Rifaya Love Story

Black rose

Dimas cleaned the body to change clothes he sat on the edge of the bed and took the phone located on the nightstand then Dimas opened the photo gallery folder and deleted all the photos Rifaya this time Dimas was determined to forget all about Aya and burying her feelings deeply

Dimas opened the drawer there is a stem of roses black and dry but still in a neatly wrapped state.

The flower was from Aya when Dimas was sick at that time Aya gave a sprig of flowers and Dimas kept them until now

Dimas looked at the flower gently and brought it closer to his chest with both hands right in his heart, a drop of falling tears explained his feelings so deeply for Aya, Dimas could not do much at this time he could only let go of his memories of the first time he met Aya, the times when Dimas teased and seduced Aya during working hours, Dimas who for months followed Aya home from work because he was worried about Aya struggle to choose between his best friend Bayu and the person he loves Rifaya, many stored memories are not easy to forget

The bitter tart that Dimas went through to be with Aya vanished so easily only a single black rose that he currently holds

If only I could choose and know this would happen maybe I would rather die when the accident happened, I had no more hope than my life but to be with Rifaya alive and happy with her, but God did not allow that, he chose Tania who accompanied me all my life what I could do, what, maybe this is the best thing for me, for my life

Dimas brought the flower to the lip of the balcony door and walked a few steps later he looked at it once again and the flower was blown away and Dimas threw away the flower that had fallen somewhere because he threw it hard

Back Inside the room he laid his body on the mattress and fell asleep,

On knocking on the door of Dimas room but no answer then enter mamah into the room that is painted themed football there are posters of players and knickknacks of his favorite club comes from England which is often nicknamed the tea reds, is liverpool fc jordan henderson who became the captain of the current club Dimas loved since childhood

Mamah Dimas who found his son sleeping soundly just rubbed the hair and out of the room slowly closed the door carefully did not want to disturb the rest of his son

"Dimas already sleeping pah, then mamah want to tell you tomorrow he can already fit clothes" said Mamah who sat next to Papah Dimas

"Tomorrow, maybe Dimas is tired"

"Yes, I can't wait for the reward"

"Then this"

"What is the example of the invitation already seen"

"Udah mah, papah likes and agrees to choose that one"

"Good deh pah, nih mamah want to choose the model and theme of the event later if papah there is a suggestion or suggestion can tell mamah from now on, because mamah do not want later there will be less fit in the heart of papah, papah, mamah will also ask for Dimas' advice tomorrow morning so that he knows and if anyone does not like he can say from now on, not so rewarding.., papahh just be quiet sigh" mamah fun who is still cool to scroll the screen of his phone

No answer from her husband made the wife turn her eyes towards her husband who was lying in bed, It turns out that her husband had fallen asleep to make himself a little irritated because the explanation was so long as a mere wind, mamah also began a night ritual with a series of beauty products before he slept following his beloved husband

Far away there Aya look riled in her bed he turned back, covered the head with bolsters but could not be closed and then moved the position by hugging the milled back, hugging the, unable to find a position that could make him fall asleep, Aya decided to get up and go to the kitchen to drink a glass of water.

In the open refrigerator that contains the dominant water and vegetables because it is mid-month to make the stock of snacks was no longer there, Aya sipped cold water and sat for a moment at the dining table

"Yes not asleep" said the mother who came out of the bathroom

"Sleeping the night, the stork's hard too"

"So want to sleep and Aya thirsty so go out and take a drink" Aya said

"Yes, I slept first"

Aya simply nodded and decided to return to her room

Arriving at Aya's room sitting at the dressing table, she looked at her face in the mirror her gaze turned to a small pot containing roses looking black dried up there, apparently both of them still keep the flower

This is the flower from Dimas a few months ago when he tried to propose, but yes I also do not want to dissolve in a situation that eventually difficult to move on, but I also did not want to dissolve, I'm getting used to heartache anyway

Aya threw away the rough blackened rose as it was already dry into the trash can beside the table, he went back to bed and lay down on a cell phone located in the corner of the mattress at the sight of 1 incoming message

"Yes, I slept"

Once the text in the message that there is no name in the contact, in the scroll up it turns out many incoming messages that only Aya read at that time, his mind says this message may be from Adrian, Adrian, Seeing the incoming message that has past contents about the state of Aya after being hit by a motorcycle at that time

Then Aya replied with a hint of true or unexpected curiosity

"Not sleeping, sorry who is this?"

Just sent that message back

"I forgot, it was lunch"

Aya felt the memory of her who had lunch with her Aya remember Adrian who accompanied her to lunch because Putra did not go to work while Kinanti had lunch with her lover Haikal

"Adrian sorry I haven't saved your number so I don't know"

"yes, it's okay"

No more replies from Aya made Adrian wait for him to see the WhatsApp chat room in his phone last seen five minutes ago information under the profile of Aya, Aya, Adrian put the phone down and went to bed immediately because he thought Aya had gone to bed first

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