Single-minded

One Love for You

"Fariz!" greeting Vira kindly, Fariz immediately nodded towards Vira. With a friendly smile full of sincerity. Fariz welcomes Vira.

"Come on Vira!" said Fariz, Vira was silently staring at the door.

Vira hesitantly stepped forward, entering into the magnificent house of the Atmaja family. The house where he was insulted, not considered and excluded. A magnificent house that seemed to store infinite bitterness. Vira recalls clearly the sound of the slap and the pain. The furious face of Angga Atmaja was still very clear in Vira's mind. Suddenly Vira's body trembled violently. Fear and anger mixed into one. Vira is not in control.

"Vira, I understand your heart. I know how much my family has hurt you. The house that was supposed to protect you. It even became a house where you were left out and destroyed!" fariz said softly, Vira looked up at Fariz.

Fariz is a man trying to understand his every wound. A man who offers sincere love, but must be brushed aside Vira for the love of an Azzam Atmaja. A friend who understands his wounds and tears while in this house. A sister-in-law, who somehow Vira should be acting to him?

"Vira, please come in. If it wasn't for me or Azzam's brother. Come in for mama's sake, isn't she the mother you respect so much. He lay helplessly watching Azzam's brother disintegrate. He's lonely without me by his side. Now you want to get away from her?" fariz tried to persuade Vira.

Vira was silent, then suddenly nodded. Vira uttered bismillah in her heart. Vira stepped inside the Atmaja family home. Without caring around, Vira went up to the top of her room. Right on the first rung of the stairs, Vira felt her chest ache. Remembering every wound that happened a week ago. Vira walked to Azzam's room.

Vira tries to fight the pain. Vira did not want the continuous pain to be in her heart. Maybe Vira is insulted and eliminated, but all that is not the fault of Azzam. Vira's tears are not Azzam's responsibility. Except the responsibility of Angga Atmaja. A great master who so appreciated money.

Vira walked slowly closer towards Azzam's room. Vira held the door handle of Azzam's room hesitantly. Vira didn't think he should go back to Azzam's room. Where is happiness created? The only place that holds good memories in her heart. Vira pressed Azzam's door pin number. As soon as Azzam's room opened, Vira was silent.

Vira's body trembled violently, her tears falling without excuse. Vira stepped deep into Azzam's room. Vira closed the door of the room that no longer deserved to be said as a room. No neat word, all the broken stuff scattered. White marble floor, leaving red stains of Azzam's dried blood. The bed that used to be always neat and fragrant. It's not like a dumpster. Lots of paper scattered, pillows no longer have blankets. Azzam's thick blanket fell on the floor. The dresser is no longer shaped, the glass is broken scattered. The room that used to be beautiful, is now destroyed. The fishy smell of Azzam's blood filled Vira's room. Scratching the wound in Vira's heart, aware of her mistake that left Azzam.

Praaayyyrrr

Vira regained consciousness when she heard the sound of broken glass. Vira looking for Azzam, Vira checked some parts in Azzam's room. Vira doesn't want anything more to happen than this. Vira does not want to see Azzam continue to be broken in regret. Enough of Vira's been destroyed, not wanting Vira to see the destroyed Azzam.

Vira kicked through the bathroom door. The bathroom is in an unlocked condition. So Vira can open it without any difficulty. Vira went into the bathroom. He checked the bathroom. Just when the curtains are open. Vira covered both her mouth with her hands. Vira was shocked at once destroyed. He saw the broken and fragile Azzam Auliqa Son of Atmaja. The son of the heir who has always been proud of the Atmaja family.

"Sir Azzam!" vira said, Azzam looked weak. He did not respond to Vira's call, Azzam was devastated.

Both of Vira's eyes are perfectly rounded. When he saw Azzam's body submerged perfectly in the bathtub. Azzam soaked in a weak state without spirit. Vira sees Azzam's body starting to turn blue. Azzam's face was pale white. Azzam's hands extended out of the bathtub. Fresh blood dripped from the broken glass Azzam threw.

"Sir Azzam is awake!" vira said, hugging Azzam's head tightly. Vira drowned Azzam in her arms. Vira cursed his foolishness that went from the life of Azzam.

Now Vira must prepare to lose Azzam. No more smiles on his face. Azzam was destroyed without a trace. Trying to live without Vira, maybe Azzam can. But live in regret and guilt. Azzam was unable. Azzam could no longer see the world. Maybe what Azzam did was wrong, but his love for Vira. It was not a mistake that he had to cover up. Azzam prefers nothing without Vira by his side.

"Dear Vira, you're back!" said Azzam while staring at Vira lekat. The eyes of Azzam sayu, there is no more living light in both beautiful eyes. Azzam smiled happily, looking at Vira who he thought was present in his wishful thinking.

"Sir Azzam, forgive Vira!" vira said softly, Azzam looked at Vira. The woman he loved so much was right in front of him. But his body was now powerless, weak without power.

"You're not wrong, I'm the one who lost to this family power. I can't keep my promise. I'm weak without you, but I'm afraid to get close to you. Never blame yourself for my condition. I'll be happy when I see you happy!" azzam said softly, then both Azzam's eyes closed perfectly.

Vira panicked to see Azzam unconscious. Vira tries to wake Azzam up, but his efforts are in vain. Azzam did not want to look at the world anymore. Vira gives a towel to Azzam's cold body. Vira helped Azzam stand up with all his strength. His weak body had to be strong for the sake of Azzam. Vira put Azzam to bed on the couch.

"I'm sorry, brother, sorry!" vira said softly, while rubbing the handsome face of Azzam. Vira kissed Azzam's forehead gently. Vira stared fixedly at Azzam, the man who once again destroyed his firm foundation. The man who made him lose and gave up for the love that was in his heart. One love for one name and forever.

"I know what love is? Why should I fall in love with you? Should I cry for your love? Do I deserve to fight with you? Should I hang out next to you? Can I accept pain so that we are happy? The question that is now playing on my mind. Without me being able to stop it. But all was answered, when I saw your brokenness, when I looked at your frailness, when I heard the groaning of your heart. The pain that seemed to answer the doubts of my heart. The pain you chose, right from the moment I walked away from you. For my sake you choose to be destroyed. Because my love is fragile. Now I realize, in every love of yours there is a wound that I incised. In every dream you have with me, there are doubts that I willfully and always show. Without me knowing our love weakens each other. I am weak for the sake of one love and name in my heart, one taste forever, for you Azzam Auliqa Son of Atmaja. A name that I don't know when is written on the wall of my heart? Instead you are fragile without my love, a feeling that is always hurt by my steadfastness. Should we stay away from each other, should only the wounds be left behind. We should love each other when we end up hurting each other. Worth our struggle, when the path of love is dead-end hindered blessing. Whatever happens next? Today I'm sure, my love is one just for you. I'm in this house for you. I'll swallow the insults, just so you feel calm. If I were to leave someday? I hope you're not as fragile today. Because of your vulnerability the reason I'm sick and broken!" inner Vira is sad, while looking at Azzam's face.