Playground

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In a new cafe in the area, a courier was delivering a letter.

"With mr dzaky?"

"Yes my own."

"There's a letter sir, please sign it here as a receipt."

"Oh, okay, here yeah. Thank you, sir."

"Together, excuse me."

With curiosity lingering in his mind Dzaky rushed to open the envelope without reading the writing in front of him.

Jeeedddeeerr. Dzaky's body froze, his heart seemed to stop .Maybe if there was no table behind him he would fall to the floor so limp.

"Please take care of the caffe today, I have business ."

"Okay, bro." Replied Leo his best friend and confidant in caffe.

O Allah, this is the punishment you have given me for all the sins I have committed. If I may ask not to separate me from him, God, I love him so much, forgive me for only hurting him.

Mother,jeder,jeder. Thundering lightning and the rush of rain seemed to be the answer to the prayer that dzaky said a few seconds ago. But the situation did not make the dzaky determination to keep meeting soon and beg for forgiveness on Cya.

The divorce papers sent by the court some time ago made the dzaky go crazy. He felt so stupid for making too many mistakes that eventually made Cista run out of patience with him.

On the other hand, he still hopes that the cyst will give him another chance.

The car he was driving had entered into the black gate with a height of two meters, looked home with a blend of blue and white, the favorite color of Cista.

Dzaky ran into the house, looking for the existence of a cyst to every corner but he did not meet, just one room . He rushed to the room, his hunting breath slowly became normal because he felt relieved when he found the cyst was standing on the balcony, looking at the garden behind the house full of trees and a swimming pool.

Dzaky walked towards her, clutching her body from behind into her arms. Inhaling the scent of vanilla that was exposed in the body of Cya, the fragrance that had become his candle, the fragrance that always made him miss.

"Dear."

"Hm."

"I should ask you that question, my mother, where is the love you gave me, where is the dzaky who always fought for me, where is the outpouring of attention and affection you once gave?"

"I'm sorry, I beg you to drop your lawsuit, don't leave me."

"Let go of me, if you truly love me, then let me go, let me seek my own happiness, which you have now taken away and replaced with wounds and sufferings."

"Darling don't ask that of me, I never gave it away."

"I know that, so I filed a lawsuit in court. Mas, I'm tired of sticking with you in the middle of this wound. I beg you to release me, and you will also be delivered from sin, the sin of hurting my heart."

"Would you be happy with me?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Dzaky was silent, then he remembered the advice of those closest to them starting from om herman, yusuf, even his mother. They asked him to let go of the cyst so that the cyst could be happy not to be hurt again because of my attitude, because of the wounds I gave. He was silent, his eyes closed while continuing to embrace the cyista enjoying the situation at that time as if tomorrow he could no longer embrace him.

"alright. Miss Handoyo in a conscious state and no compulsion at all this second I divorce you, my talaq falls for you." He said, turning my body so I could face him. We looked at each other, her tears dripping so hard on our faces, the love was still clearly visible in the eyes, but I brushed it off because my wounds were bigger at the moment, love seems to be covered by a constant wound he pinned.

"You satisfied now?" Ask dzaky at the cyst that was still silent before him.

"Thank you, may I hold you one last time." Without waiting for an answer from the dzaky cyst hugging the burly body in front of him, he tiptoed and fused their lips together. Dzakypun returned the kiss with emotion, emotion that can not be described with words. Love, longing, sadness, regret, and loss of all sense filled the emotions in his soul.

Yes dzakypun realize, it is the most blessed here.

"Goodbye, sorry for all the hurt I've done. I love you, please don't hate me let alone avoid me, I won't be able to do that."

"I promise you, I'll still be a little sister to you like I used to be when we haven't been bound by anything."

"I keep your promise, I'm leaving. " Dzaky stepped out of the room. Cistapun turned his back to the departure of dzaky, his tears still dripping. Suddenly dzaky came back and immediately kissed her again for a few minutes and she ran out of the house without looking back.

Cista pecked, he squeezed his chest crying until as much as he pleased. "Goodbye mas", her inner.

(Isn't this what you want a cyst for, so don't get drawn into grief, you have to move forward, you have a long way to go, spirit. Trust me there will definitely be rainbows after rain, there will be happy after grief)." Say cyista to yourself after being satisfied with crying under the water sower.