The Journey of Love Hara
Forced to Release 1
...In Hara's room...
Ever since her conversation with her father, Hara still continued to cry. He regretted his inability to do anything to maintain his relationship with Mario. Feeling too weak, he had to let go of the man he loved so much. Forcibly releasing it, and giving it to a woman, who was none other than her own brother.
His eyes are still fixed on a photo displayed in a figura placed on the sideboard. Look with a handsome face of his lover, who in a few weeks will be treading a new life with his own brother.
In the photo, it is clear that Hara and Mario are laughing happily, as if they will never experience this painful event. The cold air from the outside seemed to penetrate into Hara's heart, making him frozen so that he could not feel the warmth he had always felt.
That night, messages from Mario kept coming. As if feeling the pain felt by his lover, Mario keeps trying to contact Hara.
...On the other hand, at Mario's house...
...21.15...
Mario is still sitting in his garden while trying to contact his girlfriend. But unfortunately, since this problem occurred, his relationship with Hara can still be said to be a couple or not.
The cold air that night seemed to faithfully accompany Mario who was sitting alone. From the direction of the middle room, Marissa still continued to look at her son who had been cold for some time, as if she had no hope of continuing her life. The pain is not only felt by Hara and Mario, as well as felt by their parents who continue to see their children show a change in attitude.
"Arnold, please bring this hot coffee to your brother. Mama does not have the heart if you have to constantly see your frustrated sister so," said the mother while giving a cup of hot coffee to Arnold, her second child. Dutifully, Arnold brought her a cup of coffee for her brother, hot chocolate for her, and some snacks with a tray, walking over to the pensive older brother alone.
"Broth" he told his brother, giving him the hot cup of coffee, which was greeted by Mario. After receiving the coffee, Mario's eyes are still fixed on his phone screen, sending messages in succession, trying to call, hoping there will be an answer from the woman he loves so much.
"Waiting for a reply from Hara?" arnold asked trying to open a conversation between them.
"Gue is confused, No. According to you, if the load is in this situation what should I do?" said Mario with his blank gaze while sipping hot coffee.
...Bbbbbrrrrrppppphhhh!!!!...
Instantly a burst of hot coffee came out of Mario's mouth, sticking out his tongue and looking vexedly at his sister. Seeing Mario's reaction, Arnold chuckles endlessly.
"You're happy to see my tongue melting?" mario said sharply to his sister who was still trying to control her laughter while holding her stomach.
"Eat him, Brother, if you want to drink it checked first, still hot or not. In part I really love it hot coffee, Brother who is not patient people," he said in response to Mario's hilarious behavior. In fact, the laughter did not last long, because Mario continued to remember the situation that was being experienced. Seeing the brother's reaction, Arnold could only sit, accompany and listen in case the brother wanted to tell a story.
"No, back to my question. According to you in this situation, what should I do?" ask Mario who with serious tone to his sister.
"Honestly, at the time of the incident I did not see directly, and did not hear directly what papa and om Herdian said. But if in the position of Brother, I will be confused," he said in a serious tone to Mario. Frustrated by Arnold's response, Mario ruffled his hair.
"Gue also knows that you will also be confused, No. I mean, don't you have any ideas for this?" continued Mario.
"Gue doesn't think there is, Brother. Either way, I think there is no other way, other than following this matchmaking, most likely if we can replace the bride, from Kak Virginia to Hara. But I don't think that's gonna happen. Therefore, Brother, you are still betrothed to Virginia," said Arnold at length, trying to give understanding to the brother. Silence was again present between Mario and Arnold.
...23.05...
...Ttrimin!!!...
Mario's voice indicates there is a message. Mario saw whose message came this late. A name he longs for so much, a name he always looks for, and the name he always waits to reply to his message, Hara. Instantly Mario stood up from the chair he was sitting in and made Arnold surprised.
...Roomchat:...
...💜Sweetheart💜...
23.05
"Mario, sorry. After that, I stayed away from you. If there is a free wakru, tomorrow at lunchtime can we meet at an ordinary cafe? There are things we should talk about in person."
^^^23.06^^^
^^^"Can. Can, honey. Whenever you ask me to come, I will come. Thanks, Ra you still want to give us a chance."^^^
23.07
"I'm sorry I'm so late to realize this, Mario. I'll see you tomorrow afternoon. Good night, sweety. Love you 💜"
^^^23.07^^^
^^^"Good night to, my love 🤗"^^
Mario immediately brought his coffee cup and walked into his room. Seeing the reaction of his brother who was so excited, without asking, Arnold already knew who the person who was able to restore Mario's smile.
...On the other hand, in Hara's room...
After sending his message to Mario, his tears fell freely back down his cheeks. The tightness in his chest increasingly made his chest hurt. Tonight's song sounds like it really understands the situation, a song belonging to one of the Indonesian musicians sounded
...Now I have to go...
...Although it's painful, I have to go...
...I want you to live happily with him...
...Dubagia...
...My prayers are with you...
The song accompanies Hara with her cries that continue to whack, without her being able to prevent it from returning. Pain, tightness, disappointment, all those feelings stirred into one.
Hara curled her body on her bed while tightly hugging the photo in the figura she displayed on the sideboard. Hugging tightly, as if unwilling to let go and not ready if at any time he had to release and give the photo to the actual owner.
...In fact, after so much time that he wasted in silence and running away from this problem was not able to make him to easily release the figure of the man he loved so much. The figure of a man who was forcibly snatched from his grasp....
...'If time can repeat itself, maybe I'd rather just spend a lot of time left with you, Mario'...
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