Longsuffering

Begged

then you start to stretch the distance

between longing and anger

I draw your simple love

boat tubs flying sails towards the shore

i. awaits you.

- Vishnu

Bandung, Wisnu-Kang Indra - Teh Rumi - Wita

"You are omnipresent by Vishnu. Say so lalaki keg suudzonan", please Rumi tea comment a little sweet in this condition. Vishnu has not been able to think clearly to digest the situation. In an instant, his wife would probably be completely lost in his life. Should the time he spent in the wound he let go just like that?

"Teteh mah pajna teu ridho ah mother Wita if taken by people".

Who is willing?, is not the path of pain that Vishnu chose is his unwillingness to lose a love moor named Wita? Rumi tea may not understand how ill-fated to feel his love bounced when sweet longing and the mind is ripe in the silence of the heart.

Vishnu understood and realized very well that naivety dragged him to the necessity of himself accepting Vita now had a painful decision. But love needs to be fought for, right?, like the love of a father who continues to fight for himself in order to be able to raise the flag of honor of science and education, like the love of a faithful mother upholds her wrinkled body to always give the word spirit of knitting all dreams, like the love of Rumi Tea which transformed into a mother figure that has long gone, like his faithful little Adhis love accompanies the colors of his life. As well as women pinned the name Wita, making up for the expensive in the sacrificial move is the price of death for Vishnu.

"Udah mah ah. make papah same as Vishnu coffee, papah want the angel-anget", kang Indra tried to stop Rumi's teabag which continued to sound like the sound of round tofu trading spinning repeatedly. Rumi tea come on..!!

"kessel atuh da, tahu gini mah dijodokeun ti baheula. Pantesan feeling mamah tea meni strange fitting meet mother Wita, hat tea directly click we kitu pah. Falling in love mamah mah sama mama wita teh. Not daring to say ka ieu slave, the most pretentious rejected wae", Rumi's tea rant was again heard with a look of pity.

"iya.iya.iya papah understand", timpal kang Indra calming. Kang Indra often heard the name of Wita from his wife and Adhis who he had considered like his son. Several times met with the favorite figure of his wife and child, making Kang Indra can draw the conclusion that Wita is an attractive, intelligent and affectionate figure.

Kang Indra often heard the idle ideas of his wife to menjodokan Vishnu and Wita, but his wife's desire was never realized because the guts of Rumi tea always ciut before competing. One day Kang Indra made a video call, showing the affection that Wita gave to Adhis but no response whatsoever from Vishnu to Kang Indra can conclude that Vishnu had no interest in Adhis's teacher.

"We also can not be wrong continue Vishnu mah", continued Indra kang.

"Teh mah do not want to know. the desire of the mother must you realize, the tea mother once said Vishnu mah will marry the same woman who initials W. eata teteh strange naha jadina initial R".

"Astagfirullah. mamaaah coffee ih cepetan!!", kang Indra ruled firmly on Rumi tea which continued to issue the defeat of his heart that had been too over the limit.

"i'm sorry, I'm exhausted from the mamah tea" replied Rumi tea with the tone and tempo of the voice that began to decline.

"All I have brought together his waluh collection for you Nu, you can eat nanaon ti earlier" said Rumi tea again while moving from the rattan chair in the rooftop garden area of his house.

"yes, thank you tea", replied Vishnu in a position that is still as stiff and tense as this afternoon.

"Your focus is now only one", Kang Indra began to give input to his sister-in-law who he had always loved. When Indra kang was still Rumi's tea girlfriend in high school, Vishnu was still in elementary school. Not having a sister makes the affection he has abundant purely for the Vishnu.

"Help Wita to heal her trauma".

"But I'm not sure that he is capable of kang, hearing if he has been proposed by others I become unbalanced" replied Vishnu lirih.

"That's your struggle and sacrifice, help the girl sincerely and purely!", Indra's kang request is very heavy. Vishnu better be in the tender war with various enemies of famous companies in Indonesia or make a contract to build a draft concept of Agro Tourism in the land of Papua than have to decide to stop loving Wita.

"Making Wita healed of her trauma is your true love".

Crying is not enough. What sentence is equivalent to the pain that Vishnu felt tonight? There is no word that can describe how painful it is to love to let go.

****

Just meet me for a second Wita!, just 5 minutes.

The last message Wita received since yesterday on her phone. Thirty-one missed calls and twenty-seven illegible messages he ignored. Of course, because he no longer wants to deal with Vishnu. His story has ended a long time ago, does not he?, now he does not want to make the same injury to others, Satria, a friend during his High School who just proposed to him at the Hospital a few days ago.

He also no longer has to deal with the trauma of his past, although last night the nightmare returned he experienced. More than usual, it hurts and imprints on his heart and chest. But Vishnu must be part of a hardened and frozen history. Unsculpted and broken even though he has been present in many stories today. So his decision accepted Satria may be able to remove all traces of him.

Well I wait at the cafe Mozaku at 4 pm

Wita replied to the message Vishnu sent.

****

Vishnu waited thirty minutes ago. It cannot be too late for a second because the woman he will meet is the 'most expensive' woman he has. A few moments later his smile was on his back when he saw the figure of a woman who was in line to walk towards him.

"Hi. assalamuialaikum".

"Wa'alaikumussalam", replied Wita flat while sliding separate dining chairs with teak tables faced with the existence of Vishnu. Sit down and order some food.

"Eat him do not care first yes!, your body is still in recovery". Vishnu said while mentioning three favorite foods of Wita and ordered to the waiter who recorded the order.

Wita just circulates his gaze in various directions, no matter what Vishnu said. He was certainly regulating all his emotions, squeezing his fingers that began to get wet with sweat. But his regular breathing gave him room to be able to control himself, seconds later he felt safe in this twilight cafe situation.

"Is it better?", asked Vishnu

"alhamdulillah" Wita replied expressionlessly.

"So Adhis wanted to come, just.."

"we have 5 minutes, can go directly to the purpose and purpose?", asked Wita to stop talking about Vishnu.

Vishnu for a moment pegged, staring at the fingers of Wita who seemed to tremble, looking at the ring that Wita wore. Tell me!, here's the pain!

"Stop with your fiancee Wita, we can knit our dreams back together. right?".

Wita just kept her breath.

"I did a lot of wrong to you Wita, but please.don't punish me like this! I'm not sure I can get through it", continued Vishnu.

"how did Vishnu feel when the promise I held a few years ago I denied?" ask Wita.

"I'm sorry Wita, I'm too jealous. I don't know. My heart was sick and angry at the time. My life is even ruined".

"Then from that Vishnu mas, Wita will not repeat the same thing, anger and hurt people who want Wita, because the promise must be kept Wita".

"But getting married isn't just about keeping Wita's promise!!, you love her??, huh?? have you really forgotten me? is my love this time clapping one hand?" ask Vishnu gasping.

"Just say so, Vishnu, we have ended long ago, if Vishnu forgot".