METAPHOR OF YOUNG LEGISLATOR LOVE

METAPHOR OF YOUNG LEGISLATOR LOVE
The Suddenly Faded Smile



Aghata silently stood in his place. Word by word that Arsen spelled, really catapulted his wishful thinking, but at the same time made his heart wrangle.


"I still love you, Aghata. I always love you now, then, or later. And that won't change until my last breath" Arsen's expression of love for Aghata, kept swirling around in his mind.


Feelings of hate, longing, as well as love, are now at war and stirring his soul and mind. Even now the longing in his heart was really piercing, crashing the increasingly burning tribe.


"What's wrong with me? Why did the murmurs that once again filled the empty halls of this heart? Do I still love him? Ahh, no. I really hate him. Why do I miss those words? Huh, what the hell is this?" aghata in the heart.


Aghata's lips trembled, along with his heart beating irregularly.


"Your love will never bring back my son's past. Do you know how long he lived in revenge? Even he had to hate someone who had become my helper angel for thinking that he was the father who made his life suffer. And you know what Mas Prabu risked for my life and my son's life? He is willing to risk his love and his family. Too many have been hurt by your mistakes, and now you say you still love me? Please stop your joke, "squeer Aghata, then half-run away from Arsen who still did not take his eyes off.


Arsen's tears welled up, hearing the words Aghata said.


"Even I've been happy enough just to say that to you, Aghata. Being able to see you again, being able to see my son growing up to be a handsome young man, and being able to make you hear firsthand that I will always love you all my life, is more than enough for me. But can I expect your love back, just a little?" arsen in the heart.


Seeing Aghata's back that was no longer visible, Arsen decided to go down and head for the back garden. Actually during his stay in the house, Arsen was more in the room to avoid meeting his son, but because he needed fresh air to calm his heart, finally Arsen chose the park as a place to share his story in his solitude.


Although, it is undeniable that in addition to his longing for Aghata, Arsen is eager to be able to meet and chat with his son. But since Daniel has not been able to accept and forgive him, there is no choice but to avoid meeting him.


***


Daniel was still in the living room with Ryan, Arya and Johan when Aghata passed them towards the back house.


"Mom!" Daniel called Aghata. He really saw a strange twist on his mother's unusual attitude.


Aghata stopped his steps. In a hurry, he immediately wiped the tears that were still on his cheeks.


"Yes, dear," replied Aghata slowly. His swollen eyes and trembling voice could not hide the feeling he now felt.


"Is Mommy okay?" Daniel browse.


"Mommy's fine, son," Aghata forced his smile.


"Did Mommy cry? Mommy's eyes are flushed," Daniel's fishing rod.


"No, Honey. Mommy's eyes just feel hot. Probably because I read the novel too long. So Mommy wants to go to this kitchen, find busy with Bik Tum," said Aghata still trying to smile.


"Alright, Mom. Don't be too tired" Daniel said, stepping back toward Ryan, Arya, and Johan on the couch they had been using.


"Mommy why, Niel?" ryan asked curiously.


"What's unclear?" Ryan whispers.


"Mommy was like crying. But when I asked, he said no papa," explained Daniel while circulating his gaze to the three men in front of him.


"It seems you need to think carefully about what I said, Niel. For Mommy. Don't you think about Mommy's feelings? You mustn't be selfish" after saying that, Ryan left the living room, shortly after gently patting Daniel on the shoulder, followed by Arya. Only Johan remained faithful to accompany Daniel as usual.


Before long, Daniel left the living room and chose to go into the room, as well as Johan who continued to follow all the things that Daniel did. As soon as Daniel entered his room, Johan did the same.


***


Daniel slowed down his steps, as soon as his feet approached the door of the room. Because, when he left the place some time ago, Naja was resting and sleeping in a dreamland.


And it turned out to be true. As soon as Daniel opened the door, his beloved wife was still in exactly the same position as when Daniel left.


"Sorry for making you this tired, honey. You are so sweet, that you are always willing to serve me who can never be satisfied when you are with you" said Daniel softly, wiping the tip of his wife's head with warmth.


After peeping his forehead and confirming the blanket he was wearing, Daniel went to the balcony of the room and stood leaning against the iron barrier surrounding the balcony.


Daniel looked around the house. Viewed from the balcony of his room, a beautiful garden really spoils his vision. In fact, once in a while he closed his eyes and sharpened his sense of smell, hoping that the wind would blow from all directions, until the fragrant fragrance of the flowers could reach the place where he was waiting.


"Hmmm, it's fragrant" Daniel said with an expanding smile, so breezy the wind was really blowing and carrying a distinctive fragrant aroma was also refreshing. Daniel also tried to open his eyes again, so that the netra and his nose could both enjoy the beautiful garden.


However, Daniel's smile suddenly faded, as his vision caught the figure of Arsen sitting pensively alone on one of the park benches.


"*What's that guy doing there? Why was he alone in that place and looked so agitated? Is there a heavy burden that he's feeling?" murmured Daniel in heart.


"Ahh, what's wrong with me? Why should I think about and care about him? Not that he never cared about me. Why am I worried about him?" daniel's inner self*.


Now Daniel's heart and mind are raging. Between hate and revenge colliding with what Ryan said, now fighting and circling dirty his mind that can not yet calm down. Especially if you remember the puffy eyes and tears that are clearly visible on Aghata's face, making all tastes now stir his heart.


And now, Daniel could see how the man sitting in the garden chair was so very lonely and full of burdens.


"What does he feel? Is he really sorry for everything he has done? So, what should I do? Should I forgive him? Or can I still hate him?"


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