Just One Feeling's

Just One Feeling's
Old Commitments Come Uninvited



The arrival of a woman made a furore in her office. Finally, Ziban asked him to follow himself into his room. The woman also agreed. Secretary Chan followed from behind. Trying to look at the woman in front of him. But he still doesn't understand it.


"Sit down."


Ziban told the woman to sit with him on the sofa. Secretary Chan stood beside Ziban.


"What are you doing here?"


Ziban tried to find out, about his arrival in his office and search for him. A woman who has not been seen for a long time. Someone who filled his days long ago. There are no days left without him.


"I'm sorry for my mistake, yes." (he said)


The woman, glanced at Secretary Chan. Looking towards him with dislike will be present in the surroundings. Distract. One thing the woman tried to explain to Secretary Chan. But what was glimpsed, as if he did not care. He was still silent not shaking.


Ziban looked at the woman, then Secretary Chan.


"Get out, Secretary Chan." (said Ziban)


"But, young master."


"Quick."


Secretary Chan nodded and left the two of them inside Ziban's room. The woman, smiling, won.


"I just got back from London. I thought, I'll meet you right away. I tried to ask your father and stepmother in Bandung. But they just gave me an address on the location of your office. So, I came straight here."


The woman spoke at length. Someone who was very close to him. He even knew his family at the time. Of course, it's gonna happen. The two of them always tell each other without any reluctance from any party.


Ziban stared at the granite floor of his room. The woman raised her voice again.


"I,"


"I'm coming back in front of you,"


"For,"


"I apologize to you. For the betrayal I gave you, first."


He spoke with a little stammering. To speak of his betrayal of Ziban long ago. As the two of them got close to each other on the middle bench first. Stories of the past. Ancient stories. It means nothing. I think most people when they hear about the journey of love stories in the middle of the first bench.


Ziban turned his face to the woman. Stared at.


"Selena, I've forgotten all that long ago."


Selene. The woman who came to him in his office. She was the closest woman to herself when she was in the junior high. No. gabe. They do not have any special relationship except for close friends. It's just that, there were some commitments that kept their relationship strong at the time.


"After all, I betrayed you. I'm leaving you. But I leave no memories between us. I took her to London." (selena said)


Ziban was silent for a moment. Suddenly, shadow after shadow hit Selena and herself, back. Uninvited. Unexpected.


About Selena, who left her on her junior high graduation day. Fly to London. Continue education there. Without saying a word to her. He certainly, lost Selena at that moment.


Memory after memory. Where he came to Selena's house. Trying to find his whereabouts. His efforts were not in vain. His house assistant gave him answers to all his questions.


"Ziban, at that time, both my parents asked me to focus on my education until it was over. No more playing time and having fun. So, I don't want to make you feel more sad, by telling you about my departure to London for an unspecified time."


Selena explains to Ziban, for reasons not to inform him of her disappearance. That, of course, does not want Ziban to hear. She already knew the answer from Selena's housekeeper. Formerly.


"That's it. It's just a past story. I've forgotten it." (said Ziban)


"I'm still keeping our commitment to this day. Wh why? Because I trust you so much. You will definitely keep our commitment. I learned that, from you." (selena said)


Ziban slightly rounded his eyes. Astounded. For years, Selena came back to him. Not without reason. Apparently he came up with talking about the same commitment.


He was unable to hide his surprised face this time. He has completely forgotten everything. Especially, about the commitment Selena is talking about.


"You remember, right? Our commitment. After we are both successful, we will wade through a new life full of happiness. Together."


Ziban took a sip of his salivation. Selena still remembers everything. He began to control himself.


"Selena, you know, we're all grown up together. You came to me after all these years. And you're talking about a commitment,"


"You know, it's a kid's commitment."


Selena looked at Ziban in disbelief. All the words that come from the bottom of his heart, only considered the commitment of a child.


Ziban looked at Selena's eyes, which began to glaze over. He did not want to, making Selena still hope for their commitment first.


"I'm married to a woman I love very much, Selena. You certainly still remember very well, with the name Andin. What I told you, that's what I mentioned as, my art. I married him."


Tub pierced with a spear. That's what Selena feels. He tried to remember all the stories of Ziban. Yep! He remembered the name Andin. A disappointment was clearly implied from his face. Maintain a commitment that is lonely. I don't know who is to blame. For a mistake for leaving. Or because destiny has to separate.


Selena took a deep breath. Take out slowly. Control their emotions and feelings. Determined to yourself, to be the usual Selena.


"I congratulate you on your marriage."


May you not be happy.


"Thank Selena. And hopefully, you'll soon find someone who deserves to be with you and make you happy forever."


Selena forced herself to put on a smile on her lips.


"May I ask you two things, one last time?" (asked Selena)


Ziban thought for a moment before answering his question.


"You know, I'm married. Strange requests I won't respond to."


"No." (take Selena)


Selena reaches Ziban's hand. Kissing the back of his hand. Ziban was surprised. But he will be silent, as long as he does not cross the line.


"That was my first request. By greeting you. Second request, I'll tell you later."


Ziban nodded. According to him, there was no harm if he obeyed. He knows all about Selena. Selena won't do anything. How thought.


"alright. You just asked for Secretary Chan's number. He's in front."


Selena reviewed the smile. Still with compulsion. He came out of Ziban's room. Is correct. Secretary Chan was right at the door. He asked for a number that could be reached on Ziban's orders. Secretary Chan gave it to him.


Secretary Chan entered Ziban's room. Selena moved her feet to the toilet, after asking someone where the toliet was. He looked at himself in a medium-sized mirror attached to the wall of the toilet. Dropped clear water on his eye patch. Clenched both of his hands. Then wash his face rough.


How you, Ziban Alkash!


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