Not the Wrong Love

Without You

Bali, 08:15 AM

A girl was combing her long hair in front of a dressing table in her room. Sometimes he can be seen smiling looking at the reflection of his face in front of the mirror. Then, he grabbed his brown coat hanging from the wardrobe as well as his backpack.

The girl then exited her room, went down the stairs to go to the dining room.

"Morning" he said to the middle-aged woman sitting at the dinner table who was feeding a girl around age 4.

"For Love" replied the middle-aged woman who was smiling at the girl who greeted her earlier.

"Morning Sunny," said Love to the girl who was chewing her food while playing the barbie doll in her tiny hands.

"For Mother" the girl replied with a slurred voice.

"Are you going to pick up Mr Davin at the airport?"

"So Oma, this is an order from father and also the request of master Davin himself. I can't dare to refuse." Love answered while taking a piece of bread that had been smeared with jam located on the dining table.

"Hm, Mr. Davin helped us a lot during our stay here. Hurry up before Mr. Davin's plane arrives at the airport."

"Alright Oma, I'm leaving now. I titip Sunny ya Oma," said Love who answered a nod by her oma.

"Sunny, Mommy leaves first, you don't be naughty the same oma." The little boy nodded. Love kissed her daughters cheeks before moving out of the dining room.

Love Yasmila Wijaya, a beautiful girl who is the only daughter of Reyhan Aditya Wijaya, the owner of Wijaya Group. Today he will head to the airport to pick up Mr. Davin, Reyhan's best friend who just returned from his vacation with Reyhan, his father.

By driving his car, Cinta left for the airport located not far from the villa that had been occupied. A little strange according to Cinta, because people like Mr. Davin to ask himself to pick up at the airport even though Davin has dozens of drivers and thousands of employees who can pick him up.

However, Cinta assented because this was a command from Reyhan and also the request of Davin, the person who had been taking care of all his needs in Bali.

Yes, it has been five years since Cinta decided to leave her hometown, as well as her family including Rangga, her beloved husband.

Five years ago, Cinta lived life in Bali with Soraya, her mother was also her little daughter, Miracle Shine. Sunny is the nickname of her daughter who was born after a few months of their stay in Bali.

During these five years he also lived without news about Rangga. He closed his eyes and ears from any stories about the man, including forbidding people to talk about Rangga in front of him.

This five years he lived his life by busily managing one of Davin's hotels located in the Nusa Dua area which is not far from the villa he occupied. Reyhan specifically planted a stake in the hotel for Cinta and also bought a villa that Cinta occupied during her stay in Bali.

Now Cinta is in the waiting room of the domestic guest terminal. It seemed like he had come faster since it had not seen anyone coming out of the domestic guest arrival terminal. To eliminate boredom, Cinta grabs her phone intending to call Sunny but, her intention she undoes due to an incoming video call from Cika.

"Hello Sasa is beautiful, how are you?" sapa Cinta who smiled with anxiety saw the cheeks of the two-year-old girl who belonged to Sasa, daughter of Cika with Gilang.

"Hello aunt Love, Sasa well, how's your own aunt? Where's Sunny aunt? Sasa was kangen the same sister Sunny," replied Cika who spoke as if she was Sasa, her daughter.

"Sir Sunny isn't here, she's home just as eye-to-eye."

"Lho, where is Sis Cinta anymore?" ask Cika wonder.

"I'm again at the airport to pick up my dad's friend who visited the house yesterday" Cinta replied while looking into the arrival terminal, afraid that Davin would be out of there.

"Owh." Cika nodded, "Sister, by the way when did you come back here? It's been five years, after all Rangga's brother is gone, why do you still have to hide? Come home Brother, soon my anniversary, you must come. It's in exchange because you didn't come to my wedding."

Hearing Cika mention Rangga's name is also anniversary, making the mood of Love turn grim. He had only realized that it had been five years since he left the man without knowing the news of each. They separated even before a year of marriage. There is no anniversary between them.

"Sister? Brother Love?" Cika's voice broke the reverie of Love.

"Eh, yes Miss," answered Love.

"Why Love?"

"Ah, it's okay. I was just focusing on the announcement from the operator," Love lied. "Owh yes Miss, it seems like the arrival door has been opened, I have to go there looking for Mr. Davin. I'll call home later, okay?" Love immediately turns off the call because she does not want Cika to see the clear grains that begin to drip on her cheeks.

Yes, Cika is right, five years have passed. Rangga was no longer with him but, not with his memories.

The terminal door of arrival looks already open, Love immediately erased the remaining tears on her cheeks. He put on a stern face and got up to check on Davin's arrival.

However, his steps instantly stopped as he unintentionally fixed his gaze on the man who had just exited the arrival terminal. Man with black coat. In a split second Love felt her heart stop beating right then and there.

"Sister Rangga?"