My Love is Wrong

Anxiety of a lover

Last night I kept thinking about Ara. Because until this morning I had no news from Ara. I'm trying to work on the order that came in.

"Pa... Already done not picture for orderan Pak Wajiman?" Ask son.

" Not Deck yet. Papa's not feeling well anymore. Since yesterday Papa lemes." I said.

"Papa why? From yesterday a lot of things. What the hell is Pa?"

I smiled then stood up and kissed Rahma's head.

"Papa's fine Deck. Papa's just tired. Maybe Papa needs to sleep on Dek." I said.

"What's so Papa, why? Dad has a fever, right?" Ask Rahma.

"Yeah Deck. Papa is okay. Papa's healthy, just maybe a lack of sleep. Udaah. Papa came out first..."

" Yes Pa... But his HP is still alive Pa. Let's call you later if Adek needs to ma Papa, adek can immediately call Papa."

"Each Boss!!!" I smiled and passed by riding my motorbike butut.

I went to the bird park. I sat in a wooden chair. Actually I was just thinking of Ara. I'm worried about the situation. There has been no news yet.

I want to send a message but I'm afraid things will run out. "Hmmm... Ara, how are you." Bathink.

Every time I get an incoming message notification, I always see my HP, hoping for a message to come in from Ara. But again I am disappointed.

I see today Ara has never been active. Active last night. Mind fucked.

I sent the writing in my story hoping Ara would open it later.

"The anxiety of a lover

Storm time comes to the end of despair"

"Yes my God, why do I love him so much. Forgive me God, I love him so much..." Bathinku.

I feel so much risk from my feelings. I love a woman who already has a companion. But I could not resist and throw away my feelings. Because Ara is already in the depths of my heart.

This feeling never dies.

I sang songs that I used to sing with Ara when we were together. I took a photo of Ara's profile. Every time I looked at her there was a calm feeling in my heart. Ara's motherly face that was so shady, with a soft heart made me really feel comfortable nearby.

I always encouraged myself, Ara who always relented when I was hard and debated with her, Ara who always obeyed whatever my words.

No one will understand my feelings, because whatever the reason in anyone's eyes all my feelings and love is wrong.

"I'm sorry I missed you, Ara, my dear...I'm sorry." I said in my heart.

If I hadn't missed it, I would be the one by his side right now. I am the one who is accompanying him at the moment. Accompany him in his joys and sorrows.

I got up from my seat. I've been sitting here long enough. I opened the messages on my phone, but I hope and I don't go there.

I'm getting worried about Ara's situation. The pain must have been a bit severe, to the point of not giving me any news at all.

I sent you to pray, to pray for the healing of my love. Pray for the happiness of Ara.

" Happy is when we see our loved ones happy. When we see the people we love smiling. When we realize that there is a laughter of happiness that emanates on the face of our loved ones. And we feel hurt when our loved ones are hurt."

I'll make you happy Ara...I love you...