SMILE BEHIND THE SORROW

IS THERE ANY PARDON

The unusual taste made Irene feel guilty towards Wildan. He wanted to run and hug her back.

"Hey, just shut the fuck up you Wil," Raka said. Wildan only slightly tilted the corner of his lips and sauntered away.

Seeing Wildan go Irene immediately ran to follow him. Tio, Raka and the others shouted at Wildan's name however, unheeded.

"Why Wildan Yo, has not finished the work already ngibrit first. Susulin there, Yo!"

"Well, why am I being told to follow. Just put it there yourself!"

"Lha, you're a big boy, you're his friend. Fast suck there, Tio!"

"Huh, it's so big to be a man. Two feet tell people. Why don't your feet are following the****** that. Ngeselin you,"

Raka and the others laughed to see Tio who refused the rope still departing. That was his best friend even though he was upset he still left.

While in a small garden made by Wildan stood facing the dark rice fields. Sealing with slightly opened legs. Behind looked Irene who was blue slightly away.

Irene's footsteps slowly advanced bit by bit. Right behind Wildan who is 5 feet away. Irene looked at Wildan's back body.

There was a sense of wanting to reach out however, Irene was not brave enough. His heart was beating as his lips were about to say a word.

By slightly adjusting the breath and repeatedly throwing it away. Irene ventured to get closer.

"Wil," call Irene. Wildan looked up slightly and looked using only his eyes.

"What's wrong?" the answer.

"Wil, how are you?" Irene walked slowly over to Wildan.

Wildan smiled slanted at the greeting of the woman he had once loved. Not answering Wildan instead took one pebble to throw it into the middle of the rice field.

Irene realized that she did not deserve it, she still expected more to be able to talk like before. The wounds he gave were so deep. Because I didn't get an answer from Wildan.

"My news is much better than it used to be. Sorry, I wasn't at your fiance's funeral,"

'Your engagement' said the words that took Irene by storm. His body froze not daring to turn to face Wildan. By suppressing that word Irene could conclude that the wound was still gaping wide.

A single tear soaked Irene's cheek. Wildan turned around and walked over towards Irene who was still behind him.

"You know Ren. The wound you first scratched is still not healing. Although, I try to love other women. My first love is you and I think for the second love I can enjoy it. Turns-out. Ren, never blame a heart filled with wounds for not forgiving. I tried to remove all the wounds with my common sense. But, until this moment, the wound still did not close."

Irene's tears were wetting both her cheeks. Even Irene could not stop him. Wildan's patience has never been limited.

Tio who saw and heard Wildan's words felt like he wanted to get angry. But Tio couldn't do more. Mu gkin Wilfan needs to pour out all his heart to Irene. The woman who was once loved but incised embers over Wildan's wounds.

Wildan circled Irene's frozen body with a wet face. It hurt to see Irene cry. But how hurt the heart of Wildan who played with the woman he loved so much.

There are so many things and words Wildan wants to say. Soaking up the pain alone made Wildan even colder to all the women. Do not want to feel the same pain and look for a drug that can heal the burn.

Irene raised her downcast face and ventured to stare at Wildan's flat face. One thing Wildan could not forget when he looked into those two eyes.

Long ago when there was still love in Wildan's eyes for Irene. Staring into Irene's puffy eyes made Wildan want to run and forgive her.

"I know, so I'm sorry. I'm sure as much as you hurt, as much as you hate me. I hope you will forgive the late Reza. Just for Reza forgive him Wil."

"I have forgiven him for a long time. It's just that I don't think through your mind. Ren, is that all you want to accept me and that way you come back with her. In fact, that word broke out of my mouth. I hope you don't forget that. Not so easy as Ren, I'm a guy who has the same feelings as Reza. If you still love each other why Reza did not fight you in front of his parents. For almost two years of our relationship. You-have Ren, everything has become a grain of dust blown by the wind. Enough and forget everything. Especially, forget about me even if you don't even keep a taste for me."

"Jel,"

Irene held onto Wildan who was about to leave. Wildan looked towards his wrist held by Irene.

"Ren, sorry please let go of my hand." Irene shook her head and got stronger holding onto Wildan's wrist.

Seeing that Tio came out from hiding.