
That afternoon I accompanied the control shaki to the hospital. I purposely accompanied him, because I wanted to be there every day. I love Shaki more and more and more seeing how powerful Shaki has been through his tough days the last few months. I want to be the most ardent and comfortable place for this master of my daughter. Like Shaki who has given me happiness and tranquility in my days.
"Prass"
That voice, I recognized him very much. It was so soft and I always missed it a few years ago.
Deg.
My heart feels like it wants to be broken. I can hardly believe it. Is that really the voice I missed a few years ago. Is that really the sound that I have buried as deeply as possible in my life right now. Is that really the voice of the woman who stole my most beautiful wishful thinking. I can't believe he's back after a long time of being swallowed up.
Nabila, come back into my life. Whether this is destiny or just a pseudo-shadow like the previous happened. I who have established my heart with Shaki, now a little shaky with the presence of nabila. Moreover, he was alone again. There's still a chance for me to be back with him.
"Stop! Remember pras. Shaki is much better for you right now" My inner voice revolted
It would be bad if I had to turn away from Shaki. Shaki's making my days back colorful. Shaki's making my days finding love come back after being broken. But I can't deny, there's still a nabila shadow in my heart.
"Pras, can you pick me up at the hospital? My car is still in the workshop, there's no way I'm using an online taxi the day is late" Nabila's voice called me.
"Okay, I'm going to the hospital right away" I replied without reason.
Turns out Nabila still keeps my number. Why is he calling me now. I waited years for news from him. But no word, suddenly his wedding invitation with a room lay on the porch table of my house. It broke my heart at that moment. Leaving my hometown full of disappointment and pain.
"Ah.. Marginalised. Why are we being reunited now" My inner self
Throughout the journey, we talked a lot. It feels like dejavu. I still can't believe that I'm having a good conversation with Nabila right now. Permpuan who became my first love in school first. The woman who also broke my heart and my imagination.
"So, you sure have moved on" Tempta Nabila
"Haha I don't know, but Shaki is here to give me a new life" I replied
"Thank God, I'm glad you found your love again" Nabila's voice made me blush
"I was worried about you at the time, said boby you were frustrated when I received my wedding invitation" Nabila's story
"That was all it took" I answered briefly
"I'm not that stupid as Nabila, I still have common sense and God" I replied with a chuckle
"Whose house is this?" Much
"House number 3B green" replied Nabila while showing the direction of entry of the housing complex.
"Take good care shaki, I've found my love, junior kamil. I've also met you back. It's more than enough for me as a cure for my longing for you" Nabila's voice struck me.
"Thank you for taking me tonight. Good night" He pulled out of the car.
Some days, I started to communicate more closely with Nabila. After my meeting at the hospital while delivering shaki control. I came back close to Nabila. I don't know the feelings I don't understand.
Many stories from nabila that I did not know before. The story of being forced to marry Kamil. The weight of the day that went through even I actually did not have any effort to fight for it at that time.
Kamil is a heart specialist who is also the son of a famous figure who owns the largest fashion company in Southeast Asia. Kamil was betrothed to nabila because his father was a friend of the nabila father. They married without love. One year after their marriage they were blessed with a son, along with an accident we had. At that time also the seeds of love Nabila to kamil is growing but must be broken back. This is what makes Nabila name her daughter kamil. Just like her husband's name.
At that time Nabila was still my girlfriend, and Kamil also had a girlfriend. Shortly after they get married, Kamil's girlfriend dies in an accident. I'm not fighting to get my nabila back but just disappearing without any news.
If I had fought harder, maybe I could have gotten my nabila back. But that's the past. I realize, there's shaki now. Shaki will be my wife later. Shaki's struggle to rise from the obstetrician's diagnosis is impossible for me to betray. Shaki's sacrifice of not having a career outside is impossible for me to ignore. I am sure that this is my way of life.
Nabila is only a past that may be stopping for a moment on this journey. Nabila has found her love, little kamil. The fruit of his marriage to the late kamil. Not Nabila where I docked. I'm trying to recite myself.
I realize, lately shaki is different. His attitude is unattractive in the usual days. Like something shaki's hiding. A few times Shaki asked me something I didn't tell him. Shaki's feeling is quite sensitive. Shaki felt the presence of my past. This may be called a temptation before marriage. Whatever it is, may shaki be the last port of my heart.
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