The Journey and Destiny of Love

Chapter 12 - Finished

Time and again Rio's video call ignored him. Since last night after being escorted home, Hadi's thoughts and feelings become unbecoming. His heart needs time to forgive all the unkind prejudices against the man who has occupied the recesses of his heart. But his annoyance and curiosity made him even more curious. In the chaos of his mind his fingers slowly browse the instagram page and Facebook looking for the name of someone who bothers his heart. Luna.

After the name entered the search field, a row of similar names appeared, but his eyes widened when capturing a photo profile that looks so friendly. In that frame not only was Luna alone but with Rio, the man she had been waiting for all this time. Anindita's hand trembled, her tears flowed more and more, all this time what was considered okay was not. They fooled his trust.

Indeed, in social media has Rio never appeared togetherness with the woman who is only two. Sometimes there are photos uploaded must be with some other friends. But it turns out that their togetherness is so intimate, so many photos uploaded by the woman in her social media. Anindita does not want to add friends or follow the account. By not being friends, a truth is revealed. Maybe the woman wouldn't think that Anin would find out that far.

“Anin, you why?” A message from Rio was received, after many times his call was ignored.

“Give me time to calm down, don't bother me these few days, I'm having trouble.” Anindita asked him without explaining what he knew.

“Ok beautiful, if you are ready to tell a story, tell a story, I am ready to be your loyal listener.” Rio replied without realizing that Anin already knew something about him.

No more messages were sent from him for the man. His chest felt tight, tears would not stop flowing until he finally fell asleep because he was tired. One day, two days, and now the third day after he asked for time to win himself. And during those three days, Rio really did not contact her.

The girl was thinking carefully, flipping and weighing. His focus is now on the future and his mother who will soon start a new life in her hometown. The plan is next week Anindita will take her mother home to start her new life there. For him it is too valuable if the thoughts and feelings are made chaotic by men who until now have not given certainty of the future. His days in undergoing work become chaotic and have an impact on his performance.

That afternoon with all her heart and feelings finally the sentence she had planned for days was sent to the man she still loved.

“Rio, I'm sorry, you gave me the freedom to wait or give up, and today I have decided to live my own life. Well there hopefully you get someone who is worth and equal so it deserves to be side by side with you. ” The message was sent, but there was no reply at all.

Maybe he never thought it was important. A day, two days, until that week was almost over there was no reply from Rio. The media has no signs of life. On the third day, Anindita tried to make a video call but Rio's number was always out of reach. He decided to burn the bridge. He changed his phone number to a new one, cut off friends in social media networks with him and changed the account rules to private. There was no longer any gap for his heart to return.

In the horror of his soul, he only told the woman he loved. His mother convinced him to always be strong, and believed that a soul mate in the hands of God.

“If he is your match, no matter how difficult your path will definitely be reunited, but if not even though you have been dating for a long time there will be a way to end it.” That was the last sentence that his mother said before Anindita finally fell asleep waiting for the anticipated Sunday.

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This week is the last week Ms Wanti is working at Faisal's family's place. Anindita is neat with her casual style. His sadness had diminished a little after a long story with his mother. He stepped with a heart that had been coated with the belief that his life and the future of his mother was far more important than all the problems of his love. That woman was one of the reasons so that she finally survived and reached a higher career point. His life was too precious just to weep and lament a betrayal.

That day it was time to take Bu Wanti back to his hometown. After some time saving, Anin was finally able to renovate the house that Winah left in the village. Although some of the renovation costs still owe to his place of work, but his heart was quite satisfied when the contractors he ordered gave the final images of their new home. A minimalist house with red brick walls and a small kiosk for his mother to sell later.

Not long ago the online transportation that Anin boarded had arrived at Faisal's residence. The girl asked the online tranpsortasi driver to wait in front of the gate of the magnificent palace. Several times Anin scowled the bell until finally a middle-aged man opened the gate.

“Sorry sir, Wind ma'am means there is?” ask her kindly, before the man asks.

“There is Mbak, let's go in, with whom?” ask her politely while bowing.

“I Anindita, would like to pick up Mrs Wanti Pak.” Anindita replied as she followed the man towards the terrace.

"Please sit down Mba, I go in first call mom,” he said.

“Thank you sir,” politely Anindita replied while landing her body on a shiny rattan chair.

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The door opened, Anin suddenly stood up and looked at the door, hoping her mother would show up. But the assumption was wrong, which appeared turned out to be a familiar man. Faisal smiled with a sigh and approached him. His clothes look very neat.

“Anin let's go in, Miss Wanti is still sorting out.” With sparkling eyes, Faisal invited the girl he liked in silence into his house.

“But Bang, where did you go?” Anindita looked at the whereabouts of the old man earlier.

“Mang Omon equals his wife?” anindita's hanging sentence was immediately cut by Faisal.

“Those who will replace Bu Wanti work here,” he said.

“Who came Nak?” there was the sound of Bu Windarti breaking up their conversation from upstairs.

“Calon Maid Mom!” Faisal's voice was loud when he threw a sofa cushion from the girl who had just sat in front of him.

Faisal only chuckled, looking at Anin who looked uncomfortable with his words. Not how long Miss Windarti went down the stairs with neat clothes as well. Anin hurried to her feet and approached the woman who had given way to a new life for her and her mother.

“Mother how are you?” Anindita first greeted and kissed Miss Windarti's hand.

“Good Nin, ” replied Bu Windarti smiling as he stared fixedly at the girl in front of him.

“Sal, is this really the future mother?” His words this time were aimed at Faisal, glancing at him.

“Iya Ma'am,” with ease the man replied.

Anin glared at her, but before she put out a sentence of defense, a middle-aged woman and Mang Omon appeared from behind with the woman she so longed for. At first glance it was clear that a twinkle of happiness emanated from the woman he had always been proud of.

“Mother!” Anindita hugged the woman who held a small bag in her hand. Mang Omon put two large backpacks he had taped next to the sofa, while the other woman carried a tray of warm sweet tea for her guests. There was no long sentence that the two people were talking about, hugs and flowing tears were an outpouring of longing and happiness that could not be expressed through words.

“Please drink the tea Mbak,” the voice of women who still hold the tray disperse their novelty.

“Iya thanks Mom, Mom instead my mom is here?” anindita asked with a smile towards the woman as her hand held her mother's arm.

“Iya Mbak, my name is Tati.” He said with a smile.

“Mbak Anin beautiful, it's worth it that Mas Faisal likes.” Said Tati innocently.

“hah?” Anin was confused as to what to respond to, she glanced towards Faisal asking for an answer, while the man just smiled nosily looking at his confused face.

“Come, later in the afternoon,” Faisal immediately stood up while taking the car keys from the table and ignored the curious highlight of the girl in front of him.

“Bang Faisal where to go?” ask Anin spontaneously.

“Nganterin you are the same mother, come Mah.” Faisal glanced at Bu Windarti who was just shaking his head.

“Anin already misses Go Car Bang,” Anin half yells because Faisal has walked away on his back.

“Entar Brother told me to go home Brother Go his Car.” He replied as he continued walking without looking back.

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