
The highest level of love is letting go.
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Separate and let go.
And those two things are the efforts that Arief and Lia are working on. Let go of their love with a second farewell. Weight? Sure oes. However, for them there were still two more important hearts for them to take care of and maintain. The two hearts that they should have thought of before had fallen so far into betrayal.
“You're still mad?”
Arief asked in the middle of Nia's activities who were washing dishes after their dinner. Nia did not respond. It had been a month, but Nia was still silent. Arief understood, it must not be easy to forgive his mistakes. But the good news is that Nia is willing to accept Arief back on condition that this is the first and last time. What else is the reason if not for Nia thinking about the baby candidate. Even so, Nia still carries out her obligations as a wife well. Cooking, preparing Arief needs, everything.
“Nia”
This time Arief approached by touching both shoulders of Nia from behind. Nia seemed to be twisting her shoulders. Then he quickly turned off the faucet, dried his hands then stepped towards their room. Arief pondered for a while in his place until a while later he caught up with Nia. Open the door slowly. Arief found Nia's tiny body sitting lethargic on the edge of the bed. Arief approached and crouched down to face Nia by holding both hands.
“I'm a jerk and I don't deserve your forgiveness. But even so I will never stop saying sorry every day.
Arief said that by looking at Nia intensely. His hand was getting tighter. Nia was still silent facing to the side.
“Stop saying sorry”
Said Nia who was still facing her head to the side. After that he slowly returned the gaze of Arief who was still looking up to notice him.
“With you saying sorry continue the same just you keep reminding me of your betrayal”
Nia seemed to be silent for a while to take a deep breath and then return to voice.
“I've forgiven you”
Say it with eyes that are back in tears. But there was a line of subtle smiles on his lips made the corner of Arief's heart warm up. Next, all Arief did was thank him and kissed his wife's two hands that were very noble to him.
Since then, Nia returned as before, she completely forgave Arief completely. Never once did Nia mention the mistake that Arief had made. So did Edi and Lia who completely cut off the contact between them. Those days Arief passed with a heavy heart, never once did he forget his son conceived by Lia. But he had no power to monitor let alone see his son. What does it look like, what is its gender, what is its name. Arief really doesn't know.
Each of them has lived a good life. Arief and Nia with their son Juan. So did Edi and Lia with two beautiful daughters named Luna and Yana. Edi loves Luna and Yana completely and fairly without knowing that Luna is not his flesh and blood. During that time, Lia lived with guilt and a feeling of unease that always disturbed her.
15 Years later.
“Why don't you want to? This is good for your career. In part I will indeed open a branch also in Jakarta, yes there is no harm in moving there”
Obviously Nia tried to persuade Arief who refused to be assigned in Jakarta. Of course Arief refused, because Jakarta is the city where Lia lives. Not that he was afraid of returning to betrayal, but he was afraid that he could not resist meeting his son from Lia. To be honest until this moment Arief really misses his son who even though he has never met even though.
“Mas”
Nia cried because Arief was daydreaming.
“Yaudahlah, I will find an apartment just yes for where we live”
Arief said with resignation.
“OK. Ehh let me ask my secretary to find a good apartment and decked out the same boutique branch I was there. Yes?”
After everything was ready, Arief, Lia and Juan finally really moved to Jakarta. They lived in one of the apartments they bought there.
“We should have departed from jum’at yesterday. So there's time for you to rest. We leave on Sunday, be free today and tomorrow you have to go to work.but because I have work even become delayed. You're tired, sorry ya”
Nia said on the first night they moved in.
“Sstt. Gapapa really, besides not tired too. Kan Bandung to Jakarta is not too far away. Our goods here are also not many that need to be diresin”
Answer Arief. Nia seemed to smile hearing that.
“Yaudah sleep mas, tomorrow we both have to go early in the morning
Arief nodded and smiled. Then they fell asleep while hugging warmly as usual. What a beautiful and simple routine but very warm their relationship.
* * *
“What time will you be home?”
Nia asked as she placed a cup of hot coffee near Arief.
“Hmm do not know yet, the first day there are still many adjustments”
Arief replied with a slightly agitated eye patch.
After finishing his breakfast, Arief left for his new office with a new higher position. Arief learned all his new office work system quickly. Actually Arief came home from the office just like usual in Bandung. But his fear is right. He could not help but find out about Lia as well as her son.
So here he was, pulling out his car under a big tree not far from Lia and Edi's residence. He was there for hours, but no one could. The house he looked at was quiet and tightly closed, until finally a car entered the yard of the house. Arief watched closely until one by one people got out of the car. Arief can see clearly Edi, Lia with two beautiful princesses who each they took into the house.
So the kid's a girl? Arief watched her while smiling sweetly. His phone shook, as soon as his eyes caught Nia's message notification on his phone screen, Arief had expected Nia to contact him, he saw the clock that had been pointed at 9 p.m.
I'm on my way home. Trace jammed. Sorry yes
So was the reply message he wrote to Nia. And of course Nia believes.
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Bosen yaa guys???
Hehe patiently yes, after this there is only one more part for his flashback story
Then we go on to the story of his children
Are you the same as Luna and other young people?
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