The Heart I Choose

Episodes 2.15

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I left this two-story green house. Many memories will always remain in my mind. The bad will always be a lesson. Trying to organize the heart even though the pain is always haunting.

I chose Mas Wandi among many men to choose from. His handsome face, steady job and complete family made the main reason for my time. Who would have thought I was the wrong choice, when Mas Wandi only considers me an item that only deserves to be obtained but not to be maintained.

There's satisfaction for him, being able to play a woman's feelings, getting then dumping. Now he feels challenged to be able to bring me back to his life. It is so easy to apologize for repeated mistakes. Sometimes there is a feeling of wanting to forgive him again, so that I can come back. But, my pain always says, 'Let the dream be just a dream, no more heartache.'

Tiinn....

"The way is less to the middle, Ma'am!"

"Gee....Sorry, Sorry, Sorry!!" say me.

A biker repeatedly clasped and shouted at me. The loud sound of her horn returned me to the real world. Unknowingly, I was walking in the middle of the street. A long daydream about him has brought me to the end of this alley.

I'm waiting for the red public transport that'll take you to the oplet stop to Dad's house. Twice riding the oplet headed here without having time to drink and lots of tears made my eyes slightly twitched.

I approached the stall on the side of the road, bought cold bottled water to replace lost body fluids, as they were lost through crying and sweating during the trip. I looked at the red oplet that stopped, offered his services, only a bench was left at the end of the door, with the current situation I was afraid to turn and fall, so I better wait for the next oplet.

"Not thank you, grateful we're still willing to accept you, make you the daughter-in-law of our family. You're gonna regret Mia?!!"

The cry of Kak Yuni and Mama was earthy, as I walked towards the exit. Will they make me regret, let Dika stay there? Do I regret not forgiving Mas Wandi and still not wanting to return to him?

Thiins... Tinn ... Tiinn

What is this horn sound? why do my daydreams always have to be cut off because of the horn.

"Hey, if you want to daydream it at home, Mommy?"

I heard a laughing voice from inside the car that had been parked right in front of me. The car glass that had come down revealed the smiling face of Tian and the wry face of Wulan. 'Why do I have to meet again?' revile me.

"Where do I see you here?" I asked Tian. I was still standing facing them.

I just remembered now, Tian house is only five kilometers from Mama's house. Every Tian had to go to the center of the city he would pass through this road. So naturally we met a few feet at the end of this alley. Not that Tian is my soul mate. I smiled at my silly thoughts.

"Now even a smile. Come on up, let me drive you home!"

Suddenly Tian was already standing beside me.

"Eh...Ng_not...I can go home by myself.this is again waiting for the red oplet..."

"I'm going there. This is my car still fit! Let's go up."

"Truly deh....No need for Tian. I'm going home by myself."

"Already Tian...Why is forced. If he wants to go home by himself, yes, yes. Come on Tian, I'm hungry." Wulan's face looked dislikeful and she was annoyed by me.

"Yes, said Wulan. You go first. I went home first yeah.it's the oplet already passed."

I move my hand in front of the passing oplet, trying to stop it. But the oplet didn't stop. Each seat is filled with passengers. I breathe heavily. Nowadays, it is rare for an oplet to operate. There is only one or two, even though there are many seats filled because the alley of Mama's house is in the middle of the downtown street. The oplet had already begun to fill its passengers at the end of a large road.

"Until what time will you be standing here? It's raining soon. Get in the car. Tian's voice sounded heavy. I saw his expression. It seemed like Tian did not want to be rebutted at this moment.

I'm so confused. Must obey Tian's words or not. While in the car Wulan's expression looked annoyed.

Seriate....

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