Love After Him

Chapter 3

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My heart is still beating fast with my breath hunting. 'Yes, Allah, not him, O Allah' My love is in my heart. I don't know why my mind didn't calm down after hearing the man's words earlier.

Mr. Raka had finished filling out the guest list, he invited me in, and hinted that I should put my hand on his arm again.

Love songs were beautiful shortly after we entered this magnificent room. Really, if only my heart was calm, I would definitely enjoy this atmosphere. But I can't calm down until I can confirm that it wasn't my Leo who got married this afternoon.

Mr. Raka noticed the change in my mood, then he asked me "Luna what's going on? Are you okay?"

I told him I'd be fine. I intentionally didn't tell him my fear. Then we lined up to be able to give greetings to the two brides.

Stepping into the sewer really made me feel unsettled. It seems like a long line.

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Limply. Shock. Mournfully. Disillusioned. Crushed.

When I saw my Leo in front of me standing with a beautiful woman I knew named Thalia, Mr. Raka's best friend. My head's dizzy. My breath's a mess. I'm messy.

'Oh Allah, why do you give me such a test, O Allah?' my screams in my heart.

"Luna, what's wrong? Your hands are cold" Mr. Raka's voice rattled me from my mind. It seems he is worried.

"He ... He's Leo, sir. My girlfriend." I answered withholding something that was about to come out of the eye. I don't know how I look right now. I feel ruined ...

"Dam." Aspersion.

"I can't ask you how you are, but don't point out your weakness, Lun. You are strong, and you must be strong." He smiled his gentle smile at me, pulling my hand into his arm. We're only a few feet from the bride.

"Now, lift your head. Calm yourself. We're going, yeah." Added again.

I just nodded, and followed his words again.

"Bismillaah" said I lirih.

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Leo, the man now looks worried. Like a chicken thief who is caught by the owner when he wants to steal a chicken. His gaze shifted from me, towards Mr. Raka. I don't know what he's thinking.

'Basic chicken manaling!' I shouted in my heart.

"Thalia, congratulations on the wedding. Doain I'm spanking". Mr. Raka smiled at Thalia while looking at me.

"Oh my God, Raka, thank you. I don't think you have any intention of finding a wife. Mercifully. Titip Raka yes, sis. He's a good man." He said while smiling at me.

"Beautiful" he continued with a wink towards Pak Raka.

I just smiled at him. Then we turned to Leo. I want to slap this guy in front of me. But with Mr. Raka beside me, it makes me want to act as sweet as Snow White. If I am persecuted today, I will be happy tomorrow. My resolve.

Leo was about to shake my hand. A moment I was silent, but a second later I accepted, "Congratulations, may you be happy". I said with a forced smile as it held the pain. 'Don't cry, Luna, don't cry'.

"Until we meet again, Tha. Let's go first". Pamit Pak Raka to Thalia while putting her left hand on my waist.

"Okay, don't forget the invitation. I wait!" Answer Thalia.

I also took a deep breath. Hold it as hard as possible so that the clear details from my eyes do not force out.

"Come, Lun. We go" one hand on my waist, the other hand tidying my hair against my wet cheek.

I just want to get out of here. If only I hadn't been wearing high heels, maybe I would have run really fast.

I feel Mr. Raka's hand is still on my waist. Sometimes he looks at me with a worried look. I could see his worries to me.

"I'm okay, sir. Thank you." Thank you." I said in the middle of the trip outside the reception hall. I look at his face once in a while while smiling. Somehow my current form. All the way my tears were falling. Down without command.

"If there were no Raka, maybe I would go crazy there. Thank you, sir" I continued.

"It's okay, Lun." His word.

"Now we go, yes!" Continue again, holding my hand to the basement.

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The car drove smoothly splitting the city of Surabaya. We had lunch at a restaurant not far from the hotel. Mr. Raka brought me here, because we haven't had lunch since.

I didn't really think much about eating when I came here. But when I got inside the restaurant, the worms in my stomach asked for their right to be fed.

Various kinds of food and drink menu that we have ordered immediately presented in front of me. Mr. Raka took the oxtail soup with the rice in front of him. Then I picked up a very appetizing burning rib.

Mr. Raka chose orange juice as his drink as usual, while I chose melon juice.

We eat and drink in silence. There was only the sound of spoons and forks touching the plate. We remained silent with each other's minds.

"How long have you been dating her?" Mr. Raka's question broke our silence. He looked at me, waiting for me to answer his question.

"Em, two years, sir." My answer.

"I never had a feeling he was going to lie to me, sir. These two years have never been the slightest bit suspicious of him." Saying later.

"He was possessive, so I could not go with any man other than him or my family. Just the office business alone is a little loose. Before I got into a relationship with him, I was working. So I'm determined on work". Continue again.

Mr. Raka listened to every word of my lips without cutting them in the least. In fact, not to ask. That's exactly what I need right now. Heard.

"I don't know, sir. I'm too stupid, or he's too smart." Add me. This time the clear circles were forced back out. I tried to hold him back but they were much stronger. Slowly my cheek got wet.

Mr. Raka extended his handkerchief to me. I accepted it while saying thank you. This time it seems like Mr. Raka was about to say something, but first by me.

"Sorry, Sir. I shouldn't be like this in front of my dad. Excuse me, go to the toilet first". I then walked in front of him. Mr. Raka nodded his head without saying a word.

I brought the clutch bag that was in my lap. Good thing I brought powder and lipstick. Kasian Pak Raka, must see his private secretary like this. Immediately I looked for the location of the toilet to tidy up my already collapsed appearance.

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Finished tidying up my appearance, I returned to table number 12. I saw Mr. Raka was calling the waiter to ask for his bill.

I sat down in front of him again. A male servant approached Mr. Raka and Mr. Raka immediately gave the payment money and tips to the waiter.

"You still want to go for a walk?" Ask Mr. Raka to me.

"I'm going with Mr. Aja. I was also confused at the hotel for what". I answered while tidying up the uncluttered bangs.

"Hmm, how about you accompany me to see a new location? You want to, Lun?" Bring along.

"Can, Sir." My answer.

We left the restaurant to go somewhere else. The new land that Mr. Raka managed to get at the meeting this morning.