Longsuffering

Longsuffering
Be happy!



welcoming the day in the thump of time


I'm trying to cover up the past


save the lost breath


desperate for victory


in fact, I lost my fight


I just wish..


you're happy


- Vishnu


Bandung, Wita-Vishnu


Vishnu Pov


The fingers are so soft and smooth I feel touching my face. I didn't expect my tears to be able to shed in front of this woman. For a moment I stared at the swipe of his fingers, but I realized that this was not my purpose in bringing him here.


Oh Wita. If you just say the word 'want me', this second I will take you away from your Satria. To hell with his skills as a lawyer who's gonna punish me. Me, will have your life!!!


But the fact that Wita was no longer on my side made me realize, I had long been thrown into his dark past.


So today, let it be my last day to silence all the darkness of life that I have ever told in the past. I. tell all my pain about the death of the precious people in my life not to ask for mercy. But my desire to wipe out his past with the story I have been and will tell.


Not wanting to linger beside her, I then stood a few steps towards the gravestone that was side by side with my mother. A headstone bearing the name of the hero in my life;


Soepandi Tarmono bin Haryanto


Born: Jogjakarta, June 7...


Died: ...


"This is my father's grave, Wita", I introduced my father as if he were still alive and entertained his future son-in-law whom I had always missed. Aah.. I'm going crazy!!. I momentarily shook my head and immediately looked back at the woman who was in front of me, in front of my mother's grave.


"You may remember, I told you once that my father died a few days before my high school graduation". Wita nodded her mark confirming my statement.


Yes. true, I told about my father who had died a long time ago to Wita with enthusiasm he told the great Wita father in fighting for the family. The father who always spoiled Wita, the father who always realized Wita's wishes, the father who never got angry at Wita, the father who everything!!!


And so, I could feel exactly what was in his pain when I had to accept the fact of his father's departure for all eternity. He continues to make things worse by having difficulty forgiving himself, forgiving his past, until the symptoms of his trauma often arise and sink throughout his life at this time.


I then continued my sentence while wiping the dust attached to the headstone that read my father's name. "He's my idol, probably the same one you're so proud to tell me about dad. And so, with pride I would like to introduce, he is the greatest man who can make me stand up straight until now".


He listened to me carefully. Throwing a smile with a black veil that blushed as breeze this afternoon.


"He .. always wanted to realize all my ideals. Including my ambition to be an architect. He always proudly introduced me to his friends, or his brothers, that I would become a renowned architect".


"He always said that my intelligence was the legacy he passed on to me. He always joked that I would wake up a special house for him from my designs".


"My father, died when I had not been able to realize all his ideals. I. have not been able to show my graduation marks, far even to the realization of my ideals to become an architect".


Wita.. looked at me with a look I could not understand. His body trembled holding a stupefied breath. I saw it clearly, he was regulating his emotions that might not be okay.


"Death will always exist in human life. Many stories will bring it. You just need to be sure that you're not the only one who's down. Learn to forgive yourself from today! From today forgive your past! I'll let you go, but I hope that all the trauma you've experienced ends to this day!"


He blinked for a moment as I hurled


those words. His eyes glazed over and then bowed his gaze to the grass that he had made his body focus. I then continued my sentence.


"Blessed for tomorrow and beyond! Your future is waiting, maybe even your ideals will soon be realized. I pray that you will soon have the child you dreamed of. If you need eleven, let's be a team" I said that made him chuckle giving a small laugh for me. Ah. Your smile and laughter are so sweet Wita. Keep it like this!


"Don't mind Adhis! He's a great boy because he has a great father" I replied, inviting his smile back. I love seeing his smile.


"Aphis and I are going to make up my own new story. You have decided your life, then I just need to continue living my life with Adhis. There will be no problems in the future. Like you said Wita, we're over. So, be happy with the end of our story!", I. solidified this sentence even deep down, it felt sore and poignant piercing almost all my feelings. It is my folly today to let my Lady drag me to the bottom of my heart. However, I had to do it, because I could not force my will to have this woman before me.


I think I have had enough of it today to ask him to speak, heart to heart for the last time. I glanced at the clock in my hand, then invited him to get out of here. "already four o'clock, I'll drive you home. Or.. want to take the body of Mr Hermawan?", I asked.


"Wita. go home" he replied slowly. I nodded and decided to go ahead of him. But suddenly my steps stopped when he called my name, "Mas Vishnu.", he paused, then continued stammering, "Mba Lastri. like.. suitable for Vishnu mas".


I looked back and looked at him, without me realizing I was laughing at his words, "hahahah... are you setting me up Wita?, can you find anything other than Lastri?", I teased him.


He just shook his head with a tense face. I then raised a question that I thought was ridiculous and would only make my heart ache and sting more. "What if.. I was with Lastri, you'd be happy?"


He gave no answer. He just kept looking at me. I can deduce something I shouldn't say. I answered her request, "after afternoon, come on. I'll drive you home!"


We then left this place. There was a sense of relief in my heart, because I felt that I had completed all my duties. I really hope he can forget his past, and be happy with the future he chose.


We entered the car I parked in the cemetery parking lot. But I felt something strange. I spread my gaze in all directions before I start my car. Even my head I leaned out to make sure of something. I feel like someone is following me.


I ignored my unproven suspicions. Then start driving my vehicle. We were in the car in silence and quiet, preoccupied on our individual minds. Until finally my car arrived on the road to the alley of his house.


I drove him to his house, and I met his mother. I saw that Wita's mother was busy with an invitation book that I can confirm as an invitation book for Wita and Satria. I. I feel pain seeing it.


"Son Vishnu..kok can be with Wita?", asked Wita's mother happily.


"It just so happened to meet at the house of the late Mr. Hermawan ma'am", I replied.


"Duh, I'm sorry mom couldn't stay long, it's inside there's a guest. Later the drinking water so that Wita is willing to yes!", said Wita's mother hastily and immediately entered back into the house.


"Wita.. provide first drink yes mas?", said Wita softly.


"No need" I replied. "I was just right away, afraid not to get to the nutrition of Mr. Hermawan".


He nodded. I then suddenly asked her something, "Wita...you.why what gift do I want for your wedding?"


He just didn't answer my question. I waited for a few minutes but there was no answer from him. I smiled and said, "forget it. I say yes. assalamualaikum"


"wa'alaikum salam", he answered faintly and softly touching this heart that should immediately go away from him.


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iiih... kadonya what do you want?? can anyone help answer?🀭🀭🀭


Before answering, also prepare a gift for me yes, Special for today. I ask for a lot of votes for the most beautiful gift Wita-Wisnu later πŸ™ˆπŸ™. hehehehe.


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owh yes dear reader.I send a prayer for the reader Selesa Miss ya..


Shafahallah for the mamah reader Suci Katrisa... May the pain he suffered become kafarat and soon be healed as usual.. Aamiin🀲😍


Allihummagfirlahum.., for his mommy reader Uphe Fenti Agesti and his mother-in-law reader Poernama. Those who have gone before us may be classified as His heavenly God🀲. Aamyn


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