
Irsyad was in a restaurant that afternoon. The client and also Mr. Juna, have gone home first. I don't know where she had the courage to wait for someone to come.
"Syad, you know? Nadin is in town. He's back! I gave you your phone number, because he asked for it" said one of Irsyad's friends.
Irsyad rolled his eyes, so presumptuously he gave someone else's phone number at will.
"Why did you give me my phone number? Do you know I'm married?" tanyanya.
Undeniably, the vibration is still there. When Nadin's name he heard back.
"Yes I know, this is for friends, Syad. He keeps asking you. And if you're willing, tomorrow afternoon he'll be waiting for you at the XXX restaurant" he said, smiling.
It happened that afternoon his friend said, Irsyad still hesitated to wait.
Because, he had been waiting for a few minutes, but Nadin had not come.
"In the first place I didn't have to wait for him! Waste of time," he grumbled.
Irsyad got up from his seat, his eyes staring sharply ahead. A woman who has been missing for years from his sight.
The woman grew more beautiful, but her clothes became slightly open. In the past, he wasn't that brave.
"Hi! Where are you going, Syad? Don't tell me you're gonna run away," he cheered.
He landed his ass in the chair. Inevitably, Irsyad sat back down. The woman who is now in front of him.
"How are you doing Syad? We haven't met for a long time. I did not expect, it turns out you first came," he said.
"Thank God, I accidentally met here. And coincidentally, my client just came home," he replied firmly.
"O is that so? I feel so confident that you will meet me, out of your own will" he said.
"I heard you were married. Is that true?" Ask doubtfully.
"True, soon we'll be celebrating our first wedding anniversary."
"O thank goodness then .. You look so happy Syad. I thought you would welcome me back with open arms. With a warm smile, and with millions of love, as it used to be ...."
"Forget over! It's the past, I've been happy with my wife, I love her so much."
"Mm .. Aren't you getting married? Where's your husband?"
Undeniably, the question slightly sliced his heart.
"I didn't marry him. He's a rough, light-handed man. Bebed with you, Syad. You're the softest man I've ever known" he said with a sweet smile.
A second later, his face became sad. Remembering the man he had chased first. He was willing to lie to Irsyad by saying that his father told him to go to college outside the city.
Miris did, but now she's back. Irsyad is married though. The girl wanted the man before her to be hers again. He knew Irsyad's weakness, the man easily collapsed. He just had to pretend to be sorry and sad.
Irsyad did not answer again. For him, remembering the past will only cause feelings that should not be. He should avoid that. There is a confusion between the two.
Until finally, Nadin can master the atmosphere. He can make Irsyad talk warmly, like before.
On the other seat, a woman was holding back her tears. Her chest is already tight.
The food he had imagined since noon, tasted bad.
He left a plate that was still full of food. He didn't want to get hurt more than this! Better, he just went home.