
There will be a time when the patient becomes fed up, the caring person becomes a fool, the loyal person becomes a leg up. That is when his patient, caring, and loyal nature is not appreciated. Loving someone takes a big fight but if love is not appreciated just go away from him.
Arumi typed all the files by holding back a cry. Her chest feels tight. Her true love has not been appreciated. Love ignored.
Only a few can Arumi do. Cry broke. He's not strong anymore. Her self-defense is broken.
Whether I should go, sometimes the best way to make someone aware is to do nothing more for him, get away from him and close his eyes and ears to him. They will realize that they have lost a sincere person with them, you.
Arumi wiped her tears. He will go to Jogja and Bandung to meet his school friends. Arumi spent her teenage years in Bandung, with her grandmother.
While in college, his grandmother died. That is why Arumi moved to Jakarta, where he first met Gibran. The man who could steal his heart.
Arumi fell asleep from exhaustion of thinking and crying. Gibran who entered the study saw his wife asleep immediately approached.
Gibran noticed that there were tears left in the corner of the woman's eyes. He rubbed with his hand.
Gibran raised Arumi's body and brought her into the room.
What exactly is Arumi. What makes you cry? Even if I don't love you doesn't mean I don't care. Two years together, I love you. Are you hiding something from me?
Gibran rubbed his wife's pretty face. It's not that Gibran wasn't trying to love Arumi. But his pain made him close all the doors of the heart.
When she is in a serious relationship and wants to marry Joana, suddenly Papa Arumi comes to the house to propose to her.
Gibran could not refuse, because both his parents had a debt of gratitude with Papa Arumi. Papa Arumi who has been in charge of his father's hospital during kidney surgery.
The heartache Gibran felt closed his eyes. So that he cannot repay Arumi's sincere love. Even so Gibran loves Arumi, he knows the woman is not wrong and Arumi has been so good with him.
As Gibran moved, Arumi held him back, holding Gibran's wrist. The man sat back on the edge of the bed.
"What's up, honey."
"Did you never love me all this time?"
"Arumi, why are you still asking that from yesterday? You're not usually like this."
"I just want to know, Mas.If you don't love me, we'd rather be apart than later we'd hurt each other."
Arumi woke up from her sleep, sitting next to Gibran, holding the hand of the man she loved so much.
"During our marriage, I saw that everything that happened in our household was very monotonous.You always followed what I wanted, be it wrong or right. I feel like all that you do is just to fulfill your duty as a husband."
"What do you want? Good dong if I obey all you want."
"You don't love me, you're like a devotee to me. Just follow everything I want."
"Don't look for reasons to fight Arumi. What's the matter, actually?"
"I want us to split up temporarily. We tried to live separately for a month. Do we need each other?"
"What do you really want?"
"Yes, that. I'm leaving this month. I asked Mas never to call me. And vice versa, I'll never call you again."
"I don't understand what you want anymore, Arumi."
Arumi stood up and put on her shoes. Gibran opened it. The woman walked to the door and opened it.
Arumi had not yet come out, his body had been hugged Gibran.
"Do you know anything?" ask Gibran.
Arumi, who is currently in Gibran's arms, takes a breath and smells her husband's perfume.
Maybe this is the last time I can smell your body. The fragrance that became opium to me. Which makes me feel at home and comfortable always in your arms.
One day I hope you'll appreciate everything I've done for you all along. But maybe I was no longer with you.
Seriate.
Good afternoon everyone. Still have to prepare a tissue reading chapter this time. I hope it's not high blood. 🤭🤭🤭. Don't forget to look forward to the continuation of this novel.