Karma Love

Farewell to the heart

*Swiveling a specialisation

Above the promises of sweet tenderness

The courage you always taught me

You should have patrican first on your bed

When I have provided love and loyalty

You threw it away

When I believe there is no star more beautiful than you

You just deliberately close and turn around

Even for a hope will only be hope

Because what I expected was impossible

I'm nothing more than a dock for you

Just to unload a pseudo-story and then pass

What I want is for me as your palace

Which is your final goal to return and be compassionate

I realized asking what is not mine is not good

May my arms recover soon

And always happy you are with your choice*

^^^By : Chengil^^^

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Morning greeted with droplets of dew that began to fade.

I'mawake. Still feel sad by the past story. Though the tears had dried up in their place.

Today I promise there will only be a smile even if it feels silly.

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As usual I went to school . Father today delivered me to school . I usually refuse, but today I asked.

Right up to Doni, Dad was kissing my forehead and rubbing my head fondly. Makes me feel valuable. Adding to the sanity that once faded and gave happiness to the stock today.

That's usually my father's presence.

Doni aligned his steps with me. Then he offered a chocolate. I blushed in shame. Considering how I was yesterday right in front of Doni that might look very sad.

"Let's tell me the math answer." He grinned while raising his eyebrows.

Hah he was bribing me apparently.

But I laughed too.

"Pray that the supervisor this time Mr. Kafri is not Bu Ardiyan." I took the chocolate in his hand and went away from it.

"Doni thanks for the chocolate." I laughed so good this morning.

After yesterday I ignored my friends now I'm back.

It turned out that they were busy recording the typical mathematical formula not only on a piece of paper but also on the palm of the hand, behind the tie, the severity of which was behind the skirt, precisely in the skin of the thigh.

They were the most horrified with that lesson. Different from me who likes it.

There's a call from Dika.

"Campio". My broom.

"Syila you're okay, right ? Just sec.." I waited for the call to be turned into a video call.

I stayed away looking for a place that would be safe.

Wired...

Then he smiled.

"Thank God you look good today." Dica.

"I'm worried about you, Syila."

"I'm good. There's nothing to worry about. Relax I can take care of myself." My answer.

"But I'm afraid you can't take care of your own heart. I know your relationship with Adji is over. But I don't know the reason. That's why I'm worried."

How could I know. Don't let him have a spy.

"Hehe.. It's okay I'm good. Which has let pass. Thanks for worrying"

Shortly thereafter, a bell was heard marking the entrance of the class.

"It's time to get in. I closed it."

"All right"

I smiled sincerely proof that I was okay. I am at peace with my heart.

Don't want to be down too long. Although it may be hard to forget. And I don't think that's possible.

***

Doni passed by me he smiled meaningfully.

I pretended not to see it.

Paper is shared. I've been so excited. Smooth as expected. Many of the formulas I have learned are difficult in these matters. So it's not too complicated for me.

My chair was kicked small from behind. Doni asked for answers to a few questions. He looks stressed. Haha

I stick out my tongue to tell him I'm hurting him. Doni's eyes are breaking. The more I see it.

Okay okay in 15 minutes. I secretly gave the paper to Doni. I still pretend to think. And I was done.

The supervisor this time was tense but often felt bored, so sometimes he just left the room.

When the supervisor came out. The bim salabim of one space directly divides into several groups. They do not do semester tasks but group tasks. Especially the machine boy who immediately stormed the answer of the accounting child.

These times will be the most missed memories one day.

***

Done today's assignment at school. I walked with Talita while chatting. Suddenly Adji came to see me. Looks like he's sleep-deprived his appearance is disheveled once.

"Syila please listen to me. Don't be like this don't stay away. I really love you. I married her for a while only until the boy was better. To make amends for them in the past. I don't love that woman. I beg Syila."

Plaque..

Without any instruction my hand landed on the handsome face I once gave my whole heart loyalty.

My tears flow without excuse.

Adji's words really aren't strained. Or maybe he's not sane.

With a trembling body, my trembling lips growled with Adji's behavior now. Don't look at this public place. I took out what was on my mind.

"Are you crazy..!! She's pregnant with you and that child is your flesh and blood. You should have been responsible all the way."

"You think with that expression of your love I'll melt and then I'll come back. No. gabe. I'm not a fakir amara. Who will beg to do anything for love even if openly hurt and disappointed. I am a woman just like your wife. Don't make me a bad woman."

Broke my tears. Talita who doesn't understand anything just embraces my shoulder. Funneling power without any intention of mediating.

"I do love you. But I gave up my love you took away. And that only leaves the wound disappointed."

"I'm fine. Don't ask back. Don't go back to hoping. Go and be happy with your choice. Let us both make peace with the situation. I'll make sure I leave without taking anything from you. Whether it's love or hurt. I don't want to take both."

"I know you're a good man. So keep being good. In a way don't see me again."

I started to give distance. Back footstep, turn. Before I really left I said again.

"Ohh yes.. Cut your alcohol. It's so useless it'll only make your sanity erode even more."

Adji sculpting. She cried. I also saw him like that. But I think that's best for us. He has chosen and I have to accept.

He said that I still love him. But I don't want my love to turn me into a demonic woman. Who heartily offends fellow women and innocent children.

I took Talita's hand. Away from the presence of Adji. For so long I really could not.

Hatik also did not lose his wound. We are separated by a grievance. I hope Adji is as happy as I said.

And i'm... I don't know... I don't want to think about it...