Short Story (Cerpen)

Lost Ribs

Category: Love Story

Title: The Lost Ribs

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That afternoon I felt something hurt in my chest, I don't know what made me feel uneasy. The more I avoid and do not feel the pain, the more it feels and becomes. What was? What the hell's going on? My heart always wonders in my solitude.

As the night progressed, I sat on the front porch of my house, my body leaned against the wall with my head looking up at the sky at the stars scattered like a symbol of a smile. I was stunned when I looked at the stars. To the point of not feeling any pain in my chest. I stared and kept looking until the cloudy came to cover it, startling me and I felt the pain again.

' Roy.. '

Sound of voices calling me. I looked back, in the distance saw a woman wearing green clothes, she waved her hand, as if calling me to go there immediately.

' Do you know what date it is today? ' asked Welsa, the woman who will be my wife.

' Tau dong, today we want a wedding dress fitting right? '

' We can leave now, right? '

' Sure ' my answer is short.

Me and Welsa rushed to the Boutique where we fit bridal dresses for our wedding tomorrow. Once there Welsa pick a dress that he thinks is suitable for our wedding later. I am happy to see Welsa very enthusiastic and impressed impatient to try out the dress. When Welsa came out of the fitting room I could only silently stare, enjoying the beauty that was in front of me at this time. She was so beautiful wearing that dress. In my heart I said I didn't wrongly find a rib like him. It is not only her beautiful face, heart and polite demeanor that can make a man capable of being hypnotized by her.

' Honey, you are so beautiful in that dress, ' I said as I stroked her straight unraveled hair. He only returned with a spoiled smile.

' I'm not wrong to find a rib like you. '

It's written. God saw Adam lonely, as Adam slept God took the ribs from Adam and created eve. Therefore all men look for his lost ribs and when finding a woman for him he no longer feels the pain in his heart.

The long-awaited day has arrived. Today is my wedding day with Welsa, no one is unhappy on that day. All the invitees were very happy to witness the happiness of two people united in the sacred bond of a marriage.

The day continues to pass the age of our marriage has entered the number 3 years. For 2 years we have been very happy even though we have not been blessed with children. But stepping on 3 years of our household began not as harmonious as it used to be. Because I'm busy working and rarely come home welsa always angry at me.

One time, when I was just coming home from work Welsa scolded me because for 1 week did not give news. That's where the big fights started, there was also my release to say what I shouldn't say.

My job, please get out of my house. And I will

Taking care of divorce papers for you.! '

' Alright ', I better get out of here, I'm not at home

Life is like this, ' replied welsa while packing her things into a suitcase. Welsa finally left my house.

My heart is still burning with anger. After 10 minutes of welsa's departure, somehow suddenly my heart ached, my chest hurt. I regret what I have done. Now where should I look for Welsa. While the phone is difficult to contact, at home his parents were also not there.

I have been separated from Welsa for 5 years. Since then we have never met. What I heard was that Welsa was overseas now. And to this day I have not found a replacement for Welsa.

When I drove my friend to the airport. I saw a woman I knew. Yeah, he's welsa. Someone who lived with me for 3 years. I miss her, I want to feel like I'm hugging her. I tried to dare to greet him, but inwardly still doubt, I was afraid that Welsa was still angry at my treatment 5 years ago. This heart pounded violently as I walked almost in front of him. Because I was afraid, I undo my intention to greet him. But after I took two steps past her, Welsa called out to me.

' Roy, is that you? '

I was shocked and looked at him. I'm ashamed, ashamed of myself. Stammered, I answered the greeting of Welsa

' i. yes.. you what is kabra? '

' I'm fine, how are you? ' he replied while smiling at me.

From there we started getting closer. Welsa has forgotten what happened 5 years ago. I'm happy that Welsa has forgiven me.

' Come to me if you can. Do you know our phone number?

Nothing has changed. '

' Nothing will change ' said Welsa with a sweet smile.

Finally Welsa left where he stood, because the plane was about to leave.

A week since welsa's departure. I got word that Welsa was in an accident, he died. That night I felt pain in my chest. Now I realize that pain is due to welsa, my own ribs that I foolishly broke.