Love Because ...

Love your self

Haris continues to swipe photos of Bella one of his men while stirring the noodles he made in the kitchen. He ate between lust and lust, just now he finished monitoring his men, shocked when Tia directly called him to tell one of his men's cases. Haris was completely embarrassed by him. Suddenly Rara came to the kitchen to fill her tuperware.

“Mbak Rara!” said Haris greeting his superior standing up. “Yes my gosh from earlier I nyariin.” he panicked.

“Why is it Haris?”

“I'm really sorry about Bella, owh yes we are talking here or later I go to mbak?” room

“Do not have to be here, then just eat it, we chat casually.”

“Iya mbak, mbak want to eat? want noodles?” tawar Haris's.

“No thanks.” he said while filling the water in tupperware.

“I just knew this morning from mbak Tia Bella fired mbak.” he said while stirring his noodles sad. “I also definitely do the same thing mbak, we are definitely in the cut yes mbak same client?”

“Do not know mas, tomorrow mbak Tia want to try the lobby.”

“Iya I bidarin myself for loby pak Pendi, but mbak Tia nolak. He said I was told to focus on the event. Well anyways there-there is aja tu si Bella, even though I have often moh mbak chatty nasihatin him,” grumpy.

“Udahlah already happened, after all his son also already given punishment.”

“So I don't know whether to recruit TL or not? Do not know what the continuation of Pak Pendi want to continue ato enggak?.”

“Mas Haris do not have to think that it has focused on the same event just before, about recruitment so that I am a regular.”

“Makasih ya mbak already help me,” said Haris smiled while devouring the spirit of his noodles, because the burden is reduced.

“Eh no mas Haris same mbak Rara, eh Mas Haris it make its own noodles?” greet Mr. Dito who just came to the kitchen.

“Iya sir Dito, have relaxed not papa. Owh yes sir Dito ate sir?” tawar Haris's.

“Owh Alhamdullilah already mas earlier, mbak Rara want to be madein noodles?” make it while making drinks.

“No need sir Dito thanks, had already eaten,” said Rara.

“Owh yes already that, well Mas Haris I do not feel good for his own noodles, because I just came home earlier.”

“Casual sir, so that Dito sir came home to eat at home?”

“Iya mas, kasian wife already cooked, if that's me excuse me again yes, I want to nganter this for mas Arif. Mari mas, mbak,” he said he brought a glass of cold iced tea.

“Yes yes sir Dito,” said Haris casually, Mr. Dito directly out.

“Wah great yes sir Dito, surely his wife sholehah it mbak, make Mr. Dito go home continue to eat his cooking,” praise, make Rara smile.

“Owh yes mas, Vivi is a member of mas ya?”

“Vivi Vivi? Where's vivi? no TL whose name is Vivi mbak?”

“Dia SPG mas.”

“Owh yes know Vivi SPG sasa yes? rani's men, why mbak?”

“Kalo she is rich how the hell?”

“He's good at his job, Rani often tells me. The promotion is good again.”

“Owh is it, have his contacts not?”

“There will be a later I send to mbak.” Haris smiled.

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(Ra Alhamdullilah event continued, pak Pendi want our cooperation. Loe ready TL good yes 😆, I have promised Pak Pendi would like to give TL good.)

A short message from Tia by WA made Rara smile happily. Hamdalah was thrown from her mouth. He took a blue map in the view of Vivi Fadillah data one of his SPGs, the track record is good. Rara is indeed intending to recruit him to be Bella's replacement TL.

TOK TOK TOK, someone knocked on his office door.

“Log in!” rara said, when she saw Vivi coming, she was wearing her work uniform.

"Please sit vi?” vivi sat on the chair in front of her.

“What is mbak?” ask Vivi.

“You want to be TL?” tawar Rara to the point.

“TL?”

"Yes TL, want?”

“My time so my TL will not be in Giant again?”

“Ya, yes you go there most to check the men aja,” explained Rara, Vivi is still thinking.

“Ya already gini, if you want you still have to take tests, interviews and so on. The test is next week Monday at nine in the morning. If you agree you came here.”

“Iya mbak, thanks mbak,” he said smiling.

“Iya equally you can come out.”

“Iya mbak, excuse me.” Vivi's out of the office.

Rara could clearly read a confused face like Vivi was thinking of something. Strangely thought, usually if there are employees who are offered to rise their position happy, more enthusiastic and excited but different from Vivi who like to think a thousand times to take this position.

After Dhuhur Rara as usual filled his water tuperware in the kitchen, Suddenly Mr. Dito came with a panicked face.

“Mbak Rara, mbak mbak!”

“Yes Mr Dito? Why?“ asked Rara who saw the panic on her OB face.

“Why?”

“So I cleaned up above, on the rooptop, but I met one of our employees. He was crying to call someone. Want me to reprimand I do not feel good how ya mbak ya?”

“Loh who is Mr Dito?” ask Rara wonder.

“That was yesterday chatting with mbak here!”

“Yang yesterday chat with me here?” ask Rara who still does not know who is meant by Mr. Dito.

“Iya mbak, well I am getting worried, because he was like a hysterical cry that way! I'm afraid why-napa mbak!”

“Owh yes already let me go up aja sir Dito.”

“Yes yes mbak, thanks mbak.”

Rara immediately slid to the top floor of her office rooptop, it turns out that Vivi was meant by Mr. Dito. She was sobbing, Rara slowly approached her.

“Vivi?” Tanya Rara held her shoulder. Vivi turned her face filled with tears, her makeup crumbled. It was clearly visible to Rara a blue bruise on the base of her cheek, like she had been slapped or stabbed.

“Astaghfirullahaladzim Vivi why?” rara asked worried about touching the bruise on the base of Vivi's cheek. Vivi was startled, she dodged turning her face wiping away her tears.

“No papa Ma'am, no papa!” his sobbing eagles did not want to admit his sadness.

Rara stood behind him waiting for Vivi to get ready to talk to him. Vivi once turned her head back to see her superior still standing stand by. Rara realized Vivi was not feeling well, she approached her, then sat down beside her. Vivi turned her face this time it was really obvious it was an inert wound, Rara just realized. So all this time that he thought it was a stain turned out to be an inert wound that Vivi hid with her make-up. Rara slowly touched her wound rubbing it a little.

Aww!

Vivi is complaining of pain.

“Sick yes?” ask Rara. Vivi nodded. Rara grabbed Vivi's hands.

“Why Vi? Who does this do the same to you?” rara asked, Vivi silently bowed in embarrassment.

“Vi, if you have any problems, if you again have any stories do not get rich this?”

Vivi still quietly occasionally sobbing trying to calm her heart to control her emotions.

“Pak Dito said you called someone else crying, what's wrong? is there a family problem or what problem? the story? who's been saying this to you?” ask Rara again.

Vivi is still silent not confused between wanting or not wanting to tell a story, she even cried more and more. Rara hugged him soothingly stroking her shoulders.

Rara waited for Vivi to cry out her feelings, until she let go of her embrace in a calmer state. She took the tissue from her punch and wiped away her tears, Rara was still patiently waiting for Vivi to tell her story.

“That was my boyfriend mbak,” he said embarrassed.

“Terus that cheek why?” rara asked, Vivi was silent again not answering. Rara guessed whether her boyfriend did that to her.

“That's your girlfriend who confessed? she slapped you?” ask Rara to the point. This time Vivi nodded slowly, Rara took a deep breath, rightly guessed. They were silent for a moment, Rara stroked her shoulder care while waiting for Vivi's explanation.

“I used to be an ordinary village girl Mbak, my ideals want to have a good job,” she held back tears.

“I want to really change into a better person, could be a successful person so that can help Abah same mother in the village,” he explained, he was silent for a moment again.

“When I first went to Bandung I did not know anyone, I was applying for work online but there was a bit of a call. Until I knew a man, he helped me all this time. He helped me find a job, he also helped me a lot of things, guaranteed money, gave me food fitting I had nothing, which helped me get enrolled for college, he said, he also supported me to get ahead. Until I fell in love with her, Erik was her name,” she said with a faint smile, recalling the good times of knowing her boyfriend.

“At first he was kind, considerate, dear to me. We're getting closer, helping each other, if I don't have my money loaned to him, and if he doesn't have money, I like his minjemin. We feel like we understand each other, we fall in love and keep going. But three years we've been dating, supporting each other. The longer he changes, the longer his attitude the more temperamental, he can not appreciate me.” he explained crying, already can not stem his sadness.

“Until one day he asked me to break this relationship but I was too affectionate too in love with him. He was the first man to introduce me to love, it felt hard for me to live without him. I asked Erik not to break up, he accepted but his increasingly rude behavior disrespected me. Many of my friends told me she had another boyfriend. I don't want to believe or I don't believe. I always convinced myself that this love was for him, even though he was rude and often angry I was sincere. No papa I think, after all he was good with me, often help me, it does not matter if he did it with me. I love him too much, he mbak,” he said increasingly sobbing to tell the pain of loving someone who does not love him anymore, Rara still silently listened.

“He often asked for my money, I sincerely so far I can afford. Continues yesterday he also asked for money again with me, only this time I refused. I said I have no savings anymore, and indeed empty some of my money was sent to help my mother help me with school. I asked him to be patient, but he was angry, he hit me, he said I did not love him, no matter how he was. All of a sudden he asked for a break up, I panicked, I didn't want to, I got sick, I begged him not to break me. I also said to him, I was offered a promotion so TL, I said God willing I take a salary, later I have enough money for him. He said that if I was rich, even more I did not care about him, because I left him, not one more outlet, rarely met, more difficult if sought if I need anything, he said, he sent me again. And Erik hang up my phone, I call again not picked up with him. I'm confused mbak, I panic, I love her very much,” her sobs.

Rara sees compassion on Vivi who is already a love slave to the wrong person. I can't think logically, I don't know what's wrong.

“You love him more than you love your parents? More than your family? Ato yourself?” ask Rara gently.

“I don't know mbak?” he shook his head. "Maybe yes.” Vivi's tears fell again profusely asserting Rara's question as ironically as she thought, blinded love.

“Kok can? How can you love him more?”

“Not knowing mbak, maybe because he used to be good with me,” he said wiping his tears.

“Kalo according to mbak if you can love Erik very much because of his old kindness, you should be able to love your brother and mother more because their kindness is greater than Erik. You think the same mother is not sad her son is attracted to the same guy?” rara asked, Vivi was silent her heart felt insinuated.

“Not love if there is pain in it. He has hurt you, and you endure not because of love, but the lust of having, the excessive fear that you can judge yourself if you can not live without him. Just three years you were dating, whereas how long could you live without him before knowing him? you are fine, you can smile, you can be happy, you can laugh, your life is beautiful, right?”

“Maybe you are afraid because you have set your opinion on yourself and the devil is playing with your heart that scares you if you are not the same he will not be happy, he said, or think he's your first love and should be your last love. Even though you already know, it is clear he is wrong, it is clearly painful but you cover it all with kindness that is just not how much. Even he has inhibited you, already does not support your dream. You're still trying to keep Erik feeling, but you're still praying for you, still supporting you, but don't you think about their feelings? You think they don't get sick seeing their girls being hurt by strangers, who do you think? come from where? Suddenly came only the pain of their beloved son from childhood, who they keep from small?” rara asked, making Vivi's heart beat.

Vivi starts to use her logic, thinking right what Rara said.

“Vi if your boyfriend forbids you to go forward, keep hurting you gini rich, slap you, you think he still loves you? Do you not love yourself? your life has been ruffled with him?” Rara was silent for a moment giving Vivi space to think.

“Try you think again Vi? That's not love.”

“You are intelligent Vi, you are a good boy, of course you can decide something good the most important thing that will be a part of your life, for the good of your life.” Rara touched Vivi's shoulder patting her shoulder lightly.

“Leave Erik, please, reassure your heart that you will get a better replacement, get the best of your life. Spend your time improving yourself in achieving your goals and making sure you will get a much better replacement who wants you, who loves you not only in the world but in the hereafter in His Heaven God, it is true love Vi.”

“I've tried to stay away from Erik, it's hard, heavy, he continues, it's hard to turn away from him.”.

“Emang difficult Vi, emang sick, must be heavy, yes that's the struggle, there must be a sacrifice," Rara cut quickly .

"You are still very heavy, it is difficult or impossible to ask the Guardian of the heart, try to approach God, ask Him to be made easier to eat Erik. Is it not easy for Allah to turn the heart of a servant?” tanya Raara convinced Vivi's heart..

“You must dare to let go of the person who clearly does not love us Vi. Because if we are forced to survive, there are only wounds and pain Vi,” added Rara.

“Love your self vi, shun Erik, let your heart not be hurt continuously. Love yourself by continuing to learn to be better even if it is difficult, even if you are struggling. Love your self with Allah, ask for His help, approach Allah by keeping your prayers, ask for in a third of the night, confide in as much, ask for strength. Approach the Controller of the heart, God willing it will be easy for you to eat Erik. Approach the Creator of Love, he will give you beautiful love at the right time .”

Vivi was silent to Rara's explanation, right it might be difficult for her to escape from Erik because she was far from God, she remembered the advice of her brother who always asked God for help in times of trouble though.