us. Honestly, I was very disappointed and hurt by Henry's attitude towards me at the time. But, again I was self-conscious, I was the one who started all this, I asked her to confront everything I did to her. Perhaps this was Henry's diplomatic answer, acting as if everything went according to the plan his family had prepared. His attitude was very reasonable, well mannered like the days he spent in our office. Her smile was as cheerful as ever, greeting friendly with anyone.

I was the one who seemed unable to keep my condition, many times I looked at him trying to greet him to just talk. But Henry had a subtle way of avoiding me. I am the one who seems to be misbehaving myself, as if seeking his attention.

Henry once said he wouldn't be at my wedding, but I didn't expect Henry's absence was that he went to his study. I also found out that Henry chose to continue his studies in Great Britain instead of Australia as he often told me. Henry is eager to continue his studies at the University of Canberra.

Even into the night I tried to get in touch with Henry writing a message but it was ignored. The pain is not ignored like this. I thought back, maybe this is how it felt when Ravi called me so many times and sent messages to me but I did not read and I just deleted it. What Ravi felt, now I feel it too. It turned out that the pain was overwhelming to send a message but not in reply. This is how it feels, waiting for our message answers to look at HP like seeing an heirloom passed down by ancestors.

But why am I not also deterred to send a message to Henry, nor did Henry waver to reply to my message. My heartache grew when I saw her Wastapp in online mode. A sentence I wrote with large letters because of my anger.

me

(DIDN'T YOU KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO SEND A MESSAGE NOT REPLY BUT YOUR SINK ONLINE ??? )

Henry

(Do you know what pain feels like ?When I was struggling even left married to another man ? )

Henry

(Send my regards to Ms. Arin's husband.

My heartache is the same as when he left his wife with other men. )

I

(Help Henry........

I can't possibly depend on your uncertainty. )

Henry

Henry

(I just hope Arin's life is much better. )

Henry

(I promise you three or four more years, when I come back I'll be Henry more than I am now. So that Ms. Arin is proud to see me. )

I

( Henry.......

Pardon me...forgive me.......I don't deserve you.......I'm the one who left you

my prayer is easy - I hope you get better than me. )

Henry

(Let the power of God happen to us. I can only pray easily - hopefully we can be united also with His power. )

Like a boomerang for me that I threw at Henry because I was angry but turned to attack me, right on my pulse point. Henry said I was the guilty one. I left him when we were together, I ran away from reality. I'm the one who's afraid of something, which I also don't know how Henry's end struggles will be. I'm the one who's too petty to think Henry won't be able to fight for us and it's not like I'm still calling him. Wishing her to stay nice to me, hoping she would still treat me like we were together. We agreed to part with my will. I was the one who forced this farewell by stabbing her in the back. I was the one who returned the milk with the tubal water and I was the one who created this ravine when Henry was trying to make the foundation for his bridge.

I cannot express in words how to describe the feeling in my heart, in two days I will be the legal wife of another man. But why can't my mind move on from Henry. There was not the slightest thought in my brain cells of my marriage to Mr. Satrio as if it were a bacterium invading the body but because the strong immune system was always repelled. Maybe it's the right word if I tell you. Yes..... right now I'm not thinking about my marriage. I was just thinking about Henry...... Henry and Henry.

I read a lot of words from Henry's Wastapp message he gave me. A confession of heartache because of me. I asked myself. Why would I do this to Henry ? Why can I ? Don't I know what it's like to be left married to someone else ? Yes my bitter experience with Ravi mas. But, why am I also the antagonist when I'm with Henry ? Knocked bloodless claws etched in my heart. I hurt myself as well as Henry by choosing a shortcut to marry Mr. Satrio.

But.......mis I wrong with the step I take now ? I am also a girl who is afraid of the word expiration for the age of women in my area. My bitter experience with Ravi taught me not to wait any more, not to keep promises anymore, not to hope for the uncertain.

Was it my fault, when I was tossed by the waves because of the wind I chose to dock on the land. Without looking back at my original purpose.

Was it my fault ? When all the uncertainty came to me there was a little hope that led me to open a new page. Was it my fault ? those who choose to follow the proverb are better off on earth than expecting to fly to the moon while we are wingless. Not without reason I chose that saying. I opened the leaflet of paper that Henry had given me that was tucked into a white rose at the time.

" Not to be afraid when the sun goes down because the night is coming. There are still moons and stars to accompany you. Come...we join hands to run together to reach the stars"

I want to hold your hand Henry, hand in hand, but I can't ...... What should I run with you to reach for the stars ? Let me stay, I know you're good and very good but not for me.

I put back the paper and the dried white roses Henry gave me in a book full of photos of me with Henry.

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