My Bipolar Boy's

Memories that Started Back

The situation was quite silent among the five people who preferred to be silent. But in the end one of them opened the conversation. "Ooh, yeah. Introduce my name Nicole and this is my future husband, Marcel."

The introduction made the look on Bryan's face instantly change. But it didn't last long. "Hi, my name is Amertha and this is my boyfriend, Bryan." Amertha said, hugging Bryan's silent arm.

The direction of Nicole's gaze rolled on Cahya who had only been silent since sitting with them. "It must be Cahya, huh?" Cahya looked at Nicole with a friendly smile. "Yes, I'm Cahya. Greetings, yes." Nicole still watches over Cahya.

In his heart muttered that Marcel could like the person in front of him. From his smile alone, Nicole knew that this Cahya was a sincere and kind person. "You're here on your own? Not with your husband?"

Nicole asked that because she had been told by Marcel that Cahya was married. At first, Nicole asked Marcel to be introduced to Cahya. Even before they were made, Marcel had rejected Nicole many times, because he still liked Jasmine.

This time, Nicole herself asked Marcel to meet with Cahya who happened to be here. But without a plan instead Amertha and Bryan took part in this meeting.

Cahya who was asked like that of course felt a little uncomfortable. Not that he was angry or upset, but more confused about how to say it. Moreover, Amertha had already claimed Bryan as her lover.

"My husband is on campus. So sorry he can't be here." Nicole nodded her head while smiling understandably. Bryan looked at Cahya who indirectly did not recognize him.

He should be ordinary, but why does it feel that there is something a bit strange in him. It is like feeling unrecognized and unregarded. "What is your husband's name then?"

Marcel slid Nicole's shoulder to stop talking. However, Marcel was still shocked by the relationship between Cahya and Bryan that he thought was good, even far from what he thought. Not to mention, Marcel is sure that Cahya is heartbroken to see her own husband along with other women.

"My husband's name is Vino Wirautama."

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Bryan's heart was slightly jolted upon hearing the name. There was something strange about him when he heard the name. It was as if he had something to do with the owner of the name. Because the name is similar to the name. Bryan looked straight at Cahya who was still chatting with Nicole.

Bryan's gaze rolled to his right side, where the young man named Marcel was staring at him intensely. Marcel had been staring at Bryan. He wanted to ascertain whether it was true that this figure in front of him was actually the same figure that had threatened him to stay away from Cahya a few years ago.

Marcel just felt like Bryan didn't know him. Whereas in the past when he wanted to get close to Cahya, Bryan had put up a body to make him retreat. "Honey," a call from Nicole makes Marcel take his eyes off Bryan.

"Why, baby?" tanya while giving a gentle look to the lover. Nicole smiled shyly upon hearing Marcel's romantic call.

Nicole held out an invitation that Marcel immediately understood. "Ooh, yeah. Actually I'm asking you to meet here in addition to introducing my future wife. I also want to give you a wedding invitation, Hya."

Cahya accepted the wedding invitation that Marcel had just given her. Actually Marcel did not want to give the invitation to 2 uninvited guests. But, it felt bad to make Marcel choose to give the invitation to them.

"Three of you should come, yeah. There are still 3 days from now. Don't let it not come, yeah." Nicole gave a gesture of threat to his speech. Cahya nodded as she agreed to the invitation.

Because there are still other needs that must be taken care of, then Marcel and Nicole leave first. The food ordered was paid for by Marcel. After all, he who invites to meet, then he must pay.

Cahya was still sitting while staring at the invitation in front of her. Actually his mind was not on the invitation paper, but on the two who had not yet left from before him.

"Ooh, I thought he was your candidate. But it wasn't." Cahya glanced at Amertha who had just invited her to speak. "Indeed not." he said while stirring his drink.

"You must have had a relationship with Marcel before, yes." Cahya's hand stopped stirring the drink in front of her. The direction of his gaze was fixed on Amertha who was smiling tilted towards him. "Why are you so curious about my life? After all there is or is no relationship between me and him, it is none of your business!"

The jolt at the end of the sentence signifies that the question is disturbing to Cahya. Not wanting to see them for longer, making Cahya choose to leave. Just as she stood up from her position, Bryan's voice made her look into her husband's eyes.

"Where are you going? Finish your food and drink first." Indeed, the food ordered by Cahya is still left quite a lot, because Cahya only eats a little. Not to waste food. But seeing them both spoils Cahya's appetite.

"I'm full. No need to care. Just keep that feeling of care for your own lover. Besides, you're not who I am."

Cahya's words made Bryan mute. It should be like that. He doesn't have to take care of Cahya's life. He's nobody after all - that too. "Don't you say I'm your husband?" He looked back at Bryan as the question was thrown away.

"Do you remember who I am? If you remember, then you can act caring and can manage me as you please." Cahya can no longer stand having to be with people who ruin her good mood. Better he go to calm down than, at the same time figure out a way to make Bryan remember him.

Bryan continued to look at Cahya who was now out of the restaurant. There was a feeling of worry and guilt that Bryan felt. It's just that he doesn't know the reason behind his feelings.

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Bryan stared at the TV in front of him with a blank mind. Ever since yesterday I kept thinking about who Vino was? And what's the connection between Vino and Cahya? Bryan felt familiar with the name. Even the name is almost similar to his name.

At first he thought the room was locked, but it wasn't. With a slow motion, Bryan began to open the door. Two words that can describe the state of the room Cahya is neat and fragrant. Had hesitated to go inside, especially the owner was not at home.

Bryan watched his surroundings carefully, until the direction of his focus stopped in one picture frame on a small dressing table. Take that picture frame. Where in it there is a photo of Cahya with a young man who looks like him. But what distinguishes it only in terms of its appearance.

Bryan was a little surprised by the young man. If you say similar to Bryan, of course it's exactly. But Bryan felt he never wore the clothes, even he never took a picture with Cahya in a place like the one in the photo. Bryan's eyes were again fixed on the writing in the photo that was below the right.

^^^Vino ❤ Cahya^

That's what Bryan read on that note.

"Why does he look like me? Is that a...Argh!" shouted Bryan who felt pain in his head due to the pain that struck his head suddenly. In his mind Bryan could see flashes of memories that belonged to no one.

..."Anyway Vino wants to play it!"...

..."Want that, that and that. Everything belongs to Vino"...

..."Cahya, don't run. Haha,"...

..."Ma, Vino wants to see Cahya."...

..."Where are you going? Vino wants to come."...

..."Anyway Cahya should be the same Vino continues. Not going anywhere!"...

..."Vino ngambek same Cahya."...

..."Cahya don't go. Don't stay here alone."...

..."Vino's afraid..."...

The picture was blurry in Bryan's shadow. Even the more memories he saw, the more his head ached. Even Bryan was unaware of who was now in the doorway looking at him with such shock.

"Bryan!" Bryan did not respond to the call, because after that Bryan had fallen unconscious.

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It has been more than 4 hours Bryan fainted and during that time the wife accompanied her husband. True, Cahya had caught Bryan unconscious in his room. Of course Cahya panicked amazingly. She calls her in-laws to help Bryan who is unconscious.

"You're why, Mas. Slalu made me worry." said Cahya while holding Bryan's hand that felt colder than usual. The gentle rubbing on Cahya's shoulder made her turn her head. It turned out that the one who had just rubbed his shoulder was his mother-in-law.

"You take it easy, Bryan's fine. Maybe he's just exhausted. Don't worry too much." Cahya nodded slowly. "What my mom said. You'd better take a break, pity the baby's grandpa. You haven't rested in Bryan."

Cahya looked at her father-in-law who told her to rest. It's been at 11 pm, Cahya indeed since last time to keep Bryan who beluk awake as well. "Same dad rest in the next room. Let Cahya keep Bryan here."

"But you also have to rest, yes. Don't stay up late, it's not good for a baby's grandpa." Cahya nodded at Irena's mother's words. "If so father same mama rest first, yes. If you need anything, just call us."

After that, Cahya's two in-laws came out of the main room which now tells the story of Cahya and Bryan who are still sound asleep. For a moment Cahya looked at the husband with a complicated look. "May I recover quickly and remember me again. I hope after this I can tell you about our child-to-be." Cahya rolled her eyes towards her stomach while rubbing it slowly.

"Doain papa yes so you can sip the same mother again." he muttered while talking baby babang. Cahya grimaced softly as soon as she felt a small kick from inside her stomach. "Dedek agreed yes the same mother said earlier." a gentle smile began to rise on Cahya's lips. "We try harder, let Papa's memory recover."

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