My Love is Wrong

T A M A T

A few months later..

Now the Pram business managed by Sabila and Rahma is getting ahead. They have also made offline printing efforts. Their business is advancing.

I'm glad to see the progress of their efforts. They now have a lot of resellers. They also developed other projects.

They opened a cafe tongkrongan young people. Although the place is not big, but because the place is in a relaxed design and provides cheap and quite tasty food drinks make the cafe crowded visitors.

Ma'am Pipin and I have good news for each other, almost every day. Our relationship is getting better and warmer and so are Pipin's children.

There is always something we tell you every day. It seems we never run out of stories.

Rahma and Sabila knew that the printing business she was managing

It was a collaboration between me and his father. Pipin explained to his children.

Meanwhile my husband is now getting better and better. We can be more open and more attentive to the family.

As usual, Pipin called me. Asking my news and the news of the children. After that, Pipin told me the good news.

" Ar...I have good news, Ar..." Mbak Pipin.

"Oh yeah? How happy are you?" My toot.

" I can teach again. I'm not confused at home."

" Thank God, I'm so happy. But I don't get dizzy anymore, do I?"

"Thank God Ar, now I rarely get dizzy. It was so bad Ar. After mbak at home, often inget same Pram. Often ma Pram. So the time to go back to work ngajar again, mbak seneng once."

I can feel what Pipin feels. Let alone Pipin, I was often too dear when Pram called me just asking for my news or the phone just to be angry because I did not pay attention to my lunch.

When Mbak Pipin told me without me realizing I was crying. I hope that Pipin can be strong through all this without Pram by his side.

I'm going to dig into Pipin's story.

"Thank God, I hope that by teaching again I can feel better."

"Yeah Ar..."

"At first they didn't agree, because they were worried about me. But after I explained my purpose of teaching again, thank God the children can understand and allow. I'm so happy with Ar."

"I'm also happy to mbak. When did you start teaching me?"

"It's the first day I'm teaching again. I just finished teaching. Still waiting for Sabila to pick me up."

" Oh that??? Well, the teacher's mother again waiting for an invitation apparently." My canda.

"He he .... Yesa Ar. May I continue to be healthy so I can teach every day."

"Aamiin... Means mbak should also keep the condition of the body mbak, do not be too tired and mbak should be a lot of rest as well. Yeah...."

"Yeah Ar. I feel excited again."

"Yeah dong mbak, must be spirit. Yes. "

After that we talked about cooking and stories about children. Didn't feel like a phone call for 1 hour.

Setrlah Sabila came to pick up Mr. Pipin, call us to end.

I'm meghela breath. Kupandangi profile photo mbak Pipin. Mbak Pipin put up his picture together with Pram.

I smiled at the photo. I wept. I love Pipin's mom who must be so heavy living her life right now. The pram the place depended on had already gone a long way leaving him.

Pram left after giving sweet memories of her. About the sincerity of loving and his responsibilities as a husband and father of his 3 daughters sons.

Pram always told me that "My love is not Salah Ar....I don't know how this feels in my heart and why it won't go away from me."

Decades of love existed and never went away from it, until we finally met again under different circumstances. And finally Pram went with his love forever.

Pram taught me how to love and love someone sincerely. Happy to see a loved one happy even though a loved one is not his.

Love about sincerity, love for the happiness of loved ones is more important. Not just their own feelings.

This is the end of the story of "My Love is Wrong"

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