SECOND LOVE
CHAPTER 94
The day passed so quickly. Day and night come together, bringing a different story to each human child.
Likes and sorrows, cries and laughter, always side by side accompany every step of Nilam.
Yesterday he felt worthless. Betrayed by the person he loves, and humbled by those who dislike him.
Today he is the luckiest man in the world. Although not the wealth and luxury that Baskara can give, but the effort of the man to make him happy, really makes Nilam feel touched.
Two weeks ago Baskara was out of town, they were forced to have a long-distance relationship. However, never once did the man miss contacting him.
Not only that, Nilam is often surprised by the delivery of packages whether food or other goods, which Baskara sent through an online ojek.
"Mas can not accompany you there, can not take care of you when you are sick, can not always be there when you need. Mas can only try to keep you healthy, this is for the sake of peace of mind mas here as well. That's all you can do for now." Said Baskara, when Nilam expressed his heart that was embarrassed by the arrival of couriers almost every day.
Bus should not waste his money just to buy him food every day, he can still take care of himself.
But Baskara is a stubborn man, who when he has a desire is very difficult to stop.
Finally Nilam could only resign, allowing the man to do whatever he wanted.
"Lam, has it been done yet? Help check the new goods come yuk." One of his coworkers, called.
"Oh, wait a minute."
Nilam who was enjoying his lunch break also rushed to finish the food that was only a few more bribes.
"Kok us who unload this anyway? It should be the second shift" asked Nilam when they were on the third floor.
"This is the boss's order. Just been working. It's just a little bit." His co-worker pointed at a few large boxes in front of him.
Both are job-soluble, matching the number of items they have with the notes, hoping no one is mistaken so as not to add to their work to make a report.
Until without feeling their working hours are over. Nilam prepared to go home in a hurry. He and Amanda plan to go out together for Sunday night.
"I am first ...." The girl said goodbye to her friends. But his intention wanted to quickly arrive at the boarding house, it seemed that it would not be realized, because in front of the boutique entrance where he worked, stood a figure that he never thought he would meet again.
Nilam's footsteps stopped. Wanted to turn around, but it was impossible. He did not want his coworkers to be suspicious.
"Nilam," Nilam's chest pounded even more as the man called out his name. Not love, just nervous feelings because they have not met for a long time.
He used to love that soft voice. The voice that managed to steal and convince his heart to choose that figure as a lover. But that was before a reality slapped him sadistically.
Nilam ignored Pandu, he just passed from before the man.
"Nilam wait. I want to talk." Pandu held Nilam's arm, but was pushed aside by the girl.
"Sorry, I'm busy." Sahut's short. He turned his gaze in any direction, trying not to stare at the figure that looked messy.
"Sebentaaar only Lam ... Please," Pinta Pandu weld.
Nilam took a breath, he looked at Pandu's face and appearance more closely.
The man was still handsome, but his face was not as bright as before. His appearance was still the same, but Nilam did not feel the aura of a successful young entrepreneur there.
There was nothingness, and also despair that Nilam could feel from the silent glare of the man's eyes.
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"Mas, I don't have much time, Manda has been waiting for me at the boarding house," said Nilam riled, as they were sitting together in a cafe, not far from where Nilam worked.
"So Amanda's here now?" Instead of responding to Nilam's words, Pandu asked something else.
"Mas, what exactly am I talking about?" Cut Nilam, don't want their chatter to widen everywhere.
Guide quiet for a moment. Look at the girl in front of him. The girl he had once hurt and broke his heart, looked even prettier in his eyes at the moment.
"Nilam, are you happy?" Ask the man.
Nilam frowned, unable to guess where the Pandu question was headed.
"Are you happy right now, Lam? Are you happy to be separated from me? Have you forgotten me, Lam?" The man's cross, when Nilam did not answer his question.
Nilam smiled faintly. For sure he nodded his head.
"Yes, I'm happy. Not because of parting with you, but being able to release you with sincerity that makes me happy. I won't forget you, I don't want amnesia. You will always be there, but not in the heart, but in the memory. Don't ask about me, ma'am. I'm fine without you." Nilam Assertive.
Pandu looked down inside. His heart was broken to hear Nilam's words about his feelings. He guessed wrong. He thought Nilam still remembered him .
"I guess, your feelings are so strong Lam. But I guess I was wrong to hope. I think you just need time to forgive me, but it's so easy that you forget me."
Nilam chuckled small.
"Mas Pandu is funny, yes, here as if I am guilty, as if I was cheating in our relationship. Did Pandu forget? What you're doing is painful, mas."
"But I've regretted it, Nilam!"
"When I know everything? Is there a seed in the womb of another woman? So soon you regret it, mom? Would you regret it if she wasn't pregnant, and I didn't know anything about it? Would you stop cheating if things were going the way you wanted them to? How long have you been fooling me? How long have you been playing with fire behind me? Did you regret it then?" Nilam re-ignited emotions.
"I didn't expect you, you ...." Nilam shook his head. I don't know what name he deserves for this man in front of him.
"Don't make the same mistake a second time. No more hurting the woman who is currently beside you. Moreover, she is carrying your child. Your own flesh and blood. Don't let yourself regret it a second time." Nilam said, as if he knew what the man meant to see him.
"I can't, Nilam. It's not him I expected to be my sidekick, it's you."
"But you slept with him! How could you say that you weren't expecting her while she was carrying your child? Mom, don't be selfish! How many hearts do you want to sacrifice just for the sake of fulfilling your childish desires? You're not a kid anymore, ma'am. Not every desire must be fulfilled. Learn to be grateful for what you have, so that you no longer regret when you lose."
Pandu looked down deeper. He felt hurt, because Nilam openly rejected him.
"Mas, life is a choice, and every choice has its consequences. You used to choose me, and the consequence is that you have to be ready to lose me. Studying hard, mas. Learn how. Not everything we want we have to get. What I feel is the same right now, it's not love, mas. But curiosity. I'm sure your feelings for me aren't that great, that's why you can beat me up. You just feel like we're not done yet, and you're not satisfied with what happened. Do not subdue your ego, by continuing to feed it. It won't make you any better, ma'am. Affirm me, thank you for what you have right now." Say Nilam long.
"Have you let me belong to someone else, Nilam?"
"Already, mas. Already very willing. And I hope you can give it all up too. I should."
"Is there anyone else in your heart?"
"It doesn't need to know, and don't think about it. All I have to think about is how I keep what I have right now." Nilam got up from his seat.
"I'm going mas" said the girl, about to leave Pandu.
"Nilam wait! Can we still be friends?" Pandu got up, stopping Nilam who had walked a few steps.
Pandu reached out with his own smile.
"Sorry, you better not. There are many hearts to take care of. Don't look for another woman to make you a friend, just be friends with your wife." Nilam sauntered leaving Padu which was still in its original place.
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