The Enchantment of the Former

Believe You

As usual, Shazna accompanied her father to take a walk around the house. The man who began to grow white hair was able to walk even though slowly. That morning, the nurse who accompanied the father permission to come late. Shazna who won the holiday did not mind.

After a while of walking, the two now sit next to each other in a wooden chair under a mango tree in the back of the house.

" How's Fattan , Na ? ", ask the father who is routinely asking about the news of his lover.

" Well, well, it's busy with activities there" Shazna said. A smile was engraved on the lips of the man who already looked wrinkled on his face.

" I hope you're getting married soon. Dad will calm down if someone takes the responsibility of dad towards you ", said Dad with a look of laughter. Shazna grabbed my father's hand and grasped it gently.

" Don't worry, when the time comes we will definitely get married. Dad don't have to think too much", the gentle woman said. Although honestly he is in trouble. He still has not activated his phone to listen to the explanation of the lover.

For a moment the woman was pensive. He felt he had to listen to Fattan's explanation. At least he does not judge without knowing what happened for sure.

" Well, Shazna go to the room first. There's something Shazna has to do. I want to be here, why come in?", asked Shazna to Dad who still enjoys his warm cup of tea.

" Dad still wants to be here. I can enter by myself. Don't worry" said the man who already looked vulnerable.

" Shazna enters Yah", said Shazna, who was nodding back by his father. Shazna stepped out of the backyard. Walked to his room. Up in the room the woman was headed to was a cell phone lying on the table dead.

Breathe for a moment and then breathe out slowly. Turn on his cell phone. And as he suspected when the flat object lit up. A series of incoming messages. Missed calls from Fattan I don't know how many times.

As he was opening the last message sent by Fattan. A video call was seen on his phone screen. And who else if not Fattan. The man who kept trying to contact him. It seemed like he had to hear Fattan's explanation immediately. Whether it is a lie or a truth. At least he gave the man a chance to explain.

" Dear", the sound of relief and the shady look was clearly visible on the face that now filled the screen of Shazna's phone. Shazna's gaze was fixed on the man, but no words had yet been spoken from his lips.

" I'm sorry ", said Fattan, who looked more deeply at her lover. There is a longing that is clearly drawn on the look of that face.

" I'm also sorry", said Shazna, who was still staring at the face she missed so much.

" I'm too childish" Shazna continued, which made Fattan shake her head but with a faint smile.

" No, you're not wrong I'm not able to keep your feelings" said Fattan while the two just kept looking at each other. Enjoying the longing that feels so stifling.

" On Dilla I'm sorry, I really don't know if he's fighting me" Fattan continued, Shazna nodded faintly.

" I believe you" Shazna replied with a faint smile. Fattan developed a big smile on her lips.

" As for Dilla, I did accompany her last night at the clinic. But I didn't feel like I was holding Dilla's hand at all. I don't know what kind of photo Dilla's men sent, but I already know the truth now" said Fattan hope the lover really trusts him.

" Dilla's sick?", that question came out of Shazna's lips.

" When it fell yesterday, I don't know what the real thing is. He claimed to be almost harassed, which made him scared and ran until he finally fell. But I accidentally heard him talking to someone", Fattan breathed heavily. The fact that his best friend's sister cheated on him was completely out of his mind.

" He fooled me ", continued Fattan, Shazna smiled, staring at the sour face that seemed to hold back the annoyance.

" You're not unconscious, are you, if she's putting her heart on you?", Shazna asked in a soft tone.

" I know, but from the beginning I never thought of her as more than a sister" replied Fattan, who felt she never overdone Dilla.

" A concern that you consider to be a form of caring for a sister. Makes him feel privileged. And maybe my presence in your life again. Makes him feel like he lost you. You have to set clear boundaries. Maybe for you it won't be a problem. But for him it's a heavy blow. He lost the figure of the man he might have thought of as his ", said Shazna who made the man who looked on the screen of his phone pensive.

" But I don't like the way he is, I have to answer to let him know" Fattan said. But the woman shook her head.

" No, don't make him hurt any more. Just put some distance between you. Talk carefully, be careful someone who is injured can make him do anything. Which can endanger himself as well as others" said Shazna . Fattan is so fascinated with women who have beauty not only on the face.

" You're too good dear" said Fattan with a face full of admiration. Shazna smiled broadly as she shook her head.

" It's not a good or bad thing. But as humans we can at least put ourselves. Maybe when we feel like him, we can do worse than him" Shazna continued.

Ah, it felt like the man was hugging the woman. He really can't even think like that.

" Aren't you jealous?", asked Fattan, who was a little disappointed that she didn't seem to imply jealousy.

" What should be?", Shazna returned the question with a smile. There was a disappointed look on Fattan's face.

" Although jealous of our partner, do not close our hearts and minds. Because it just makes us act stupid. Like I did this morning ", Shazna continued. He felt stupid for choosing to turn off the phone without first hearing the explanation of the lover.

The wide smile on Fattan's lips showed relief in the man's heart.

" I love you, darling ",

" I love you too, honey" the two smiled at each other. There is a longing that is getting more intoxicating. It really feels so heavy.