My ex-Maji

A mistake

Arkan stood in front of his bedroom window staring at the light reflection of the building lights. Tonight somehow his heart was agitated, even he did not know what he had to do at this moment other than staring at the tall buildings.

Suddenly his mind floated the moment where he was in a relationship with Shenna, he slightly smiled but was instantly conscious and shook his head firmly.

"I've moved on." His murmuring presses

But, he limped after saying the word move on. He chose to sit down and sip his warm tea that tasted bland even though he had put sugar.

"Move on Ar, Shenna is happy and that's what you want. Think of it as a mistake. Yes really! you and Shenna were a mistake".

Arkan grabbed his own hair, he felt frustrated. Like the word move on he said just spoken from the mouth but his heart said another.

"Shenna's pregnant means shenna's already forgotten about you Ar and that's the thing you want, so now you should be able to forget about shenna. Your boss's wife ar, remember that!!!".

Arkan spoke for himself to encourage himself. With whom else he spoke except with himself, he was ashamed to share his story with others. He can be considered the most shameless human being because he loves his own boss' wife.

The night is getting late and now Arkan has laid his body comfortably, but his eyes are still awake staring at the ceiling of his room. It felt so quiet, even though the days after coming home from work were indeed silent. But this time it was different. I don't know what makes it different.

..

The morning sun showed its light, the birds let out sounds of each other. The handsome face was exposed to the warm rays of the sun whose light escaped through the window. His forehead was slightly wrinkled, like he was about to wake up from his lack of sound sleep.

Finally the owner of the handsome face opened his beautiful eyes. Arkan rubbed his face and looked at the clock. Like his morning run will make himself quite improved.

In the city park many people who exercise there are even small families who enliven the place, not just exercise but also a picnic to please children and wives. A very simple holiday but very warm.

Arkan sat down and downed his newly purchased drink, running around the city park a few laps appreciably draining his energy.

He was slightly jolted when there was a woman who suddenly sat next to him but with a considerable distance. Arkan glanced for a moment then threw his gaze in another direction. Like he was exercising too, he thought.

"Hey careful!!!".

The woman screamed making Arkan a little surprised. He saw the woman sitting next to him helping a fallen child.

"You okay?".

"It's okay auntie!".

"Where's your mom ?".

The little girl pointed at the young mother who was running over.

"Are you okay, son ?". The mother was worried

"It's okay, ma'am, this beautiful aunt helped me out".

"Thank you...".

"Salsa, my name is salsa".

"Ah thanks salsa, my name is Ana.

"Sama-sama Ana, hey little girl what's your name ?".

"My name is Maurin aunt".

"Well a name as pretty as her face. Next time be careful not to run".

"Good Aunt".

"If you'll excuse me, thank you very much salsa".

"No need to worry, your son is very beautiful".

"Thank you. Let's go pay a visit to Aunt Salsa".

"Bye -bye Aunt salsa".

"Bye maurine".

Without realizing it, Arkan smiled to see the interaction of three women in front of him, when the first time he met but as if they were like old friends who had just met and missed.

Salsa sat back down, he again down to drink his drink, then straightened his legs and chose to play his phone.

Arkan glanced at the salsa. He looked at the watch in his hand and chose to leave the place.