Not my Husband

Miss You

Elsewhere Fino was still silent at one of his outlets. Staring at the few high school senior students who started eating, laughing conversing together.

"Fino," a woman smiled at him, thrusting a box of her homemade biscuits.

"Bring home, my son is abroad" he said, not accepting the gift of the woman, who was 15 years younger than him.

Ugly? No, 32-year-old career woman. Profession as a flight attendant, the beginning of their meeting? The orphaned woman who was originally a regular customer at the outlet belonged to Fino.

For almost a week the woman did not come. Until finally met with Fino accidentally in the pharmacy. A sick woman, living alone. The man who also actually has a weak physique, pity. He came every day to the woman's apartment, bringing her food and medicine.

Take good care of women who are 15 years younger than him. That was the beginning of the feeling of like Vanessa (the flight attendant), whose boyfriend was also indifferent when he was sick.

But the man who was 15 years older than her, so caring for her, her ideal husband-to-be, that was Fino for Vanessa. In the end, Vanessa breaks off with her unemployed boyfriend, chasing the handsome love of Om. It has been three years of struggle, approaching the child to get the love of the father, even though the child is not a toddler.

Maybe if Fino's son was a toddler it would be easier for Vanessa. Stay with recreation, attention, bribe with food, teach to call mama. But unfortunately Fino's only son is a grown man, how do I hold Rion? Teaching him the Alphabet? Teaching her to call mama?

The unapproachable Fino still loves his ex-wife. So loyal that it makes him amazed, at the same time envious.

"Om, love me om.." Vanessa's pinta was suddenly shameless.

Fino clenched his forehead, grabbed the menu list."Look for a handsome guy who's your age." he said, giving a menu, preparing to take down Vanessa's order.

"Chicken teriaki, orange juice and tiramisu. One more...I love you, Om still looks handsome." said Vanessa, winking one eye teasingly.

The man breathed many times. Not only this time there was a woman who approached him, but ended up giving up. But this woman has been chasing for three years, hasn't given up either?

A few dozen minutes passed, an outlet employee delivering Vanessa's order. The woman who kept glancing towards Fino who started walking was about to head to her car, which was parked near the outlet.

"She.. My stomach hurts!!" pekiknya, invite panic people. Including Fino who started to look at him. Re-entering the outlet, Vanessa lifts her body into her car.

The smiling woman with her eyes closed, inhaled the scent of a man who was almost half a century old. Until the car drove off the outlet. He was in the front passenger seat.

"Don't pretend to faint again" said Fino, who was still sitting in the driver's seat.

Vanessa opened her eyes."Brother Fino knows I pretended to faint, but still want to lift me up? More friendly where? Um, brother, or just Fino? How about baby!?" said enthusiastically.

"You're 32, start a relationship with another man. I told you, I can't love anyone but him." Fino's answer was still focused on the highway.

"Am I less beautiful? Your ex-wife is prettier than me? Better than me? Or is she a typical submissive woman? I'll be everything..." Vanessa stared intensely at the grown man who did not turn her head in the slightest.

Fino gave a small smile, spoke in a soft tone of voice."No, in everyone's eyes you're prettier. But in my eyes, no one is prettier than her..."

A bucin? Maybe that's the term, not from the money, not from the special occasion he made, not from the gift of a diamond necklace. That was the feeling that grew from her and the young lady.

Maybe a warm love story that started from their High School days. Precisely 29 years ago, when Rion was not present among them...

The woman who can make him depressed until he had thought to end his life and his son. Her fingers were squeezing, remembering the beginning of everything.

"Fin?" Vanessa woke from her daydream.

Fino finally parked his car, in a parking lot near the city park. Step followed by Vanessa, a place not so. Only in certain corners does a frenzy of people seem to pass by, running around spending time with their families.

Fino smiled, still walking forward."It's easy, you're not him..."

Not her? He loved Margaretha, so much so that even when abandoned his feelings still remained the same. Knowing the woman he loved was happy with another man, even had 3 daughters from him. Fino was slowly happy.

Stupid right? Her tears streamed down her head closing her eyes. Feel the sunlight hitting his skin."I still love him..."

"You must forget it! Starting a new life" Vanessa gets closer to him.

Fino shook his head."I loved her, and made her son her sole motive for survival. My physical condition was weak as a child,"

"She came to me suddenly saying love me. A woman as perfect as herself says she loves me? I thought it was a lie, a delusion that wouldn't come true..."

"But not an imagination, Margaretha did not disappear, holding my orphaned hand to her parents. Said she loved me.." The soft cries from Fino's lips began to sound, kneeling with limp legs on a fairly quiet street."I miss him." he continued.

Vanessa knelt on her knees, aligned herself with Fino."He betrayed you! Rion says everything he ..."

Fino shook his head."When we were 18 we were married, had children when we were 20. Margaretha is too young, I understand her..."

"I'm a fool, that's the truth. If only I had waited for our minds to mature enough to get married. He would.." this time Fino's words were interrupted.

"He will betray you!! Awake it!!" vanessa yelled at the man in front of her.

Fino bowed, smiling softly."I still love him..."

"Agghh.." growled Vanessa, leaving Fino, trying to calm herself down. Surrender? Not yet, although more mature but difficult to find a man like Fino.

While Fino himself began to rise, walking among the dense trees of the city park. A man whose age is no longer young. Not wanting anything, only meeting the woman he loves once.

Even at the end of his life, it was okay. She was happy enough. Why does loving can be so painful? It was because of his love that was too deep, loving the woman that another man now had.

Fino loosened his head, slowly raising his fingers. Obstructing the sunlight that pierced through the cracks of the trees, blinding his eyes.

Does Margaretha miss him too? No way, he was just a frog who was silent in the pond. Not a handsome CEO, dominating, the dream of every top woman...

Seriate

...The road is quite long, the clump of leaves is visible. What a leaf flutter does not miss the tree in which it lives......

...Stupid leaf fall, fall to the ground. I miss the tall tree that came from......

...He wanted to be with her again, even at the end of his life......

...That unobtainable plea, that is me the dry leaf that yearns for the tree it came from......

...Died alone on the ground, unable to see you again......

...I missed you, Margaretha......

Fino...