Release You With Hearts

5

Today, I decided to return to my boarding house, I do not want to trouble Mba Ranti for longer. Although Mba Ranti forced me to stay longer at her house, because she felt lonely and alone.

“Sya,” Tania said as I arrived at the table she had ordered. He sent me a message, asking me to meet him at a cafe not far from my hostel. I stared at him flat, really where is his conscience? We were both women, but she so easily hurt my heart. “Sit first Sya,” he said I obey his words. “You drink what Sya?” tanyanya friendly. “Not to be pleasant. My time is not much,” I said

flat and cold.

“Syaa, I want to apologize I do not know if it turns out Kenan and you have been dating. I really have no intention to take Kenan from you Sya,” he said, I looked into his eyeballs in trying to find lies there, but no lies. Even he was on his knees apologizing, I didn't care about it I just kept quiet, until he finally got up by himself.

“Sya, sorry yes once again,” reset. I didn't answer her apologies, I just kept quiet and waited for her to go on. “But, sorry My feelings for Kenan have grown too deep. And maybe as deeply as you feel for her,”. I looked at him flat. I can guess where the conversation is going. “Can I compete with you to get Kenan?” he said exactly as I thought. Again and again I don't answer his words. I just kept quiet and looked at him deeply. “Because you are silent, I assume you agree yes. We start to compete. Who's gonna get Kenan. How?” break it up, I'm not interested in this conversation. I pushed my seat and got up leaving Tania smiling triumphantly.

“Sya where are you from? I was waiting for you from last night? Where did you sleep? Have you eaten yet?” dean asked to stop my steps. I smiled and walked into my room. Dean and I met when we signed up for the Kenan Family's company. The only person who greeted me first was

Dean, so me and Dean became as close as they are today. Without having to tell a story, he already understood how I felt and how I was. “I'm sorry De, but for now I want to be alone, my inner”.

Tania's words were ringing in my head, I repeatedly let out a rough sigh. I wish the shadow would go along with the breath I throw away. I opened my phone hoping Kenan would ask me how I was doing. However, all is nil. He didn't look for me one bit. It seems to have forgotten me. I opened my social media to entertain myself. I opened Instagram, suddenly Tania tagged me on her post. He was traveling with Kenan. Seen Kenan grasping friendly hand Tania. My eyes are hot, I'll close my Instagram app soon.

I got up from my bed, I looked at my reflection in the mirror. “What is less than me?” ask me to myself. I'm looking for what I'm lacking. Comparing my body to Tania, there is nothing different. Tania and I have a body shape that is not much different. Even the bead of our eyes has

same color, same skin color and same face line. Our age is not far away, so what distinguishes me and Tania? Why would Kenan treat Tania like a princess?

My head felt throbbing from constantly thinking about my complicated love affairs. The knock on my door woke me up, I walked towards the door of my room. “Hay Syaa,” greet Mba Ranti with a sweet smile. “Mba Dress. Enter Mba,”, I said to open the door wider so that Mba Ranti can enter freely.

with all this stop, but if you still want to fight. You deserve to get a good man Sya, who can accept you as you are,” advice Mba Ranti right when Dean visits my room.

“De,” call me, Mba Ranti turned her head and smiled towards Dean. Dean returned Mba Ranti's smile. “Sorry yes Yes, problem,,” Dean said carefully. “Iya De, don't you calm down. I'm also sorry if at that time I was carried away by emotions,” I said unkindly. Dean then hugged me and cried, “Udah ahh De, I'm fine,” I said while rubbing Dean's back. Mba Ranti smiled looking at our interaction.

“Oh Yes, Mba here also want to invite you to come to the wedding of Mba. You can come, right?” mba Ranti said with a smile. Me and Dean nodded with excitement. Mba Ranti is a simple woman even though she is actually a woman who is. The simplicity he always displayed made him look more graceful and charming. “Thank you yes,” sincere.

“In the evening at 7 o'clock there is a study event at the house of Mba, you come yes,” he said, “Iya Mba later we will definitely come kok,”. “Then Mba said yes Sya De. There are still a few things to take care of. Mba hope you think about Mba's speech earlier yes Sya. You must decide with whom your heart is anchored Sya, and with whom you will achieve happiness later,” advice Mba Ranti.

I returned to my room after driving Mba Ranti to my boarding door. Now I'm alone, some hostess is coming home, while Dean is out with Rama. Dean had long harbored a taste for Rama. Rama is the man she hopes to be her husband. I can only pray that Dean's love fate, unlike mine, will always be hurt and thrown away.

I still think about Mba Ranti's words, what she said was true. I am the one who has the right to decide with whom I will live the rest of my life later. Mba Ranti who used to be a victim of Kenan now he is happy with his partner, Dean who always hoped to be closer to Rama is now granted. Me? It was still fixated on a man who was constantly scraping the wound on my chest.

The night changed by morning. Today inevitably I have to go to work no matter what my life has to go on. And I have decided what steps I will take. I was riding my bike with Dean sitting behind me. “Sya you are sure of your decision?” ask Dean on the way. I just nodded steadily answering Dean's question. Dean nodded and patted me on the shoulder slowly as a form of spirit that he channeled for me.

“Ehh eehh it is who hit Tania her secretary Pak Kenan?” whispers of other employees passing Dean and Tania as they walked into the office building. “Ihh really pretty huh, he's a division B kid right?” said one of the receptionists while looking at me low. “Yes, sok ngaku-ngaku

so his girlfriend is Mr. Kenan again. Where would Mr. Kenan like an employee like him,” quipped another. Dean stopped his steps and was about to go to the two receptionists. The two receptionists looked at me and Dean haughtily.