Only Bride Reserves

Five Years Later

Rama Asher

Five years later

I was pensive in a fancy restaurant on the island of the gods, waiting for my business partner. My gaze was directed at two married couples with their two children approximately four to five years old. What a happy and harmonious family. If only we hadn't gotten divorced, maybe Kezia and I would have had kids their age.

Speaking of Kezia, I haven't been tired of looking for her all this time. But no matter where he was, he was so good at hiding from me. Even Adrian was silent when I asked about Kezia. About Vania and Digo, they finally openly establish a relationship. They both plan to get married soon. We made peace, I forgave them too. They'll even help me find Kezia's whereabouts.

Why is it so hard to cast your shadow on my mind. Maybe this is what is called karma for the wounds I have given him so far. Where you are Kezia, have you forgotten me. Have you found a new man in your life. Has my position in your heart been shifted by a man better than me. In fact, for the past five years, I've always shut myself off from women. Anyone who intends to shift your position from my heart. Then they will end up with heartache because of my words and deeds. There is no woman I want but you. Strong women who have saved millions of fragility. If only my heart's eyes hadn't been blinded by Vania. Then I will be the luckiest man to have you. I'm a stupid man, a man who wastes angels like you.

"Good day, Mr. Rama, forgive us for making you wait so long."

My daydreams instantly broke when my business partner named herry and Pak niko came.

"No problem, please sit down, sir."

We discussed about the construction of a restaurant branch in Bali. For five years, since Kezia's departure. I became a workaholic, my days spent just working. Go home early in the morning. To the extent that people called me a Workaholic.

Workaholic is very different from insistent, workaholic is more concerned with excessive work and neglect other aspects of life. Like Rama's five-year state, he spent his days working. Because if he just keeps silent, Kezia's shadow and guilt will haunt him.Senjak Kezia's departure, Rama often spent himself in the office and night club. He was just drinking, not getting drunk. He also doesn't touch women at all. Although many women of the night teased him. His body was forbidden to any woman. His body was only for Kezia, he did not want another woman besides Kezia. Like experiencing the worst fate, therefore the work becomes his outlet.

"The only thing that overcomes hard luck is hard work."

I left my duduku after the discussion about the construction of the restaurant branch was agreed. My move left two of my coworkers to the cashier. I took out a debit card to pay for all the food we ordered. I realized, the eyes of the female cashier in front of me were rolling over me. I'm used to this kind of thing wherever I am. Am I interested? The answer is not at all. Besides my numb body, my eyes are also blind. My heart was frozen, it all started after Kezia's departure five years ago.

My father and mother have told me to marry again many times. I refused, even though one of the women was blatantly paying more attention to me. My mother also liked him, he was eleven twelve with Kezia. I also rejected her, she was just a Mirif Kezia, but she was not my Kezia. I just want Keziaku back, not a woman who is just a Mirif Kezia. What a difference would it make if I married a woman who was just Mirif Kezia. Then she will be the same fate, just a backup bride. Because until this moment, my heart is still on one name, which is Kezia.

I don't know why Kezia can make me this crazy. I don't know why Kezia could make me lose this deep. Even with Vania back then, I'm not like this. I admit, Kezia has had a huge influence on me. The woman I thought was a witch, turned out to be an angel. If I had a long life, I wish I could see it again. Even though he already has my replacement. As long as he's happy, I'm sincere, I just want to see him.

I walked straight towards my parked car. Suddenly my body stiffened after a quick glance of smelling the scent I had been looking for. My eyes immediately revolved around the area where I was standing. Wishing Kezia was in this place, I would very much have memorized the scent. I even ran around the same location. But I did not find the selector of the scent that had just flashed in my sense of smell. Until my body stopped right next to a four year old boy.

I hadn't seen her face yet, a woman carrying her away entered a taxi. Obviously the woman was not Kezia, but the boy had a scent that Kezia had. Maybe it's just a coincidence I think, they just happen to be the same perfume.

After smelling the perfume earlier, my heart became devastated again. I remember Kezia again. I hit my head on the steering wheel. The shadow never disappeared from my mind. The shadow as she smiled and cried because of me. Even the sound of her bated cry made my ear ring. Until when, you'll torture me like this kezia. I'm haunted by your guilt and curse.

Can't you come back, can't we fix the mistakes in the past. You are like being swallowed by the earth, whether alive or dead, I do not know about your news at this time. Maybe only you can see me. Of course you can see me being a trending topic on television and in other media.A famous young entrepreneur Workaholic. Penetrate to various world markets in a short time.

It's not fair, is it? he could see me, without me seeing him. If he hadn't gone out on his job just yet. Maybe I won't be this hard looking for her.

I drove my car to the hotel where I was staying. I was so tired, it turned out that my body was rebelling to rest. Because all this time, I tortured my body to work without rest. At least in Bali, I can enjoy my work while on vacation. Although only alone, with no one to accompany. I should have had a wonderful holiday with my son and wife. But the fact is, I am a widower without children. Awkwardly, isn't it? in divorce, he left without saying goodbye and did not have children. I laughed at my own nasip, a nadip that not just anyone can be strong to live it.