Pursuing My Love of Hands

Your Shadow

Byan received a helping hand from the woman who was now sitting right across from him.

He just nodded slowly, not much he was talking about. Even Byan just continued to roll his eyes out of direction, not wanting to look at the young woman in front of him now.

Throughout the meeting, Byan only responded to Kessy's remarks several times.

Actually Kessy is also lazy to talk to cold men like Byan. Since this was her parents' wish for Kessy to approach Byan, she would inevitably have to talk a lot.

"Do you like coffee?" Kessy asked who kept staring at Byan sipping his coffee.

"He'eum," That's all Byan said to answer Kessy's question. He actually knew if Kessy and himself met because it was arranged by Uminya himself.

Uminya said, if Kessy will be a big Client for their company. But that's just common sense.

Byan has never been close to a woman since his divorce five years ago. Andryani had tried to introduce Byan to his friends' daughters, but Byan had always rejected them.

"It's true, yes, you're so stiff and cold!" Cousin Kessy who felt that had not received a good response from Byan.

"If there's nothing to talk about anymore, excuse me!" Byan was about to get up from his seat to go home.

"Man is unique, but it makes me even more curious" Kessy murmured in her heart.

Byan left Kessy alone there, too.

In his car, Byan kept thinking about the incident when he met Asmara and Steven at the restaurant. Especially when they know that Mara and Steve are holding hands, they look very familiar.

Bugh! Bugh!!

Byan's hand hit his car's driver, he thought if he was so bod*h because he just kept thinking about Asmara. If yesterday met Asmara at the Hospital, then now have to meet back at the restaurant. Instead of forgetting, he even remembered the face of Asmara.

"Fabyan Alfarizi Malik, you are not a weak person! It's not important for your brain to keep thinking about that woman!"

Immediately Byan stamped the gas, he drove his car to the house.

Still the same as yesterday, Byan's eyes tonight can not be closed, even more difficult than yesterday. The more Byan closed his eyes, the harder it was to cast off Mara's shadow.

"D***!!!!" Byan got up from his bed, he went to the bathroom and washed his face rough.

Byan lit a faucet in the sink, he saw the reflection of his face that had been soaked in the mirror.

"Very sliced! What do you think of Byan? Why does your brain only contain Asmara, Asmara and Asmara!!"

When Byan stared fixedly at his face in the mirror, suddenly appeared the face of Asmara there.

"Huh???" Byan was surprised, he immediately stepped back quickly.

"How is it possible??" Byan shook his head, closed his eyes quickly then reopened. It turns out that it was just his hallucination.

"Can't be? I've already made gil*a!!!"

As much as possible Byan removes the shadow of Asmara's face from his brain, by washing the rough face up to several times. Then he returned to rest his body and mind on the bed.

Not stopping there, when he tried to close his eyes again, suddenly his brain remembered the incident when the hand of Asmara who was being held by Steve.

That thought made him go back to sleep.

"Oh my God, don't torture me like this, please."

Byan grabbed a pillow to cover his face that kept thinking about Asmara.

...****************...

"Sam, cancel all my schedules today. I don't want to be disturbed!"

Byan spoke to his secretary Sam via telephone, he chose to sleep in his private room in his study.

A few hours passed, it did not feel that Byan had slept for two hours. According to him it was enough to rest his eyes that had not been closed at all overnight.

Byan woke up with a heavy head, washed his face and walked out of his room. He walked over to his secretary.

"Sam, I'm home early today! If there's anything urgent, call me!"

"Okay, Mr. Byan!"

Byan also stepped out to the parking lot of his car, then he drove his car to somewhere first. Finally Byan has arrived at a subscription store that sells various trinkets, flower buckets and dolls.

At that time Byan was about to buy a bouquet of roses, but his steps stopped when he saw the woman who stole his attention, the woman was standing in front of the cashier to pay for a rabbit doll and pink hairpin. Yes everything that Asmara buys can be clearly seen by byan.

"Puppies and child hairpin? Does Mara have children now?"

Byan's mind is guerrilla everywhere. "But whose child? Is Mara married to Steve?"

"Bijan! What the hell are you thinking? If that all happened, why? It's none of your business!"

Again he awoke himself from that unwholesome daydream.

"Mas Byan? "Because it feels bad to continue to meet Byan these few days accidentally and in a row, Asmara decided to greet Byan first. Even though he knew he would get a cold attitude from her.

Byan realized now Asmara right standing in front of him, his gaze pointed at the face of Asmara, his ears heard clearly the soft voice of Asmara who still called him MAS, as before.

Byan just nodded his head, then he chose to go to the cashier to pay the interest he had bought.

Again, Asmara again get cold treatment from Byan. Although his current intentions were good, but still Byan did not consider it.

Mara did not want to bother about the treatment of Byan, the important thing is that he had good intentions to greet her. Accepted or not according to him it's Byan's business. After all, Mara had gotten used to getting indifferent treatment from Byan even though it had been a long time ago and was just the past.

Mara also took her footsteps towards her car parked in the shop yard, she immediately drove her car to her cake shop.

"It turns out he has changed a lot, even now he can drive his own car!"

Mumbled Byan who just kept watching Mara from a distance.

Byan went to his car, he went somewhere to visit his beloved.

Yes, every Friday, byan never forget to visit the final resting place of his beloved. The lover and wife he loved so much, the woman he thought could not be replaced by anyone even though he was gone.

Byan placed the flower on the navel of Agatha, he held a gravestone inscribed with Agatha the afrizal princess's name.

"Assalamualaikum atha, I'm coming,"

Byan recited several prayers to Agatha, after which he told her everything that had happened to her in recent days.

According to him, even though Agatha was gone, she did not want any secrets between the two of them. Therefore, when Byan visited Agatha's tomb, he would always tell a story.

"I'm coming home, my story's done today. I hope you get a good place there,"

Byan was about to leave Agatha's tomb, but when he stood there was already someone behind him with a bouquet of flowers.

Byan's sharp eyes highlighted the pair of eyes before him, he really did not like the person's presence here.

"What are you doing here?!"