Not the Wrong Matchmaker (R2)
BSJ 12: Letting Go
...'You are the light for every dark night of my life. Through my monotonous life, becoming more colorful. But I emphasize once again, letting go of you is the toughest choice of my life.'...
...Keevanzar Radityan Al - Faruq...
...BSJ 12 : Releasing🍾...
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Loving you is the most beautiful step I've ever met in my life. The monotonous life that I lived, is now more colorful thanks to your presence. Loving you who is like a labyrinth with the most beautiful manners is full of obstacles that I certainly need to conquer. You who shine brightly at all times, are able to attract many eyes to look at. It takes a long time to have you, but it also takes a considerable struggle.
Natalia Gracya Kim - a beautiful woman of Korean-Dutch blood is a woman who for almost 7 years inhabited the heart of a Keevanzar Radityan Al-Faruq. Starting from their first meeting on the same campus, to finally grow the seeds of love between the two. Until the cause after graduating his handsome man S2 expressed his intention to make the girl his lover. The beginning of their relationship was indeed started with a lot of opposition, not only from the side of his second friend's friend and Nata's family. Until finally they choose backstreet until this moment, although now the blessing of Nata's parents has been obtained by him.
Staying now, the relationship that has been built for 5 years must run aground for no apparent reason. Anzar had to choose that, so that he could correct his mistakes and correct the disappointment he had given to his family. He was willing now, releasing the girl who had accompanied him from ground zero. For the sake of his family who had supported him from the beginning.
Armed with the opportunity of the mother, Radityan's second generation eldest son rounded up his determination. It's been three days since he returned to the homeland leaving the lover just like that at the hotel in Kuala Lumpur at that time.
Now he flew back to the neighboring country. Meet the lover to express his intentions. He is not a man who likes to break up relationships through short messages or calls. Remembering Nata is his first love, as well as his longest lover.
"Dear?"
The soft, shy greeting came from the beautiful woman who was standing in the doorway, whom he had just knocked on.
During the day when he went to the homeland at the insistence of his father, he had told the lover to wait for him to explain everything. Even though their separation at that time sparked a terrible quarrel between them.
"I miss you so bad." He looked down while smashing a handsome man's hug before him.
Anzar was surprised, his heart seemed unprepared. Slowly he raised his hand, returning the embrace of the lover was no less tight. Inhaling the voracious aroma of shampoo typical of the lover which of course he misses.
Five years is not a short time. Given so many obstacles that accompany the relationship of the two. In that period of time there were also many moments that they passed together. It feels unfair, relationships that are so difficult to establish will run aground easily. Bamun that is the risk that must be chosen and received openly by Anzar now.
Silence accompanies both now. The lover-Nata looks very happy to welcome the arrival of the man he loves, fulfilling his promise at that time.
"Let's eat dear!"
Said the woman who was busy arranging her second lunch menu.
The man smiled slightly, before nodding. Nata smiled bitterly, he knew if anyone was bothering his lover's mind. From his gaze as well as his body gesture, this man he loved was filled with doubt in every look in his eyes.
"What's the matter dear?" Heed the back of the burly tagan belonging to the lover, rubbing it slowly between the silence created between them.
"I'am sorry."
Those two words were actually able to make Nata attack, not understand. Why also arrived his lover mimta sorry. He was so happy that he came back. Even he had thought that Anzar the Great would never return.
"Sorry for what dear?" Bigung beautiful woman with black hair straight as her back.
He was really confused by this man. Not to mention when the man reached into the pocket of his black coat, took out a small box-shaped paper in pure white with a brim of gold and brown scratches. Nata meticulously derekan hurup printed in Arabic, then the Latin accent. Wedding invitations - the tiny paper box that he thought was very unique.
"Who is this dear? Who's getting married?
Ask between confusion and doubt.
He opened the next sheet of the law, the longest line of Arabic writing under which is decorated with Latin accent letters. The beauty of the invitation was the beauty that attracted his attention, but a name that made him stunned. The one whose face he memorized so much was there his name. It's the lover's name, and worse than not the name
it says the name of the lover.
...**KEEVANSAR RADITYAN AL~FARUQ...
...~•°°♡°°••~...
...AURRA PRINCESS HAIDAN**...
The beautiful woman shook her head hard. Resisting instantly the melt of clear crystals that glide freely on his eyelids. What is this, the lover who has promised a relationship that will advance to a more serious level turns out to be married to another woman.
"What does all this mean dear?"
He asked for an answer from the man he was facing.
"Dear?!" Ask him on his isakana.
Anzar looked at the woman he loved was pitying, also sad for a moment. He also hesitated to have to believe in the heart of his lover. He looked at the beautiful woman in his gentle face, grabbing her tiny fingers that were shaking from the tagis into his grasp.
"Listen Nata!"
The beautiful woman was sobbing. It feels like being stung by thousands of volts right in his heart, when the man who is still his lover status is no longer calling him degan call dear, but just a name.
Deg
Destroyed was Nata's hope at this time. It was undeniable indeed, if his heart felt dagger unsheathed at this moment. The relationship that was originally adem ayem, arrived at the moment a very terrible storm that is now shaking it.
"Why dear? I don't understand!"
"Look at me, Nata!" The beautiful brown girl complied, staring at the sharp black iris of the man she loved.
"Because, from the beginning of our relationship this is indeed wrong."
"Wrong? Whys? Where's the fault dear?" As long as the girl is tubi tubi in the middle of her sobbing.
"Please, understand Nata. You are the only woman I love." Anzar continued, rubbing the cheeks that had been soaked by the tears.
What does it mean try, is he entertaining me? Thought Nata was confused by the man's attitude towards her.
"But my family is more important."
Deg
Nata again cried bitterly, even roared. He felt flown to the seventh heaven and then dropped without feeling to the bottom of the earth.
"I disappointed them. And I, want to try to fix everything. They gave me a second chance. And I have to choose!"
"And your choice.... release me?" The girl replied.
"Sorry, I'am sorry about it Nata." Truly, Anzar also felt what Nata was feeling right now. Although yes, it does not hurt Nata for sure. Of course, this parting was heavy and painful.
"You have a heart, you have a heart?!" Racau Nata in Anzar's arms.
The man was now clutching a trembling body in his arms. Really, his heart ached to see this woman he loved hurt. If he could choose, he would be a little selfish for his love. But in fact, he didn't have that big of a choice.
"I'am sorry, I'am sorry Nata."
Apologies and words that can be said. It is also very difficult to accept all of this reality. He deserves to be called a jerk, because it has broken the heart of the woman who has been loving him sincerely. If only, if it were not for the foolish matchmaking he was able to make at that time, surely this separation would not have happened.
"You're maliktt!"
"You evil dear?!"
"I hate you."
"I hate you, dear."
The girl's chatter must have sliced Anzar's little heart. However, the relationship they have built is not playing in the five years. They've even dreamed of getting married, owning a home in Los Angeles, having twins and more. But unfortunately, wishful thinking is just a fantasy that now lives a dream.
"Sorry dear, because I love you." The gentleman involuntarily passed a set of tears as he kissed the head of the woman he loved. There is no more heart-wrenching talk, now there is only a fine snoring of a beautiful face that looks damp because of too much crying.
Anzar hapal is right, it has become a habit of Nata if after a great cry he will fall asleep. Anzar hapal was right. Five years of knitting love, made him know the habits of this beautiful woman.
"Sorry darl, this is all for our good. Sorry for making her sad, sorry for making you cry. Thank you for bringing color into my life. I Love you so much, darl." The handsome man shrieked briefly the head of his lover - his former lover may be, before moving on to leave the room.
"I hate you, but I verry love you dear." The beautiful woman was still in her eyes closed, holding back the tears that flooded her eyes.
This is the end, Anzar chose to give up his love. Sacrificing the relationship of romance that has been built a long time ago with great difficulty. He broke his own heart for his family. Because with this he can correct his mistakes, but not necessarily treat the pain in his heart.
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To Be Continue
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Sukabumi April 24, 2020
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