My Only One's

The Heartbroken

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Galang stared at the canteen which was quite crowded that afternoon. The people were preoccupied with their food, and no one turned away.

Just like Clarra who was engrossed at the corner table where she was usually at rest. Alone without anyone bothering.

He thought for a moment. Why is it that every time she wants to step up she always remembers Amara? Even after the girl broke her heart a second time, she could not forget it.

In the past, when it was heartbroken to be left married by Rania it did not hurt this much. He can survive, then recover quickly. Although often met and together when accompanying his best friend on the circuit, but he was not like this.

They can be friends again like before Rania met Dimitri, and everything is back to how it was. Especially after the birth of adorable and quite upsetting children, according to him, things really improved between them.

"Sir? Wanna join?" A staff member invited him to sit with them.

Galang turned his head, but his gaze returned to Clarra. The woman who had since fixed a tray containing a bowl of fruitful food and a plate containing a little rice. Also, place the spoons and forks so that they are aligned.

Then shift the bottle of drink that he always carries wherever he goes. Like, just like that he was busy? And that woman has always done it all this time.

"Thank you, I've got a place." he declined, who then walked to the table where Clarra was.

Why should I always think of you? While you don't think about me.

My life is worth knowing? I want to be happy too. It's not just you. Monologue heart.

"Hey, is there a seat that occupies?" he asked after he arrived near Clarra.

The woman almost started her lunch, but she looked up.

"What?"

"Is there a seat already occupying?" Repeating the question.

"Oh, who wants to accompany me? There never was, was there?" Clarra answered.

"I asked you that."

"Even all this time you've seen someone eat a clove with me?" Clarra asked back.

"Nothing."

"Well, why are you asking?" Clarra gulped down her drinking water.

"So I can sit here?" Galang put his lunch tray on the table, and immediately sat down without waiting for the woman's answer.

Clarra almost choked, but she quickly gained control.

"All right" he answered, turning his eyes in the other direction.

Huh, why the hell is this kid? Why is he always approaching? Bizarrely. He murmured in his heart.

But Galang seemed unconcerned. He started his meal without being disturbed.

"Hey Galang?" Clarra started the conversation.

It felt like he could not bear to also continue to remain silent like this when the man was nearby. Like there are so many things he wants to talk to her about.

"Yes?" Galang.

"Are you okay?" ask Clarra.

"Why ask that?"

"It looks like you're not okay. These few days you've been acting weird since you got back from Paris."

"Sokot know."

"Hows it? There meet Amara?" Clarra kept asking questions, making Galang stop his eating activities.

"Why?" Clarra looked at his face.

"Why the hell are you asking about that? I want to eat quietly, so choose to sit with you. You didn't talk too much at first, but lately it's been chatty?"

"I'm just asking, just angry? Another month, huh?" Clarra grumbling.

"Where is there? I'm a man, are you the one who gets angry every day?"

"If I'm a regular, then you?"

Galang put down his spoon, then gulped down the drinking water that was near his hand.

"From now on don't talk about him anymore, I've got no spirit" he said.

"What?"

"Don't talk about him, just piss me off."

"Ara Sola?" Clarra made clear Galang's words.

"Gee! I told you not to talk about him!" The man reacted.

"Why indeed?"

"It's okay, just don't talk about him anymore. I want to move on!"

Clarra's laughter gushed instantly, making some people near them turn their heads because it was not usual for the woman to behave like that.

"Why are you?"

"Move on you say? Looks like your head really hit huh?" Clarra touched the man's side face, then moved it right and left.

"Ish, what the hell?!" Arguably brushed his hand.

"It's been two years sir, and you just said you want to move on now? Looks like you're late." Clarra laughed in the morning.

"Why say that? Have you seen him with anyone, huh?" The woman continued to laugh, and this time looked even more satisfied.

Galang was silent looking at him who just this time behaved like that. There's something else with Clarra, and she just realized it.

"Eh, .. um.. right?" Then he stopped laughing. "You met him in Paris?"

Not answering directly.

"So what I said just now is true?"

Galang seemed to be breathing deeply.

"Ups." Clarra covered her mouth with her hands. Suddenly he regretted his words.

"I'm sorry Lang, I didn't know that ...."

"Not to be discussed anymore. I told you I wanted to move on. Although late as you say, but at least I've realized that all this time my waiting was in vain" he said, who continued his eating activities.

"Umm ... continue, what are you going to do?"

"none. It's just like this. What am I supposed to do?" He chuckles.

"It's okay, you can be happy yourself." Clarra patted his junior's shoulder.

"Yes, you too, right?" reply Galang.

"Huh? Me?" Clarra pointed to her own face.

"Yeah, you don't have a boyfriend all this time, but you can be happy right? Then why should I bother about it?"

Clarra was then stunned.

"It doesn't have to be a couple to be happy. Being able to enjoy life is good." continued Galang who tried to smile.

The smile she used to make when she found happiness.

"It can't be like that Lang, because your circumstances and mine are different. You still have plenty of opportunities to find other people who might make you happier than alone. And me?"

"The context is the same as Cla."

"Clearly different. You're free to choose who to spend the rest of your life with, while I? Even to find people is still difficult, and it takes a lot of consideration. Not to mention that the family has played a role, everything becomes complicated."

"Wow wow wow! Stop getting here! Stopit! People will hear your suffering, and they will probably laugh at it. So it's better to keep it up for conversation if we're not in a crowded place like this." Steady looking around.

"We have plenty of time to talk, right?"

"Hmm .. You are not heartbroken. You can still be cheerful like this." Clarra answered.

"I'm trying. You know, right now my heart's broken to pieces, my mind's messed up, and my feelings are erratic. But it shouldn't affect me at all, you know why?"

"Why?"

"Life is too precious to be mourned." Galang chuckled again.

"Sad can be, bad can be, even complaining can also be. But you have to be able to rise again because the world won't stop spinning just because you're heartbroken."

"At once you said that?"

"It must be made easy, so that we can rise quickly. Let's finish the meal, after that we go back to work." said Galang with enthusiasm.

"Hey, where do you feel sad to go?" But Clarra did not want to stop talking.

"Street around."

"Good bike?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Where?"

"Anywhere, sometimes not knowing the purpose. When you get there, keep coming home."

"You're not clear."

"The name is healing again."

"You're a freak."

"But cool. Want to come to healing with me?" bargain later.

"What?"

"You want to go for a walk?"

"No, there will be gossip."

"What rumors?"

"Mh ...."

"We're both singles, what are you worried about? No one will be angry if we leave."

"It's easy for you to do that."

"Are you not able to? Parents forbid you?" Now it is Galang who laughs. "It's weird that a grown woman like you is afraid of being scolded by parents. Like a teenager?"

"You want to take me for a walk?" Clarra dared to ask.

"Why not?"

"Go far away?"

"If you can."

"Will no one get angry?"

"Who? I'm a Singles."

"Your fans will run away if they know you're going with me."

"Which "fans? You're just there."

"Officers ...."

"You're ngaco."

"i'm serious. I've heard them talk about you."

"I don't care about that. I don't know them personally, and I don't care."

Clarra was silent again.

"Come on, shall we make a plan to leave?"

The woman did not answer. He then continued his lunch until it was over. So is Galang.

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