The Cost of Trust

Apologies(2)

"Well!", hayu paused his words. Damar looked up to see the face of the woman he once loved and destroyed.

"I forgive you doctor, but I'm sorry.I hope this is our first and last meeting!"

"Stevs! I-i know. Apologizing doesn't change anything . Can't treat your heartache, can't change your past!"

"Yes, that's you know!", again Hayu's voice was more clearly heard even though he did not show his face directly to look at the amber.

"Sorry, interrupt for a second. It's his drink, please !"

"Thank You!", said Damar. I also intended to leave them to sit on the sofa of the tv room.

"Mbak Dian, please accompany me!" said Hayu. I looked at Damar, damar nodding in agreement. I finally decided to sit next to Hayu.

"Is it okay if I hear your conversation?", I asked.

They both shakes.

"Stevs! Aziz said, is this your own status?", asked Damar.

"Yes. I am a widow!" said Hayu. The words 'self' sounded too far-fetched by this doctor in front of him.

"I'm sorry, I mean....!"

"I'm widowed. Royan is no more. The only man who can appreciate me. Assume I exist. Love me sincerely, accept my shortcomings. And willing to accept and pick up the trash of others with open hearts and hands!", Hayu's voice now shook violently. After twelve years he did not meet the man who had taken his own, now he was rediscovered with circumstances that have changed greatly.

I grabbed her shoulder, trying to strengthen her. I don't know for sure what their past was like. All I see right now is Hayu really feels like he's at his lowest point in life.

" Sorry me!", Damar is even more sorry. I saw the tears of the man gliding great. It seemed to me how sorry he was for what had happened back then.

"You've got it all, haven't you, Dr. Damar Prihandi Gunawan?", circus Hayu.

Damar was only able to look up at the tiny-lipped woman.

"Stev...! Please, give me a chance to fix everything!", Damar said again.

"It's all done, doctor. It's all over with your departure by then. Hearts. Feelings. Excuse me. Even the memory of you is dead!" hayu.

Oh God, I used to have a bad prejudice against him. Forgive me God, Stevi has tasted that bitter thing from her young age.

"I'll take responsibility for you!", said Damar loudly.

"Imresponsible? What responsibility will you give me? Can you give me back my son?", asked Hayu.

Damar stared at the girl.

"No. You don't have to take any responsibility on me!"

"So, you choose the Rifai who supports you every month?", asked Damar.

Hayu staring at me? The rifai? Wh who?

"Mbak, Mas Fai was the owner of the foundation where the late mas Royan taught. From the foundation, there is actually no policy as you might think. It was purely a Fai mas initiative. But.mas Fai does not know mbak Hayu. All he knew, he only gave his salary to the wife of the late mas Royan. That's it Mayu!"

So, the handsome guy I saw yesterday was...A kind person gave me his salary? Inner Hayu.

I saw Hayu speechless, was he thinking about Mas Fa'i? I asked myself.

"Stev.maybe... Royan is the one who can make you what you are now. He can be your guide, but I beg you. I want to make amends thirteen years ago Stevia?!", Damar pleaded.

"More than twelve years I've forgotten you doctor Damar!"

"Stevia...! I still love you, only love you. I've never been attracted to any woman up to this point. I was trying to legowo when I found out you were married. And from then on, I closed my heart to any woman!", Damar said solemnly.

Subhanallah, am I looking at the real drama in front of me? Mumamku himself.

"If it's over, I want to get back to work. Excuse me!", there was a remnant of crying on Hayu's face.

Hayu who was standing is now back sitting. Did Faiz hear word for word?

Faiz approached uminya. Damar looked at the handsome toddler approaching Hayu.

"immies? Umi cried again?", asked Faiz.

"No Faiz, that was meek!", Hayu gently rubbed the child's hair. The heart of the amber felt pinched with the sight before her. Stevia, she sincerely loved the child even though it was not her own flesh and blood.

"Umi, didn't Umi promise Faiz?", asked the boy.

Hayu nodded slowly while shedding her tears.

"If you remember the promise of Umi, why is umi still crying? Umi promised, if Umi will not cry again after Abi left?", asked Faiz again. Hayu is getting more and more confused. Faiz is the only one he has right now. Because of Faiz anyway, he lasted until this second.

Has Hayu really forgotten me? Love Royan that big??? Damar continues to monologue.

"Yes. Umi promise, will not cry anymore kok son!", said Hayu. I was so excited to see this view. Hayu's affection need not be doubted. I can't believe he has a dark past.

"What is it that makes me cry again?" asked Faiz again.

Hayu shook his head.

"Sorry, Dian, I'm back at the stall. Assalamualaikum!"

"Getishalam."

Hayu passed through the kitchen to the stall again.

"Umi, Faiz bobo in Auntie's room again huh?"

"yes son!"

Hayu was in the stall again. Aziz looked at the woman with a sad look. Aziz predicted, This will happen. It's not that easy that Hayu can forgive Damar.

Since the Heart has returned, Aziz returns home with Diaz.

"Dec!", call Aziz. I also approached Aziz mas who had just come from the back door.

"Your mother, my son!" said Aziz. Right now, maybe Diandra is forgetting her anger at me. But later ????

I went back to room & asked Diaz to sleep in my bed.

Aziz approached his friend. Pat the young doctor's shoulder.

"Get her sorry I failed Ziz! Moreover having to atone for sins in my past?", the voice of amber sounded desperate. Yesterday, the three of them could've been teasing each other, laughing. But at the moment? Damar is not like the damar from yesterday.

"Don't give up Dam. God willing, good intentions have a way."

"Is it worth the opportunity for me Ziz?", asked Damar in despair.

"Come on. It's not really Lo!"

"Gue envied Lo Ziz!", said Damar grudgingly.

"Lo don't know yet, what storm I've been through with Diandra! Next time I will tell you. Mending now Lo go home, Lo calm yourself Lo. Give her a chance to think."

"OKAY. I'm going home. Thank you, my friend, for helping me to honor my heart."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Yes, I'm home. Assalamualaikum!"

"Getishalam."