My Love is Wrong

I'm Happy and Relieved

Days change days, weeks change weeks and it does not feel like a month more Pram is gone.

Since Pram's departure, Mbak Pipin has been calling me a lot. If it wasn't Pipin who called, I would have called. Our relationship is getting better and warmer. So was my relationship with Pipin's children, especially my relationship with Rahma.

One afternoon, while I was resting in the shop. Pipin's mom called me.

"Ar, aren't you busy?" Ask Mbak Pipin.

"It's not busy, it's my break." Then I explained my break and rush hour.

" Ooh that. Thank God, it doesn't bother you."

Little aquvterlaugh.

" Sir, especially for my mother, I will not be disturbed. There will be Siti who help, so the problem of the store can be handled ma Siti. Except what really can't be left."

Ma'am Pipin laughed.

"Fra... I'd like to ask you something. But you promise not to be angry."

"Depending on the question dong, if the question is cool, then I'm angry." I said and teased Pipin.

" Ooh is that? Then I don't ask. Let's talk about something else."

" I don't ask me, anyway. I was just kidding..Ask me what ayooo is." I said.

" Promise will not be angry." Mbak Pipin.

" Yes, I promise I won't be angry. Ask what mbak?"

"Ar...do you really love and love Pram?"

I was surprised by Pipin's question. I was silent for a moment.

I switched to a video call and Mbak Pipin immediately received it.

" I'm sorry I'm Ar." Mbak Pipin. My eyes and Mr. Pipin meet.

" Mom, I'm not angry, only I feel slapped with that question. I know I was wrong, Pram was wrong so I'm sorry. Please forgive me and Pram."

"I don't mean Ar. I feel guilty because it turns out I kept you from meeting. I'm the one who's sorry."

" Sir, this is destiny. We are not a match and Mbak Pipin is Pram's soul mate and I betrothed my husband. Pram never promised me anything. Pram just gave me a picture of her and a few stalks of edelweiss flowers. That's just mbak. Sorry, but that's the truth. And I'm so grateful that now we're brothers, I love ma mbak. I love Rahma, Sabila and Joseph."

" Ara my dear sister. I know my husband and I know how my husband loves and loves someone. I am happy to be a part of one of the women he loves. I love her so much, Ar. Pram means a lot to me."

Pipin was crying and I was crying.

" Have not been sad, mbak don't be sad anymore. From now on if there's anything to say to me. Let's just say I'm really your sister. Yes, mbak." I stared at Pipin.

Pipin's mom is crying all the more.

" Udah dong nangisnya mbak. I if cry for a long time like difficult breath mbak. Every time I cry, I also cry. I can't see the cry." I also cry as much.

Pipin took a deep breath, then wiped away his tears.

" Ar, my dear ma you. Thank you for being my sister. In the past, I never did anything about you. Sorry about the mbak."

I'm shaking.

"I'm the one who's sorry mbak, please can't forget all that, and can really forgive me."

" Yeah Ar, we forgive each other. You also please forgive me."

I'm nodding. I was happy and relieved that finally everything that was stuck was loose and finished.