My name is Maira

- Decision -

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The sweetness of love is indeed an opium for anyone who accidentally reaches out to him.

The opium will bear perfect fruit if we can get past the point of conflict that we can resolve without destroying anyone.

The return was in my arms, becoming the sweet gift I wanted to have forever.

The burning desire for love, and holding on to each other as turmoil begins to erode every corner of the dream, is the hope of the relationship I have with dimas.

Exactly three months of being with me, all perfect, of course this perfection can be a beautiful gift if it is completely mine, and I am the only one to be given.

Dimas still hasn't finished his relationship with mila.

Dimas has never been active on social media since returning to me, but mila still calls dimas affection in social media.

Rani, who knew that I was still with dimas, got angry and told her about dimas coming back to me.

It's been almost a month since I got home from Lombok on holiday.

All perfect, all sweet, dimas always assures me of my dimas heart, every time I mention his relationship with mila.

Alan's sister lectured me every day to end my relationship with dimas.

Mother was the same, she was angry and said that she never taught me to hurt another woman.

Kiki also said, what is the use of being happy if there are others who are sick on top of the happiness I have.

The massiveness of the people around me asked me to immediately end the relationship with dimas, making me avoid every single one of their telvon.

What's wrong with me being happy, I thought to myself.

Dimas always came to Jakarta, and showed his love for me.

She assured me that I was the one she loved so much.

I just need to give dimas time to solve the problem with mila.

When I visited her house on Sunday, she asked me to think and position myself in her shoes.

Nia did not judge my decision, but she asked me to see aunt rosa, her mother.

According to Nia, the mother was happy because she loved her father, but the happiness was never perfect, because the mother was not his legal wife.

Everything is sweet if we are loved, but what if love is built from the wounds of others, said Nia.

Aunt Rosa just asked me to talk to dimas to vote.

Aunt Rosa doesn't want me to be like her first, to be second.

Aunt Rosa wants me to be the only one in life the man I love.

Mia, she believes that I will make the best decision. Whatever it is, Mia says that mia will always support me.

Dimas also did not finish his relationship with mila even though I had been waiting for a month.

I'm at one conclusion to give you a surprise by the end of the week.

I'm going to go solo and ask dimas to vote.

I have to be ready for anything that might make me lose the one I love, but I'm sure dimas is mine.

Dimas would have chosen me and asked me to stay by his side.

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I went solo with the morning flight schedule, this is all because of the discounted tickets given by online ticket reservations that are being talked about in internet forums.

I arrived at the solo at about eleven in the afternoon.

I activated my phone and called dimas.

"Hallo Ra", replied dimas with his voice that always makes me happy.

I heard a voice behind dimas quite crowded, I concluded that dimas was in the mami shop.

"Dimas where", ask me softly.

Then I got a screaming answer that left me so shocked, that I double-checked my phone screen, making sure what I was calling was dimas.

"Maira said you had telvon dimas, if you put deketin only to break his heart again, mending you away from his life" said a voice I had not heard for a long time, the voice of zahra.

"Dimas is happy now the same mila, why you come again" said zahra again, still with a high tone.

I heard the dimas among the zahra.

Dimas asked zahra to return the phone.

I became very angry with all the zahra sayings, and I instantly turned off the telvon.

Dimas tried to contact me again, but I was still reluctant to accept him.

Nearly ten minutes of dimas still kept calling me, accompanied by dozens of messages asking me to receive his phone call

I then calmed myself down, and received a telvon from dimas.

"Ra", dimas said in a sad voice as I received his call.

"Ra, I'm sorry", dimas said again when I just kept quiet not answering.

"Where are you", I asked in a cold voice.

"I'm in the car, in front of my mom's shop" dimas replied.

"Can I meet, or I need zahra's permission to meet you first" I asked ketus on dimas.

"Yes ra, next week I go straight to Jakarta on Friday", dimas replied still in his sad voice.

"I just got to solo, we can meet where", I asked, still with a sharp tone.

"Where are you, where do I pick you up now" said dimas.

I then told dimas that I was still at the airport, and dimas asked me to wait, because dimas would go straight to pick me up.

After closing the telvon from dimas, I immediately smiled cynically at myself, for already letting the zahra yell at me once again.

Dimas stopped his car in front of me after twenty minutes of waiting.

I couldn't hide my anger when I saw dimas get out of the car.

Dimas then opened the car door for me, and asked me to get in the car immediately.

When dimas wanted to help me put up the seatbelt, I immediately brushed his hand away.

I saw sadness and fear in the dimas when I met dimas.

Dimas then closed the car door, and immediately walked towards the steering chair.

Dimas seemed to have understood my habits, so dimas did not say anything along the way.

Dimas took me to his house, because I haven't said a word since the airport.

After parking his car in the garage, dimas directly out of the car, and closed the fence of his house.

Dimas then returned, and turned off the engine, and sat down beside me, waiting for me to speak.

Ten minutes of sitting quietly in a car dimas without ac, making sweat start dripping on my back.

I got out of the car to get some wind, but it was very hot.

I couldn't even sit on the porch because the sun was still blazing bouncing around every corner of the terrace.

Dimas just smiled looking at my movements, he knew that I was looking for the breeze.

Dimas looked at me while standing next to his car.

He just kept quiet, waiting for me to talk.

My ego is still high, it makes me reluctant to talk to dimas.

Then I stood in front of the entrance of the house, hoping to understand and open the door for me.

It didn't take long for me to stand at the door, when I opened the door.

I went straight into the house, and went up to the dimas room, then turned on the ac in the dimas room.

I chose to sit on the sofa, a feeling of relief I immediately felt, when the breeze of air ac saved me from the heat of the air outside the house.

I opened my eyes after feeling the cold ac begin to fill the room dimas.

My gaze was immediately transfixed, as I looked at the photo of my holiday together dimas, in poster size, displayed on the wall, replacing the wall clock with the shape of a guitar, which used to be mounted on a television.

Before long, she entered the room, and gave me my favorite drink to hold.

I lowered my ego by opening the bottle, and immediately drank it.

I won't make my ego stop me from relieving my dry throat from holding back my anger.

Dimas chose to sit under the sofa, he grabbed my hand and kissed it, then put his head on my lap while saying an apology.

I couldn't help but rub my hair, dimas then lowered my head and looked at me.

"I go straight to Jakarta tonight" I said to dimas.

My feeling had calmed down, looking at dimas with a sad expression, making my heart melt from anger.

"Tomorrow is not a holiday, take a day off, eat it solo" said dimas with a sad tone.

"Dateng just wanted a surprise, but even I was surprised" I said to dimas, reminding dimas what zahra did to me.

Dimas then said, if he himself did not expect, zahra would take the phone from his hand, and say such a harsh thing to me.

According to dimas, the zahra was near dimas, when dimas received my phone, dimas also emphasized that he and zahra were together because they were related to work at the mommy shop.

"Zahra still likes you, until I hate you so much" I asked dimas with a cynical smile.

"For me, me and zahra it's just temen, then or now, if the matter of zahra feelings to me, it's not my responsibility ra", the responsibility of the dimas trying to make my anger subside.

"You used to belain zahra" I said.

"I never belain zahra, it's just your feeling" dimas replied in the same tone.

"I'm close to zahra, because zahra is a mami employee, nothing more" dimas added.

"Then when I was in the thesis, you kept away from me every time I asked about zahra" I said, bringing up past problems with the same person.

"I'm not far away, I'm waiting for you to finish getting angry, you know that if I'm afraid when you're angry" dimas began to defend himself.

I myself am confused, why dimas is always afraid of conflict with me.

Dimas always chose to stay away from me if any problems arose between us.

Dimas like never like to face conflict, he chose to stay away, rather than having to solve it.

"Why is she more supportive of mila being your boyfriend than I am" I asked dimas.

"Because mami is very affectionate with you, it hugged his ego as a favorite employee mami, if the same mila, mami ordinary course" said dimas explained with a little emotion.

"You're angry, if you love me more" I asked dimas.

"I'm not angry, I'm just answering your question", dimas replied, desperate because I always misinterpreted his tone.

Looking at dimas who looked desperate, and sad, I softened and hugged dimas.

What zahra did to me, wasn't completely misplaced, so it's unfair that I vent all my anger on dimas.

I then kissed dimas, and hugged him.

Although dimas was always afraid every time I was angry, but he always welcomed every kiss with a touch of heat.

"That photo does not make people surprised if they see", I asked on the dimas while pointing at the wall above the television.

The dimas that were in my arms instantly saw the direction pointed by my finger.

Dimas only replied, if you go into his room, only his family, or aunt to clean the room.

And everyone I meant, knew very clearly about my relationship with dimas.

"If mila see how", ask me on dimas.

Dimas explained emphatically that I was the only woman he had ever taken to his room.

Not only the room, but I'm also the only woman you've ever taken to the villa.

Hearing all the dimas sayings, made me believe that I was the only girl I wanted.

At eight o'clock, dimas drove me to the airport, I then conveyed my main intention of coming solo.

Before my plane took off, I had a quick chat with dimas.

I told a joke on dimas, and dimas laughed.

Then I removed the necklace given from my neck, and handed it to dimas.

I asked dimas to choose between me or mila.

Dimas was silent.

I then kissed dimas, and walked towards the boarding pass.

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