Longsuffering

Satria

The misty twilight of clouds longs

it shines the void

i relakan..

because that theme never really binds me

-Satria

Bandung, Satria - Wita

Satria Pov's

Today Wita should be beside me. Yes, because since his departure to Jakarta I never got the slightest news from him. Since that day my heart has been completely ungodly. Not because of his irrefutable attitude to not go to Jakarta. Not because he did not want to fulfill my desire to immediately take a leave to prepare for our marriage. His loyalty to the promise he kept for me really got me swept away in a longing love.

The wound that felt sore when I intended to deliver Wita to a travel car to Jakarta. I turned around after a few meters my car drove away from Wita's house. Because I think it's weird that I want to marry my relationship with Wita is still this way.

I didn't find the woman I was going to take with me. Mother told me that Wita was now at her superior's home. That day, Wita's superior named Mr. Hermawan died.

I decided to drive my car to the funeral home. I took to the house of Mr. Hermawan and taped it. Yes, even if I could pray in my prayer, but I do not want to look stupid in the eyes of Wita's colleagues. Hahahaha, I am still the same Satria. A lot of wits.

I circled my gaze in all directions, but the woman I was looking for didn't exist. I tried to call his phone but all I received was a mere connecting tone. Then, I saw the man who was in my office a few days ago, who had a dark eye that was stirring anger, Vishnu.

I intend to approach the man, just to prove that this is my territory. However, my intention was reduced because the man ran towards his car in a hurry after talking to my friend Lanis. Lanis then caught my presence wet who kept staring at Vishnu. My friend gave me a look I couldn't understand. It was as if sending a plea to me.

My feelings began to not be good, I ignored the presence of Lanis and then I drove my car to follow the vehicle driven by my rival. I saw him running like he lost control after pulling over his vehicle, approaching Wita who was crying?

Wita's crying? what the hell happened to him? I never saw the slightest fragility inherent in him. She is the toughest woman I have ever met. It is a love that shines and beats in the heart of my heart. Always raise the flag of the might of love and fight for a burning life. Uphold firmly with a strong and strong soul. It is my place that I have, then..what do I see now? her crying made my step stop behind the garden bushes I stared at with shaky steps.

I saw Vishnu rubbing his back, Wita let the man's hand caress him, while my woman was dissolving with her unbearable broken cry.

Wita cried between drizzles that slowly began to become heavy rain. I then ran towards my car. Long time I sat in the car, I thought Wita and the man named Vishnu will move from there soon, but in fact they chose to sit in a small saung.

I saw Vishnu just silently accompany Wita. There was no suspicious body movement from them. I just watched it from a distance.

As they entered Vishnu's car I continued to follow him. I thought Wita would be driven home. But I even pulled my car over at a, nutrition?

Sure enough Vishnu, the cemetery is not a romantic place that can relieve women's cries. I then picked up a hodie jacket and sunglasses. I followed their steps after taking the time to buy a bottle of water and flowers for me to sow on the tomb that I would pretend to visit. I'm trailing them like a detective. Maybe I'm not fit to be a lawyer. Hahahah.

I pitched my ears sharply, as sharp as the ears of a bat ready to attract prey. Hodie covering my head and sunglasses perfected my disguise.

I heard every speech that a man named Vishnu made. Three deaths complete her life, ending with a profound message about the plea for happiness that Wita must achieve.

"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. Be happy with the end of our story!"

Vishnu's sentence is like explaining firmly where my coordinates are. I never once asked Wita, does she want me? Does it hold a taste for me? Is there any reason that could touch the recesses of my heart why he accepted my proposal? I was too happy that I had a promise that he would keep.

So today, my heartbreak is more perfect when I open the incoming email with the return address named Vishnu;

...

Satria yesterday I went to your office, but your secretary said you didn't exist. Sorry I asked for your email address.

Not much I want to say. I just apologize for not being able to attend on your happy day, because I had to go to Switzerland. It may sound like a coward but I am trying to prepare my heart, as well as help prepare the mentality of my daughter who will lose Wita.

Wita good woman, I beg you please take good care of her anyway. Regarding the trauma, I apologize for not being able to do much to help her. You may be able to ask Lanis for help if Wita has trouble coming back. But I hope it doesn't happen.

.....

Reading the letter that Vishnu sent made me shudder myself. I am like a despicable human who robs the wealth of another human being. I just need to reassure the turmoil I experienced, before tomorrow.I say my kabul ijab to an extraordinary woman named Wita.

I asked Wita to meet me, I. There is something to talk about, my chat with Wita this afternoon until finally the woman is now in my private car.

"You happy?" I asked her to make her eyes look at me in wonder. "Are you happy tomorrow we're getting married?" ask again.

Silence accompanied us in the car that was currently driving over my wheel. He didn't answer my question. He just kept silent. I saw her eyes glazed over a bit and replied, "please guide me so I can find the happiness you mean".

"hahahahaha.", my laughter broke upon hearing his reply. I don't know what I laughed at this time. Maybe I'm laughing at her stupid answer. Or maybe I'm laughing at my fate.

"What do you like the most about me Wita?" my many.

"What?" tanyanya surprised.

"you mean?"

"Please answer Wita!!, just this once got me to your house. hahahah", I laughed to myself, "What do you like about me?"

"You...what's all of a sudden strange like this?", he asked in surprise.

"I've had a crush on you since we went to school in Junior High School. Love monkey like if people say", I said. "I like you the most in two, now you are not happy anymore because you are so different. So more... beuh. riveting.", I continued after memegag the tip of her hijab. She then pulled the rough hijab I was holding and responded to my rant with a few sentences.

"I didn't think you were a delinquent like you could be a lawyer. But there's something I want to say to you that I haven't spoken to" he looked at me and paused. "Thank you for being the friend who always protected me from your equally delinquent friends. Maybe if you ask me what I like about you, yeah, like your attitude that always protects me, that's what I like".

His statement is what it is. Wita always offers a natural view from every angle of his behavior. I. always liked.

"Hahaha, finally, I don't feel so bad like this" I replied, pulling my car over to the yard of an orphanage I used to visit.

I invited him into the house, which was filled with hundreds of orphans. Ms. Rahma who is the manager of the orphanage greeted us and invited us to sit in the garden behind the house.

"Everything is prepared for Satria, the orphanage in Antapani and Buah Batu is also ready to come" said Bu Rahma to me while saving two cups of tea for me and Wita. He then left us in the back garden, breathing the slightly cold afternoon air.

I then decided to say a sentence that since two days ago I had arranged neatly. "Wita.. I'm sorry! tomorrow.we will not get married!"

He looked at me with a surprised look. Asking for answers and explanations that I really don't know where I'm going to explain.

"I.. Satria Inscription Gumilang.your old friend who always protects you, and will remain a friend to you".

"I feel like an honorable man when you're holding our engagement vows, really. I'm touched by all your attitudes".

"You don't have to do anything to me Wita, I broke this relationship with all the affection we have".

He kept looking at me with teary eyes, no objection coming from his thin lips. He just looked at me softly and trembled.

"My parents were at your house, and I just got word from my sister that everything was going according to plan. You don't have to worry about it" I said trying to dampen any concerns he might have in mind.

"Vishnu.".", I said heavily. "He's a great guy in my opinion".

Yes, I must admit his attitude from the beginning has hit me hard which is not how much. Then his decision to give up Wita and bring his baby who will be hurt by my actions, was a decision of a perfectly grown man.

"Satria...".

From the minute I spoke, Wita then said my name softly. Wita. I am sure and will continue to dare to admit that you have not had a heart for me in the past.

"I'm sorry" she said with tears dripping down her cheeks.

"I'm the one who should apologize, life is not always acting the same as we want, right Wita? However, let me be happy by giving each of us a path".

"I never wanted to challenge a woman who didn't love me, you remember my boyfriend who slapped you?", I asked her. Her crying suddenly subsided after that question I threw out.

"my best friend, I don't know how" he replied hesitantly.

"yes, she was the persistent boyfriend who chased me among my other girlfriends" I said, making a small laugh come from her mouth.

"then?", he asked again.

"according to the news that he is still single. ", I replied inviting his laughter to break out among the silence of the twilight. A laugh I haven't seen since I tied her up in an engagement. That laugh is not for me.

Blessed is Wita. with your Wisnumu!!!

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who asked Satria's Point of View yesterday who's hayoooo???

sorry can only be published now yes.wait Vishnu first cuss to Switzerland. 😁😁✌

Lately it seems like when I'm up will be random. There are other responsibilities that are equally priority.so we share with the time there is.. Moga understand🙈🙈🙈🙏

Sorry a few days back komen2 loyal readers Selesa Rindu not yet can I reply one by one, but certainly...😜😘

For Satria who has given up his heart. I ask the same mountain of flowers coffee the sweetest🤗😎🙏.

anyway many gifts and votes make Satriaaaaa🤣🤣🤣🤣🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏