The Door of the Heart of Amira

Chapter 35 The Ex-Lover

“I have no lover Mir, since almost 3 years ago.”

"Amira's stunned. Is that, when he was with Kak Digo?" his mind hurts a little.

Why?” inner Amira

“I used to have a boyfriend, he's a good guy, we dated since 1st grade High School. Incidentally we studied in the same school, just different classes. At that time she was in 3rd grade while I was in 1st grade High School.” Nisa started telling stories.

“Our relationship went well, he loved me so much, until he graduated from school he still often met me, picked me up, took the road, well like people dating. But during our 3-year relationship, I was betrothed to my mother's chosen man."

Then?” ask Amira

"I decided to have a relationship with him without my girlfriend knowing. I thought this was just following my mother's request. But who would have thought that man fell for me. Once I was with him, because my mother told me to go with him.

But maybe that day was a bad fate for me, my lover saw us and then he thought I was cheating on him.” Nisa fell silent and shed tears.

Amira gives the tissue she brought to Nisa.

“You misunderstood?” amira asked with a heart no longer fixed.

“Some days I explained the true events to him, but he still could not accept it. He said he was hurt. It's my fault, if I told you everything at the beginning of my meeting it's possible he wouldn't be this angry, at least he knows what I did,” explained Nisa

“Then you guys broke up?” ask Amira.

“Yes, we finally decided to go our own way, and I tried to open my heart to this man. He's an equally good guy, and after I graduated college, I went abroad to continue my studies, but it's only been a year since I came back here, to Indonesia,”.

“Why?” ask Amira

“I take a leave, I miss Indonesia, and I miss him,” replied Nisa with eyes glaring far ahead.

“Dia?” amira asked, scrunched her forehead.

Nisa turned her head towards Amira for a moment, then her gaze looked forward again.

“I miss him, he who I think has become my past, but still wrapped neatly in my memory, he was named Handigo Prasetya,” Nisa said restrained, then shed her tears.

Amira was shocked, like there was lightning striking her heart right then and there.

“So right, he is Kak Digo's ex-lover, his inner” is shrivelled.

Suddenly I feel like crying.

Why does it hurt?” ask him to yourself.

Amira bowed, trying to control her expression so that Nisa did not know that she knew Digo.

He looked at the face of Nisa who was staring blankly ahead. There was a face full of regret and sadness that surrounded him.

“You still love him?” ask Amira carefully.

Nisa nodded. “After parting with him I realized, it turns out that he is the owner of the highest throne in my heart. Everything I did with Kevin, it didn't change anything. My heart and mind always go back to Digo. I'm so sorry, let go of the person who has almost my whole, my whole soul.”

Hearing that Amira just fell silent. He could no longer even describe what he was feeling right now. His heart seemed to explode. He feels like he wants to see Digo right now, but for what?

I don't know who he knows his heart hurts right now, and he doesn't know who to be mad at. But seeing Nisa's tears, her anger suddenly disappeared changed with pity.

“Nis, then the man named kevin it-how?” ask Amira.

“She's still faithfully contacting me, maybe in some time she'll be here to see me. I don't know, he still has a lot of deadlines to do there,” replied Nisa.

“Then, if the reason you are your ex-lover, have you met him?” amira asked with a trembling heart. It seems his voice is also shaking.

Nisa shakes. “I didn't have the courage to meet her Mir, the last time I called her when I was in Singapore, she didn't return my message.”

“About 2 months ago,” replied Nisa.

Amira thought for a moment. Two months ago, was it in a city park?

“I shouldn't expect anything, but my sense of longing is too great. I don't even know how many tears I shed to cry over my regrets,” said nisa sad with tears that kept falling.

“What if there is a chance to meet him, you want to meet?” ask Amira

Nisa nodded. “There is nothing I want more than to meet him Mir.”

“Yes God what does this mean? Do I have to get hurt one more time?”inner Amira miris.

Wasn't there enough of a wound he had from Riko's love all this time? Why is that wound re-offered by Digo's past?

Suddenly Amira's phone rang. Call in from her mother. Amira picked up the phone.

“Halo mah.”

“Where are you mi?”

“I'm the same my mom, she happens to be treated at this hospital, so I nemenin her first, mama klo want to go home is okay first aja.”

“Oh so, yes mama already want to go home this, yes already that mama go home first yes Mi, you do not kesorean go home yes."

“Iya mah, be careful on the road yes,” said Amira ended the phone.

Nisa turned to look towards Amira. “Mir, if you want to go home is okay, soon my parents also come,” said Nisa felt bad.

“Nnothing kok Nis, my mama must also go home with another family, narrow car hehe,” replied Amira quibbled.

“Oh so, btw makasi yes Mir you already want to be my listener,” said Nisa with a smile.

“sama-sama Nis, I could be someone you trust,” replied Amira.

“Maybe because I initially assumed you were my twin times yes, so I am comfortable and trust you for this story all,” said Nisa again.

Hearing that Amira smiled. She was ashamed of herself for putting hate on the good girl next to her, just because she didn't like her face to look like Digo's ex-boyfriend.

“I asked for your phone number dong Mir, make a hehe chat meeting," said Nisa.

“Bby Nis, here I am the save,” says Amira.

Nisa gives her phone to Amira. When I opened the phone, Amira was surprised to see the phone's wallpaper was a photo of Digo with Nisa while wearing white gray clothes.

Digo embraces Nisa lovingly, while Nisa smiles happily.

Amira entered her phone number with a vibrating hand and returned the phone back to Nisa.

“Thank you yes Mir,” said Nisa cheerfully.

“Sama-sama,” replied Amira with a forced smile.

The nurse who was taking care of Nisa had come to take Nisa to the ward.

“Mir, I'm back in the ward yes, you come home gih, later kesorean,” said Nisa.

“Iya I will go home again, you are healing yes,” said Amira as she waved her hand.

I can't believe I'm too familiar with Luka,” Amira said to herself.