The Hurt

Uncome

The love that brought me back. It was ringing in my ears as he made his promise to me. Back then when we were together. “I promise, even though we separated but we will always be together someday. On the day I will be your husband his beautiful words, a promise he made so easy 2 years ago. I'm still waiting. Will remain silent here waiting for him to come back to me and keep his promise.

“woy la! you will wait for the Kejora who has obviously left you and made you already rich mad man waiting for him here?” said my friend, Natasha.

“iya Nat, I will keep waiting for him until he comes and keep his promise with me”

“But La, he's been telling and going nowhere. He never told you, did he?”

“aku know. But my heart told me he'd come back again I'm”

“you yes, already rich bego people who wait for public transportation but still hag ga dateng-dateng” he said touching me

Bego people. Since then, I have felt already rich bego people who wait for something but who are waiting do not want to come. Also Natasha's talk. Maybe he'll be gone forever and never come back to my life. Am I just going to wait for someone who doesn't leave and doesn't come back?. Until then I kept waiting.

“I wait for the Kejora who has left me. I will keep waiting for him. I don't know until when” I said in front of Natasya who was staring at the monitor screen to see the results of my work. Natasha is my best friend also ‘boss’ in office.

“yakin you la?”

“yakin ko, if not sure ga maybe I wait for him until now”

“but it does not show positive results. If he will come again to meet you here. The proof, he just didn't tell you”

“maybe another time. Never mind, I'm cape! My job is done. I want to go home nat, my body condition is not good”

“already, enough rest. Be careful on the road ya home”

Arriving at home. I think I'm getting fucked up. My face is getting pale, getting weaker.

“kamu why? pain again ?” say my kaka

“lemas ka, less break maybe”

“already, later I will make you food and warm drinks, you have not eaten, right?”

“iya ka, not yet”

“yawah, if so later if mato kaka wakein ya” said kaka kaka kaka who immediately left me in the room

I hugged the bolster and went to sleep. Enough for me to take a break to remove all the fatigue and burden that was on my mind.

“nih, hopefully you like kaka cuisine. Although it's not as good as mom's cooking. But tomorrow mom also comes home ko”

“iya ka, ga nothing ko. I definitely love kaka” cuisine

After reading do’a directly I eat my kaka cuisine. Accompanied by my kaka who was busy browsing using a computer in my room. Again fun chat with old friends. But all of a sudden I'm offending me about Kejora.

“what's Kejora 'tell you?”

“not yet ka”

“you still waiting for him?”

“still dong ka”

Kaka I shook his head, the smiles were even as disgusted.

Entering my third year waiting. Waiting for the Kejora that never comes. I never got word from him.

In the office I was like before. Silence while staring at the monitor screen, seeing my work a lot. I tried to do it even though it was hard.

Suddenly Natasha came to me.

“nih drink first, let's not cape so much” he said while giving me a bottle of isotonic drinks

“thanks nat”

“still no news?”

“iya nat. Is he just giving me a false promise?”

“maybe La, patience ya”

I just nodded, did not answer and ignored his words. As usual, I did my job and after I finished doing all my work I went straight home.

When I arrived home I was surprised. I saw the figure of Kejora coming and he was waiting for me outside the house. I ran up to him, hugged him tightly.

“where are you? I miss you here. Why don't you give me the news?”

“sorry, I'm worrying you. I live in Australia, I work there. I don't mean to worry you about la”

“but why didn't you send me an email? Are you busy so you don't tell me?”

“iya la, I'm busy. But I'm not here long either. I'm just gonna give you this”

I saw an invitation card he was holding and gave it to me. No hurry! It's unbelievable! It's his wedding invitation.

“what do you mean? Makes me wait 3 years. Butwhat? Are you going to marry another woman? Have you forgotten the promise you made? Forgot it? Haaa!!” I said while crying, I could not control my emotions

“not what I mean to hurt you. I remember everything, I promise you. But this is all because of my parents La”.

“alibiiiiiiiiii. I don't want to hear everything. I don't want to see you” again

“just hate me La, if it makes you a little calmer”

“ah already! Enough's enough! Get you out of here! I don't want to see your face again!”

“oke! I'll go, but let me hug you for the last”

Kejora immediately hugged me and said “I love you La, I love you!”

I can't hold back tears. Tears of sadness that broke in my face and did not stop. I let go of that hug I didn't want to take off. The cruelty left me.

“Bad kejora! I hate him! I don't want to know him anymore”

Now I realize. I waited for years for a love that never came. Although he came, but he only hurt my heart, leaving a deep wound. He's not for me!!!

I was incessantly crying. Withstood my heartache. A heart wound that I might find hard to heal.