The Cost of Trust

The Part 154

Bring Diaz back to the stall. It seems like the baby is getting sleepy, so even fondle for a while. Sure enough, some time lapse his nephew has fallen asleep.

"Well..!", call Hayu.

"Yes mother? why?", asked.

I stepped foot into the stall to retrieve Diaz from Imah. My son must be sleepy by now. But hearing the chatter of Imah and Hayu, I stopped in front of Imah's room. Heard what Imah and Hayu were going to say.

"Did they fight because of me?", asked hau anxiously.

"What do you mean?"

"Dian and Aziz quarreled because of me?", repeated Hayu again. There was a sound of her breathing.

I was shocked to hear what Hayu said. Did he hear her?

"Do you know where Mbak is?"

"Sorry, I overheard Mah!", replied Hayu lethargic.

"But they're better!"

"Honest Mah. Indeed, I admire your mas. I don't know what I feel every time I see Aziz's mas."

Fucking clench his hand. It is true my guess, Inner Imah.

"But, just to admire Mah. Not more. To me, Dian and Aziz are like my family. Can I betray them, Mah?"

I didn't answer Hayu's question.

"I was just envious of seeing their affection, but there was not the slightest intention present in their family life."

Hayu put her hand on the display case.

"You know mah, I was raised by an environment that was far from harmonious. I hate infidelity. I hate betrayal. Every day, I pray. I don't want to nurture more feelings on your Mah mas."

"My daddy, betrayed my mom. He cheated on people's wives. My mom killed herself because she couldn't stand my daddy's treatment. After the death of mom and her infidelity, Daddy's madness became more and more. Play girls, Gonta change couple. I can't stand to survive and be under his control. I'm.i'm..."

Hayu could not continue his story. Shoulders shaken. I also grabbed Hayu's shoulder.

"I'm sorry Imah mbak, Imah has been prejudiced badly with you Ma'am Hayu."

Hayu shook his head.

"You're not wrong, it's true that I have the same taste as you. But there is no intention or obsession to have it. Dian.. tough women, good women. She's the only woman who deserves to be with you."

Mayu can only rub shoulders.

O Allah, forgive me for thinking badly of Hayu. Forgive me, O God.

"I hate my Daddy. Although I have done many things to forgive him but in fact the hatred remains the same. I still hate him until now. And Dian.he strengthened me. I need to be able to make peace with the situation. I can definitely slowly forgive my daddy."

I can't stand not getting into the stall. I quickly rushed into Hayu's embrace.

"I'm sorry mbak!", I said as I sobbed on Hayu's shoulder. Imah also chose to leave the stall, bringing Diaz who had been sleeping to be taken to the room.

"No Dian. I'm the one apologizing!"

We both sobbed. We crybaby? Ja. I also sat down beside Hayu.

"Yesterday, I can still advise you. To forgive Stevan. But, I don't know myself. Can I forgive your Daddy?!"

"What do you mean Di?Sorry, I mean dian", asked Hayu.

"Call dian is okay."

"yes. Alright."

"You know, ma'am, who's the girl your Daddy's cheating on?"

Hayu shook his head slowly.

"He's my mom. Mother who never expected my presence in her life. Your Daddy and my mom's love story didn't end after they were both married."

Hayu covered both of her hands in front of her mouth.

"I was just as surprised. The day you lost your mother, the same day I lost my mother and father."

Hayu and I both froze. In fact, our feelings are the same. Both became victims of the selfishness of our parents.

"I've been back to a psychiatrist. I'm almost crazy, Hayu."

Hayu looked at me with a pity look.

Fai looks like he still loves Dian very much. Apparently, their relationship was already that deep.

"But I will also seek to forgive Om Stevan. Oh, well, it's all over. With or apologizing to your Daddy, your mom and my parents won't be alive anymore right? But at least we can be more calm. Because we have no burdens, no grudges. It's just..we both need time!"

Hayu turned his gaze forward.

"We'll both try Dian?", asked Hayu.

I agree with a nod.

"We are more than friends, we are brothers?", I asked.

Hayu hugged me tightly, tightly.

"Thank you. Thank you for being my brother. Forgive me for how I feel about your husband. But really, I don't have the slightest intention of disturbing your household."

"Yes mbak. I have to apologize to you too."

We are back with some of our customers.

"Oh yes. Tomorrow the stall closes again. We're going to get married to Fai and Mika, right?"

"I don't think I should go with you."

"Why? We're friends, aren't we?"

"There's definitely mas damar and Daddy, right?"

"Yes.it seems so!"

"A few days ago, Damar and Daddy went to my contract."

"Huh? A timing? They're both going there?"

Hayu nodded.

"Then?"

"Daddy apologized."

Ah, I thought Stevan was making a move.

"Good dong!"

"Eitherway! But I don't think I need to attend Mika and Mas Fai's wedding."

"You want to avoid them?"

Hayu.

"The more you avoid, they won't be tired of coming your way!"

"But I'm afraid Di.I'm afraid of disappointment."

"I know, I'm just as disappointed as you are, right?"

"But about damar? I don't know Di. I feel so sick considering how he treated me first."

"Yes, I understand what your heartache is like."

"Enjoyed, then thrown away like trash!"

Astagfirullah.

"I'm lucky, the garbage picked up by the late mas Royan. Who accepted all my shortcomings. Unfortunately, he also can no longer take care of me!"

I re-coupled Hayu's shoulder.

"We're just living our destiny, right? I know, you understand better than me."

Hayu shook her head.

"I am the same. My understanding of our religion is still too shallow. Far from 'knowing'. My hijrah is not yet like the holy woman out there."

"Tap...tomorrow we go to the house mika right mbak?", I asked to make sure.

"God willing to."

We both back serve our kiosk customers.

Finally, all my accusations, misunderstandings, and prejudices have been answered today.