Longsuffering

Long Night

my love brimmed in the depths of longing

wriggling between the wound and the thorn

that's fine!

because you're as fragrant as**me**indu

- Vishnu

Jakarta, Vishnu-Wita

Vishnu Pov

"Thank you, for tonight".

I couldn't hide my happiness when he said thank you that night. Although I have to go beyond it by looking at the loyal Wita against the trauma of her past. The accident that occurred that night on the road Kemang Utara made his trauma was disturbed again.

I was going crazy when I realized that Wita had to go through something like that. This was the first time I saw her body shivering, her sweat dripping and her tears breaking. I only grimaced as I remembered while he was working at the Gemintang Dewun I heard he fell ill after meeting me in his room. The pain I only learned since I met Lanis at the Hospital where she was treated first. I was stupid.

Last night I took him to dinner when actually my stomach was full. I was just worried about his health, because when I investigated, his lips were dry, his eye bags were blackened and his face was sweating.

I called Revita on the way to where Wita lost control.

"What happened Rev?"

"Don't know sir, it was Mba Wita wanted to finish his work. I was told to go home first. I was worried that from noon he would not eat. The morning also eats a little. Especially last night in no sleep, nightmares like that"

I was afraid to hear his words, especially when the GPS indicating its position began to close, while there were crowds of people with siren ambulance and police. I can't imagine how crazy I would be if an accident on that road hit my City.

I was relieved when I saw Wita from a distance. When I approached him, he seemed resigned and gave up on his condition. I accompanied him for almost thirty minutes, in an unchanging position. He wept and endured the trembling in his body with the soft voice of Istighfar that I heard so deeply washed away my guilt.

I could only say, "don't cry anymore", stroking her tiny back slowly. After easing up and realizing what I was doing to him he said, "don't swipe.not muhrim!"

I smiled to myself to find that my Time had changed. Time and experience can change everything. She was my mother who always reminded me of the boundaries between men and women. Especially when I decided to go abroad, my mother knew that she had unconditional free association about *****, a human with adam and eve labels.

My heart throbbed longing. If the owner of the tiny body allows it, I want to immediately pull it in my arms, kiss her forehead, hold her trembling hands and wipe her tears and sweat. But I had to hold back, for my time had not yet come.

The hope will come at a time when she will be a halal woman to me now present in the trembling tone of voice that she uttered. "I'm not a Pastri mbak who likes to linger eating satay with mas Vishnu here".

I was happy to hear that jealous tone coming out of her sweet lips. I forgot that now the limit that Wita asked for I had to fulfill. I. even so enjoyed his body gesture when I teased with my silly request to linger with him. His face turned red and his lips smiled as he said, "after night, Wita should rest".

I drove my car through the capital's night streets. I saw that he was asleep, asleep after the tiredness that he had today and yesterday. I don't know what happened last night until the nightmare came back. His injuries were perfect after a hit-and-run accident that took the toll of the severe injuries he witnessed tonight.

I can only try to understand the wound. The accident that I can't change is the real cause of her trauma right now. And. I am the cause.

Arrived in front of his rental house at exactly 12 p.m. I pulled my car over in front of the white-brown house, the house he had made his temporary residence. If I may ask, I'd like to take her home tonight. But I had to really fight hard to hold back on that.

Thirty minutes passed, I let Wita enjoy her sleep tonight in my car. His body moved and his eyes opened. He then realized that he had brought me to his rental home.

"eh.. has arrived?", he asked while circulating his gaze. "No build up?" he continued his question while straightening his body.

"You are so happy, I can't bear to wake him up" I replied, looking at him.

"Thank you, for tonight" he said, staring at his hand which he had linked to himself. I can clearly see the ring embedded in his ring finger. Instantly my face hardened and tried to hold back with a heavy sigh.

"You strong woman Wita, I apologize, I was not there beside you when the accident happened to you first. You, stop remembering all those bad memories!", I hesitated as I revealed them . It is not impossible if my words will invite the reaction of his body that is not good.

However, my concern did not occur when Wita just smiled at me "Wita is trying, just pray!"

He opened his seat belt and grabbed his bag and tried to open the car door. But the movement I hold, "Wita.".", I said. "You.. don't hold a grudge for me?"

"No!", he answered sure. "mas Vishnu, also experienced the same weight as me. Who deserves that grudge" he replied.

"No Wita, you deserve a lot of happiness, not revenge" I replied.

"the same with Vishnu. Vishnu be happy! With Adhis, look for a mother and wife who will accompany your happiness" said Wita who made my heart throb with pain.

"What if the mother and wife we want is you, Mother Wita" I said lirih.

"In a moment, Wita will belong to someone else entirely. Stop expecting Wita! Blessed is Vishnu, with or without Vita".

My face instantly hardened. I wanted to shower him with anger. Anger over his incomprehension about happy coordinates for me and Adhis is in fact just him. But I couldn't let go of the anger as her tears fell down her beautiful face.

I didn't realize my hand was outstretched wiping her tears. She blinked.. It made me pull my hand. "sorry!", I said with regret.

He smiled and got out of my car. I came down from my vehicle, scanned her body which breezed away. However, as he touched the fence, I stopped his steps through my voice and said expectantly, "Wita... I will keep fighting for you. You don't have to do anything. You just have to stay there. Let me run to you".

Wita just smiled at me, "good night Vishnu, rest! today is a tiring day for us".

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