My Love is Wrong

The delayed meeting

After a three-hour train ride, we finally reached the X town where Pram lived.

Pram repeatedly called my husband asking us where we were. And my husband explained that now we are here.

When I arrived at the station there was a message coming in from a number I did not recognize. I opened the message and I'm familiar with the language and the call.This message is from Pram.

"b... Sorry me. I never contacted you, because my situation was getting worse. My house is a mess and my life is a mess Ar."

"Pipin every day raged and cornered me. "

"I've called you using another phone number because my number was doubled yesterday by Pipin. "

"I'm sorry Ar... "

I can't feel my tears almost dripping reading Pram's message. I also returned the message.

"Yes Pram. I get it."

" You're fine and take care of your health."

"Yes Ar... I can't move now. It's all fucked up."

"Oh yes, I was back and forth to the hotel where you were staying. But you haven't come yet."

"Now it's almost dark, so I can't wait for you. I went home Ar. I've already got permission to Mr. Muhlas."

"If there's no obstacle, tomorrow I'll find you at the hotel."

"Yes Pram. Tomorrow I'm going to tourist spot C. Maybe until noon. "

"Oh yes Ar. Tomorrow let me know if you've returned from C yaa tour. And don't call me to my personal number. Let me go to this number, but wait for me to tell you first."

"Yes Pram . Sorry I made your life a mess."

"Nothing Ar. It was a long time ago... I'm going home first . Sorry I'm Ar."

I didn't reply to Pram's last message. I took a long breath.

My husband ordered a taxi online. After the driver came, we headed straight to the hotel.

At the hotel, we were greeted by the hotel staff. And I saw my husband talking to the receptionist again.

Until the room I take the kids to rest first.

In the evening we saw the state of the city and visited the mall near the hotel where we stayed.

The next day, around 9am we were already preparing to go on a trip to C. We booked a taxi onlina to get around

The children looked happy and amazed to see the tourist attractions C. We also bought souvenirs there as souvenirs for families in the hometown.

After getting around, at about 2 pm we were getting ready to go back to the hotel because my husband said that he had promised to meet with Pram.

On the way back, I received a message from Pram.

"arc. Where are you again?"

" I'm waiting for you at the hotel."

"I'm on my way home Pram. It's still looking for food for lunch at the hotel."

"Yes Ar...Be careful on the road Ar...."

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"Yes Pram ."

About 1 hour later, my family and I arrived at the hotel.

My feelings are not out of whack. I don't know why my eyes were fixed on a butut motorcycle that was parked in the hotel yard near the guard post.

Heart deg-degan. I think it's a Pram motor. I tried to calm my unsettled feelings.

I looked for Pram's figure in the parking lot but I didn't find it. I'm disappointed. "Hmmm... He doesn't want to see me." Bathinku.

I took a deep breath and calmed my disappointed heart.