Prison of Love

Wait around

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Without waiting for long, at night I immediately called Hengky. He who was out of town at that time to take care of the opening of the sixth branch of his restaurant did not seem very clear to hear my words.

I who was originally so excited suddenly shrieked. The surprise sentence that was at the end of my mouth was unable to get out.

“Sorry, Honey. It's been busy here. I'll call you later.”.

How you gonna do it again? I can't be angry with her when it comes to her work.

Our conversation ended with an ending I hadn't imagined before. I had even far away imagined that I would finally be able to meet Hengky after more than three years of not meeting him.

However, of course I have no power to organize things as I want, right?

Hengky said he would call me back, until two months had passed, no word from him. I was already upset to feel the prestige of contacting him first.

Didn't he say he'd call me?

It was hard for me to forget the dream that I had been too far away when I saw the green light that Abah turned on. I had even imagined how our wedding concept would be. Yeah, looks embarrassing, doesn't it? I really hope that our relationship will reach the final stage, which is marriage.

Slowly I began to think, was it possible that I was the only one building this dream?

If Hengky might think I'd trouble her like I used to, I would love to proudly tell her that I'm much more independent now.

I've bought my own car, which, although certainly not as luxurious as hers, has succeeded in making Abah and Ibu proud. I have also started saving to continue to build my abaya brand to be even bigger.

My dream is not just about marriage with him, there is a dream to see the smiles of Abah and Mother who managed to travel Hajj there, there is a dream my abaya brand can be famous even on an international level, he said, there was a dream I could send my sisters to the highest level they wanted.

My dream is not just about you, Hengky! So don't be too proud.

The next day I just mention that sentence, the other day I actually find my idea stuck, the mood is chaotic and the job list is abandoned because it sees a cellphone that does not display a message notification or phone from him.

Hope it hurts humans, huh? But don't forget, this pain we created ourselves. It is not he who gives hope, but ourselves who creates that hope until it hurts and is disappointed.

Hope is the root of all pain in the heart.

Up to eight months passed, I almost rose from disappointment to then saw the post of one of my friends who became a celebgram, they mentioned that the White Cat Resto will soon open a branch in my City.

White Cat Resto, a European restaurant owned by Hengky. Resto that lately often appear on the homepage of my social media because it is often a culinary destination for young people now.

It feels very sad when I see a stranger has been to his restaurant while I only see it through other people's posts.

His resto with a touch of restaurant design that is very Hengky.

White, classic yet luxurious. What makes it crowded is even with a European-style menu but the price can be reached by a student wallet or ordinary school children.

Uniquely, as the name implies, this restaurant is filled with white cats that are very adorable. Somehow they trained it, which is clear the cats look very spoiled every time the visitors approach them.

Every Sunday night always brings live music. Even so crowded, we have to book a seat first to be able to visit his restaurant.

I never saw Hengky in the official White Cat Resto account post. It was always Andy's face that appeared. When the grand opening, always Andy's face is caught on camera or who cut the ribbon of the official opening sign of the latest branch.

I miss her so much, I want to see her picture.

My view reverts to the caption on the official White Cat Resto account post. Tomorrow is the opening. I saw the full address of the restaurant, my eyes immediately sparkled when I found out that it was very close to my house.

Glimpse the wall clock, ah, just eight o'clock in the night.

I patted Resti's shoulder, the first admin of my abaya brand, “Mbak out for a while ya.”

“Mbaa... soon we are live!” resti's face looked worried. From the beginning he never wanted to be on camera.

“Live exercises alone dongg without Mbak Naya, Resti!” Gunawan, employees of the packaging section who were packing packages shouted while giggling mocking Resti.

“Can I stay a while right?” tanyaku.

“Iya, Ma'am. Amaaan.!” Anita, the second admin who is more supple and cheerful gives a fresh breeze for me.

“Long time, really!” I shouted while going out the door.

Okey, only 1 km from home, if the bike ride only takes two minutes. I'd better get on the bike.

It is not difficult to find a white cat restaurant building that will officially open tomorrow morning. The building that looks striking makes it very easy to find its location.

When it was almost there, I immediately stopped the motor. But as soon as I was confused, did I have to go inside? Or just watching from here?

If I go inside, what should I say? If Andy and Hengky were inside, maybe I wouldn't be too embarrassed. But if they're not here, where should my face be?

I decided to go home. I don't know what got into me until I acted this way.

But when I was about to start the motorbike, a man I knew very well got out of the latest black new mercy sedan.

My eyes wide. Either happy or surprised. I-it.. it's Hengky!

I was in a hurry to wear a face mask and wear sunglasses. No, I don't want him to see me looking so stupid right now.

Look at it now, not much has changed. He remains handsome and charming. It was just that at a glance I saw a thin beard on his chin and his face that looked very shady. His charisma is incredible.

He smiled kindly while embracing the few people who greeted him. I didn't really hear what they were talking about but of course they were talking about the grand opening tomorrow morning.

Ah, I envy them. I also want to be that close to Hengky.

No, Naya! Istighfar! What the hell are you thinking?

I hurriedly shook my head while taking a slow stand. I turn the key and then press the start button to start the motor. I'd better go home now.

As I was about to pull the gas pedal, a familiar male voice in my ear was heard from behind,

“Naya?!”

I hurriedly looked back. My pupils dilated when I saw Andy who was smiling widely while pointing his index finger at me,

“Naya?? Masha Allah... What is kabaarr, deck??”