Pursuing the Love of Siti

36. Longing in Asa (Ilham's point of view)

ILham POV

Tonight I'm sitting in front of my mess room. Look at the bright moon. How's my moon? Do you miss this sun? I can only remember our memories. My time here is only three days. After that we returned to Jambi for a report to the central service about the construction of the RS.

"Ham" Toni my colleague surprised me.

Toni sat next to me while thrusting me satay crackers. Wide crackers in topping satay sauce Padang. I enjoy those crackers as stomach boosters. Even though it was served good food at Mr. Kades' house.

"Yes, ton." I answered while enjoying the satay crackers.

"Where's your engagement? Not with us."

Toni must have asked about Jihan. Yes, Jihan came with me to Sukasari. I feel bad about refusing her wish to come. He helped me get out of prison.

"Hey!!! just be quiet!" Toni surprised me again.

"Stay in her family's place" I replied casually.

"Oh, you love her."

"Why is that so?"

"Yes, because you are not the first close to women, Raisa used to keep Gita back to Raisa and then who often send you supplies?"

"Sity?" my guess.

"Yes who used to be OB in our office."

"Yes, he is."

Toni patted me on the shoulder "Basic playboy!"

It's nice he said I'm a playboy. I dated a distance time. His name is heart who knows. I never thought I could really fall in love with Siti. The girl who's a pussy, jutek every time I see me. Which now I miss the bringel, the jutek, which always put distance every time I want to spice it up.

Oh Allah how his feet are. May someone kindly heal him. I hope Nathan can make him happy. I took a deep breath. I don't know why I wanted to see Siti, even though I knew there was a jihan there. At least I want to know how he is. Because because of me he's like this.

Toni even laughed to see me who was annoyed with his nickname "Playboy" earlier. Who is not upset. I'm not a playboy, I've never played with women's feelings.

Wasn't it Raisa who left me with no news, then reappeared when I was happy with Gita. It was not Gita who abandoned me and chose Nature, when it was clear Nature was traumatizing her. And now Siti would prefer Jo, instead of fighting with me.

I finally came back in solitude. If you remember my love journey, do you also call me Playboy.

Zreeeeet zreeeeet

I opened my phone. A name I love perched on a mobile phone screen. I've only been missing for a day. Ah, my mama, I miss you too.

📳 Mom

Assalamualaikum, ham. Have you arrived son? Hasn't I broken the fast yet? don't forget the tawdle.

I smiled at my mother's carelessness. That's the form of affection for a mother, bring it as a sign of affection.

📳 Inspiration

Alhamdulillah, I have arrived, was opened in the house of Mr. Kades, this just came home from terawah.

mama how are you! Papa how is he?

📳 Mom

Thank goodness good mom, son. Your father's been taking care of the house, son.

Ham Mama can I ask you a favor?

📳 Inspiration

What ma?

📳 Mom

Mama wants to see Siti. Mama heard he was paralyzed. Mama misses Siti. He wants to help mom in the kitchen, ngingetin mama pray. Unlike Jihan, she rarely went home.

I could only look down when I heard Mom's story. Gita used to play with my mom when I wasn't home. Counting the approach again after the first mom had banned our relationship. Siti is the second woman who wants to familiarize herself with Mama.

I miss you too, Siti. I want to meet him too. But free,ma. He doesn't seem to want to see me.

📳 Mom

my mother's voice surprised my daydream. The phone is still in my hands but my mind is everywhere.

📳 Inspiration

yes, ma. Ma, yes it was. I'm gonna take a break. It's night.

📳 Mom

Yes, it's already kalo. Anyway say hi Mama to Siti. Assalamualaikum

📳 Inspiration

Hallway, ma.

After I finished my call with my mom, I went back to my room to rest. But I don't know why I keep thinking about Siti. Please, ham there's Jihan.

clique

POV author

In a cement-walled room. Siti opened her window. Even though it was late and late somehow Siti could not sleep. He should have been scared to look at the plantation behind his house. But somehow he didn't feel scared this time. Maybe because it's familiar with this atmosphere.

Remember when he and Jo called at Jo's boarding house. Staring at each other in the sky, Jo sings a song to her and convinces herself that Jo is serious. Siti stared at the phone, hoping Jo would call her. At the moment, only Jo can treat her heartbreak. Even though he knew such an attitude would only give hope to Jo.

Siti flinched as a male figure stood right in front. The man she missed. But also what he wants to forget. Siti quickly closed the window of her room, but was restrained by Ilham.

"can we meet for a moment" said Ilham who was still standing in front of Siti's room window.

"No. I'm sleepy." replied Siti directly closing the window door.

"No papa. I'm staying right here. Waiting until sahur. Waiting for someone I love so much. Waiting for someone I missed.

Ti, mama called said she missed you. Siti, you are my moon that continues to shine while I am in darkness. And I am the sun to you, who will continue to warm your cold heart." the voice of Inspiration is heard from outside Siti's bedroom window.

Siti was silent when she heard the expression of the heart of Inspiration. There was a pain that cut his heart. But he can't do anything. Siti tried to stand up even though her legs were still heavy for walking. But the closeness of Siti even became a disaster, Siti walked and then hit the wheel of her chair. His body bounced, Siti finally crept up to get to her bed. Withstanding the pain in his body.

"Siti! open the window please! You're okay." cried Inspiration who turned out to be still outside.

There is no lawfulness. Inspiration broke through Siti's room window. Afraid something might happen to Siti. But Ilham saw Siti already asleep in her bed. Relieved, that's how he feels. Inspiration kissed Siti's forehead, saying good night. Then back out of the window.

Siti opened her eyes, arranging the closed window again.

Please don't make me like this, ham. Please get out of my life. I don't return your feelings anymore. Let me be happy with Brother Jo. Let me be devoted to mother, let me repay the merits of Jihan's sister by releasing you. Please don't come again. Let's just say our story is finished here.

Ilham opened his phone to receive a message from Siti

⁇ ️ Siti

Please don't come again. Our relationship is over. Please take care of Jihan's sister.

⁇ ️ Ilham

Good. If that's what you want, but just so you know, I'll never marry Jihan.

No more answers. Inspiration returned to the mess staring at the moon that began to be covered in clouds.

Seriate

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finally able to post back after last night's viral tragedy. Geez last night it felt like crying was tired of writing, even so the result.maybe this one does not error again huh.

Thank you to the brothers who have stopped by this dime story. May you all cheer up. Later in the afternoon insyaallah there is a double up, yes.

Still I order do not forget to like and comment here yes. The vote is okay, and who knows if anyone would be kind enough to give her flowers or coffee.

God willing tomorrow is still up but in the next novel.

See you back on Monday.