Loving an Ex

Anxiety and Longing

The night was very short,

The meeting that will end with separation melts into restlessness of heart,

A pair of lovers drifting in unexpressed sadness, only gaze and silence are able to disturb the deepest recesses of the heart.

The dimming stars were covered in thick clouds in the sky, longing who were too whispered about the reunion.

Ever since love has grown, blossomed and bloomed, as fallen petals leave the stalk where the beauty is.

The love....

Memories of you may be too short, but they are enough for me to hold in my heart forever...

Rifki hugged Syakila so tightly, the girl returned the embrace with a deep longing, deep,

"Really, are you going?"

Shakila was still whispering in her heart.

From behind the door Syakila could still see Rifki's shoulders getting further away, Mama patted Syakila's shoulders gently.

"Mah, Rifki..."

"Yes, Mama knows"

"What's the matter, Ma?"

Mom was silent for a moment, to catch her breath.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?"

"What, Ma?"

"It's about Rifki,"

"Why Rifki?"

"Actually Rifki was ill, her departure for her healing"

"Ma...how do you mean Mama?"

"Yes dear, since the beginning of Aunt Citra has told the story of Mama and Papa, on the basis of which we agreed to your engagement, because maybe it is Rifki's greatest desire, Rifki, Aunty Citra just wants to see Rifki happy"

"No way, Mama's kidding, right?"

"No, honey, this is the reality you have to accept"

"Syakila must how, Syakila love Rifki"

Syakila felt extremely anxious, her body felt limp, her lips crazily resisting the indescribable sadness.

"You need to be calm, dear, Rifki doesn't want you to know that she is suffering right now, she just wants to leave a beautiful impression with you"

"Why does Rifki want to suffer alone, He doesn't want me to know, but does He know that doing something like this will always make me feel guilty in regret, does He want to go like that?"

"Mama doesn't know either, but everything will pass as it is"

"Now Shakila must be like what, pretend not to know?"

"At least Rifki will feel calm and maybe He will be more excited for his healing, because this is not the first time, He has experienced it, maybe it will be more difficult, maybe it will be more difficult, let's just pray and encourage him"

"Syakila really doesn't know, Ma."

From the bottom of his heart, Syakila felt angry because he had been lied to by those he loved, he said, but he also felt very sad and sick when he had to face the fact that Rifki would leave under these circumstances.

As long as Syakila's night is hard to close her eyes, she doesn't stop crying, she doesn't stop crying,

You are present like a storm that I cannot escape,

You go like the wind and I cannot reach.

In silence Rifki was still enduring extreme pain, the memories with Syakila gradually began to fade, The young man collapsed on the way, The driving image cried out frantically calling out the name of his son, who was still in the process, the sound of a car tire squeak was heard when the woman stopped the car, she tried to wake Rifki but there was no response from the young man, quickly the woman turned back the car looking for the nearest hospital.

In a panicked situation, the woman cried and still tried to pat Rifki on the face.

"Wake up son, please don't be like this"

Finally Citra saw there was a hospital, he rushed to call the sisters to help him carry the body of Rifki,

The young man was treated by a doctor, and he was declared in a coma.

Hearing the statement Citra could not hold back her tears, She cried so badly, the nurse who was there tried to calm the beautiful woman.

Image looking for a reception desk, she borrowed a phone to contact her husband who was abroad.

After talking for a few minutes, they finally decided to send Rifki to Germany directly assisted by the medical team there.

Citra also had time to contact the house Syakila, but the call was no answer, then he contacted Dona and informed him that tonight they would fly to Germany with Rifki who had been declared into a coma.

The situation at that time was very gripping, even Citra looked very scared, but He tried to calm down.

The next day, Syakila like getting a bad premonition accidentally dropped the glass on her study table, her heart was really agitated she thought only to Rifki.

When suddenly Mama approached Syakila and gave a shocking news, Syakila really could not hold her body so that he fell and fainted.

Moments later, as Syakila began to open her eyes, she could see everyone was waiting for her, especially Rio who was crying in fear when he found Syakila unconscious.

"Mama, where's Rifki?"

Mama did not dare to say a word, She rubbed her daughter's hair, hugged her body gently.

"Relax baby, everything's gonna be fine"

"Would you like to see Rifki, Ma?"

"Yes, baby, wait for Papa to come home from out of town, we'll talk about this again later"

Since then the life of Syakila changed, from a girl who was once cheerful and full of calm turned into a quiet girl and always aloof.

For three days He did not go to school, He just stayed in the room without doing anything, his eyes were swollen from crying all night, if He knew something like this would happen, He won't let Rifki come back so soon, He still remembers Rifki's last words, He'll come back, something that's hard to be sure, that belief seems to fade as if there's no hope.

Riska became worried to see the plight of Syakila, as if there was no spirit in the life of her daughter, she contacted her husband, to quickly return, She needs someone strong to support her in this difficult time, but her husband has not been able to leave his job, because there are some unresolved problems there.

Time passed, along with the grief that was impregnating,

Longing to tease in the trough of regret,

Will the lover be okay?

A question that always whispers the silent recesses of the heart.

Perhaps an arid heart-cooling prayer, perhaps,

Desert longing thirst for Love and affection.

Since when does this hurt?

When did this thorn stab the heart?

Memories, only memories that you leave behind, to momentarily eliminate this suffering.

It's hard to breathe when you say your name, the mind shakes when you remember,

I don't know until when this deserted thing disappears?

Somehow how to reconcile a restless heart?

Syakila looked up at the night sky looking for a bright shining star, hoping that Rifki could hear the message conveyed through nature,

"I miss you, and forever will be like that"