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#22
6 Months later
I smiled at the nurse who was now cutting a cast on my leg. After 6 months I was finally able to release the supporting objects that made my activities drastically reduced. Had gone to the office every day to twice a week, I would only go to the office if there were important problems such as meetings and meeting clients. Even some projects I have to postpone because walking with a cast is not an easy thing. The burden that I had to carry at all times was quite heavy so much draining made me decide to work from home online, although bored but I could find many ideas in my head.
Mom and Reza accompanied me at home because I was limited in doing a few things and it was really annoying. Now that I can be creative again with the increased frequency because the cast has been removed, it would be nice to be in Australia right now.
The gypsum came off, I was endlessly grateful to the doctor and several nurses in the room helped remove the cast. The doctor instructed me to walk slowly to see how the muscle strength and joint motion were after the cast was released. I walked slowly afraid if there was pain or swelling in my legs.
After several tests, the doctor gave me a daily physiotherapy schedule in the hospital with a variety of exercises that sounded more intensive than when wearing a cast. It was actually me who asked to return to normal activities faster.
Because I still have to walk slowly and heart – hearts, I still choose to use a stick to accelerate my movement. Accompanied by Reza, we walked over and talked about some things and when I stopped when I saw Mila whose stomach was now enlarged, I thought she would soon give birth.
“Rey.. “ saya Mila smile a little shy – shy to me “I'm so sad about what happened to you. sorry I didn't have time to visit”
I shook my head “it’s okay. Now I'm also healthy” said I smiled comforting him who I think needs more attention than me “how are you?” Mila smiled slightly as if covering her sad face
“Rey.. we can talk briefly” with Mila who I followed with a nod, the three of us went to the cafe opposite the hospital.
“I'm sorry for everything I've done to you and Nayra” Mila said opening the conversation upon our arrival there
“I've forgiven you. If for Nayra it's good you say it directly right?” Mila nodded in understanding with what I just said
“i tried to contact Nayra, but she seems to have changed her number. I've also been to his office but he's never been”
I laughed cynically aware that Nayra left without knowing the fact that my relationship with Mila was over. “Nayra moved “ said I plucked the fries that the waitress had just laid
“moved? You mean?” Mila looked at me confused
I nodded to make sure what I answered just now was correct “Nayra moved to Sydney.. I don’t know. I mean somewhere in Aussie”.
“Rey.. I was right – am sorry. I never meant to make Nayra move. I. I'm so sorry for ever saying such a bad thing to him”
I sighed regulating my mood “it’s okay everything has passed now” I said followed by a nod Mila “how are you now?” Mila sipped her drink and then smiled
“aku well – fine.. the Bani family treated me like their own child” I remember how shocked my mother was when she received an invitation bearing the names Mila and Bani where I should have married Mila because I had been in a relationship with her for quite a long time. And even more surprised when I heard what I said about what happened to us.
“thank you Rey. for helping me tell Bani everything. And sorry because of me you and Nayra have to go back separate”
I nodded in agreement with the words of Mila just now “everything has passed Mila. I hope you and Bani are always happy. May your lahiran smoothly yah” mila smilingly accept my prayer followed by a handshake by us both signs we have made peace, we were separated.
I asked Reza to drive me to the hotel. I walked slowly while greeting some employees who passed me, heard some of them congratulate me for no longer using a cast.
I lit a cigarette, sat on the rooftop that had turned into the cafe, I smoked a cigarette while observing my surroundings that had changed almost 90% of their shape. Where half of it is a room with a glass wall connected with a terrace filled with various kinds of flowers – flowers planted on the pot while it began to flourish. Time to fill out the interior.
I remember how I deliberately built this cafe under the pretext of trying to forget Nayra and now I sit here trying to remember the memories of both of us.
He was the first to write his name in my heart, sculpting it so I could no longer erase it as hard as I tried. The first person to teach that falling in love can be both beautiful and painful at the same time, the first person to teach that we do not need to wait for the right moment to say love, because every moment we pass is the right moment, the right moment.
I rubbed my chest trying to relieve the tightness that now burns inside. I want to meet her now, I want to be with her, I miss her so much, God.
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Going back to normal means that mom and Reza have come home and I'm back to doing everything myself even driving no longer with Reza or the driver. I was on my way home from the hospital when I passed the building depot owned by Nayra's father.remembering some furniture that I had not had time to pay for, I decided to stop maybe I could meet his father there.
And true, Nayra's father greeted me enthusiastically, we walked around the store while discussing about – items that match the theme of the cafe that I have not finished doing it. until finally he invited me to sit down to drink coffee in the restaurant depo area of the building that they just made intended for the shopper who is tired, there provide drinks and some snacks that we can buy.
Depo staff brought us coffee and some small choux cakes that made me amazed by the concept that there is only 1 in this city combines a building depot with a cafe that has a small garden view.
“the idea is very good om” I said praising Om Syah who smiled nodding while I was still amazed because many customers who took a seat at this place and praised this idea.
“ide Nayra.. she always pissed off spinning – swivel shop and just saw the refrigerator soft drink” Om Syah look very proud to talk about the brilliant idea of her youngest child.
I nodded as if I had understood that there would be interference from Nayra who always had a lot of brilliant ideas in her head. “the selection of drinks and snacks menu is also good.. very rarely does the cafe that provides pastry in this area even my cafe also” I admit the idea of Nayra is very good and through careful consideration because for the place he joined his father's building depot, he said, he chose cake – unusual cake even rarely seen in any cafe in this city.
Om Syah laughed then nodded “dia even ajarin some special staff to make the pastry – pastry for months – months until as perfect as his own home”
I smile to imagine how the perfectionist Nayra taught her employees, I hope she is very patient “I am amazed loh Om. considering that Nayra can now cook and even make her own pastry”
His father laughed again and nodded in agreement with my words just now “we at home did not expect, even his mother Nayra cried when Nayra first made us a family choux”
Laughter Om Shah transmitted to me in my heart is proud of the change Nayra now and makes me miss him even more. “nayra how is om?” I dare myself to ask.
“dia well.. now is full of enthusiasm to help her friend develop her restaurant” I nodded trying to understand
“then the business is here how about om?”
“still walk, there is Alena who handles.after all she is not always there. only until the restaurant runs stably”.
“om.. I want to talk about something more important” my words make Om Syah who is sipping coffee immediately stop and look at me seriously
“What's Rey?”
“i want to start a relationship back with Nayra. I want Om to know that I am very serious with Nayra” Om Syah's serious gaze turns to relaxed then he chuckles
“everything goes back to Nayra, Om as a parent.can only pray he chooses a decent guy. But don't you have a girlfriend?”
I shook my head “something happened om. and we decided to split up. About 9 months ago” Om Syah nodded in understanding with my explanation just now.
“Om don't know what happened between the two of you so split up earlier, but Om hope if you're serious with him, please don't hurt his heart again”
I nod my assent and promise in my heart not to hurt him again “I want to correct my mistake and straighten out some misunderstandings that once hurt him om”
Om Syah patted my shoulder “hopefully you can soon find the best way for your relationship” I nodded when I heard the words Om Syah
“oh yes om..” I finally asked for his phone number and address in Australia which Om Syah voluntarily gave. Om Syah initially had doubts that finally would not want to give me an address and phone number when he heard me say he wanted to follow Nayra there.
I'll come Nayra.
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