Reunion After

Conditional Season

Pov: Vest

I haven't been in communication with him for nearly three months. The woman who broke my heart so easily. Looks me easily, and now I heard that she's engaged to her parents' chosen man.

How very nice of the woman. Really, I hate him. I feel like there's something wrong with me. Why my brain and heart always miss him. It's not worth doing. He's already going to belong to someone else, again, and I'm just able to keep quiet.

"And don't forget today there's an invitation to Ndan Ridwan. At Halim's house at eleven." My subordinate reminded me of today's agenda.

I nodded, confused whether I should leave or not. Ridwan's wife was also a midwife. Am I going to meet him or not there? It's too bad if I see you.

I was called to my boss's room, who? Yes who else, Haryanto's job. Yes, my super annoying brother called me no matter what. I saluted him before sitting down. Then talk to him casually.

"Eat, your brother leave this for you. He feels sorry to see you getting thinner and thinner. Are you eating or not?" tanyakanya.

I took the box. A slice of sandwich complete with vegetables and sauce. I'll eat it in front of Task. Tasty, it tastes like a loaf of bread given mayonnaise.

"Later to the show?" ask again. I was lazy to talk to him, I just nodded.

"Who's same? Here, I give you a stick." My job is to bring me a picture of a woman I know. Vienna, son of a friend.

Hadeh, I'm tired. They're still trying to introduce me to women. My heart is still a mess. I don't want anyone to clean it up for me. I don't want to make that woman hurt by clearing my wounds.

It was quite dizzy and congested my heart with the shadow about the woman. The woman whose name I can't mention anymore.

"Well, do you know what Vienna's attitude is? It's more difficult until I see him again. Just watch if that happens, I report Tisha's sister."

"You are the complainer! Just want to be reported! Fuck up!" My duty does not accept my threat.

"Well, don't bother introducing me to this woman. Later, there was a time when I found one that was in line with me," I said, making my brother laugh.

"Who? Widya?"

I clucked, "Don't say his name, Mas!"

The task even laughed. "You haven't been able to move on from him? Your romance pattern with Widya from the past was like, live, disperse. Mbok repeat that again. Not tired?"

I was silent not answering. My lips have responded to that person.

"Is there anything you want to talk about again?" I wanted so badly out of his room.

"No, we'll go with us. Just take Rania with you alone."

I just nodded as a sign of approval for his words. This task actually loves me. Only, the way it was revealed was strange.

It's time, Rania, I'm pulling into my car. He protested. Why should he be my partner.

"When there's a guy there, I'm supposed to have the same om-om taste!" Hadeh, pound this one cherry.

"You don't pity me, Om? Alone that hanging luntang?" I asked for mercy from Rania.

She shook her head. "Why should I break up with Aunt Widya?"

I kept quiet and did not answer the question. We arrived at the show. I'm asking you to put me down immediately. Then walk with me.

Why should I cross paths with him anyway? Who else? The woman who decided I was writing the list was there. He's with Gandi.

"Om Tompi" I said hi.

The woman looked towards us. Our eyes clashed for a moment. Immediately I turned my face pretending to be looking for a cell phone. After he came in, I wrote my name.

"Om, is the heart safe?" ask Rania.

Sandy approached me again. He asked for my number, his reason for asking me for help when I couldn't get any material on math. Not love, huh? Looking at her pleading face, I could not bear it. I finally gave you my number.

"Your friends aren't the same, Gan?" I was a little curious, just a little.

"Handband? Who?" Sandy was confused by my question.

"His engagement, your future papah."

"Mamah is not engaged to Han. Han's son disagreed, back off the date." Gandi explained it to me. Then the news I heard wasn't entirely true.

"Thank you, Om. Ran, photo to the bride and groom alike mamah yuk!" Gandi invites Rania to take a picture with her bride.

Rania pulled my hand. It was one of the people I was holding Rania. They even want to meet me with him.

"Tante, yuk's photo!" Rania took her picture.

"Later, just eat. The queue's still snaking, Nduk." Her voice is a little bit stingy. She why? Sick? Ah, what do I care? Let it.

I chose to approach the chicken satay. Apparently he was following me too. I tried to ignore it.

"How are you, Tom?" askinya.

"Okay" I replied flatly.

"You're still mad at me?" ask again.

I closed my eyes for a while and then insisted on her not familiarizing myself with me again. Like I promised when I got out of that diner, back to being a stranger.

I chose to join my friends. They asked me to donate my golden voice to a song. All right, I'll obey their wishes. I picked a song called Nemen, you know?

This is a picture of how I feel about him. He should know, my love is number one. As if he had broken a promise. What less am I to him? My efforts are dead. And so is my attention.

I tried my hardest to get Gandi's blessing. Rebelling at mama. Leaving home. But finally, I was left by him alone. Is that fair to me?

In fact, he returned me cruelly. Leaving me without thinking about my feelings. My feelings were conveyed through that song.

I saw that he was just quietly enjoying the song I was bringing. Basic heartless woman. I am disappointed in the verdict. Why did you choose to end? Is there no other plot that should make us separate?

That's enough, I need to get out of here. I'm looking for Rania, asking her to shake hands with someone who has a wish. When going down, Task and sister Tisha ask us for a photo first.

All right, I'll follow their wishes. I think I want to pinch Tisha's sister. He took the woman up and took a picture with us.

"Rania with Mami. Om you let same aunt Widya and Gandi." Very simple sentence this Tisha sister. Don't know if there's a broken heart here?

Widya refused to take a picture with me. Tisha's sister insisted. Queues are getting snaking. I asked him to come with me immediately. Y'all know? My feet were shaking near his body. If it's halal, I'll hug his waist.

"Gan, change positions, son. Mama's just there." He asked his son to come closer to me.

After the photo session was over, we went off the stage immediately. Gandi helped his mama down. I thrust my hand to help her, ah shit! Why is my hand so active? Why should I give him help?

"Thank you" he said.

I didn't answer.

"Eat regularly, Mother."

That word, who said it? She's she? What did you call me? Whatisthis? Why do you like to play with my heart Widya?