The Lost Half of the Heart

SHYH 49 | Flavors That Left Behind

This time Briyan's mind was only fixed on Nara. Even he was ready to rest at his wife's feet to ask for forgiveness for what he had done all along. And arriving at the destination, Briyan headed to a district in the southern part of the city of Jogja. According to current information Nara is in the Gunung Kidul area.

"Gunungkidul" Briyan murmured as she read a message from Husna.

"The mountain is broad. Then I'll look next to where. Why Husna did not tell us exactly where the address was. Just be careful if that woman isn't Nara! I'll break up our partnership!"

Briyan tries to find information about Nara's address. Even some people have been spread to find the existence of Nara who is currently in Gunung Kidul.

Finding one woman is not easy. It took two days to find Nara's current position. And after getting the full address Briyan did not waste any more time. He immediately slid to the southern coast of the city of Jogja, because Nara is currently in that place.

To get to the destination, Briyan chose an alternative way to quickly arrive. Moreover, this road is still new which feels still smooth like a toll road.

The southern causeway connecting from west Java to east Java has been opened. Along the way will be suguhi with arid limestone mountains and beaches that stretch widely along the way.

Arriving at a residential area, Briyan immediately asked the village in accordance with the address he was referring to. They think that Briyan is a tourist who wants to find an inn on the beach.

"Mas, if you want to find lodging here there is still an empty one," said someone he asked.

"Sorry sir, I'm looking for someone at that address" he replied.

"Oh sorry, I don't know. Then Mas just straight continue, later on the edge of the road there is a board that says the name of Indrayanti beach."

Briyan nodded slowly, then re-applied her car. Several calls came in from her mother she ignored. Maybe now his mother already knows is looking for Nara in the city of Jogja.

"If it's true that this is all my mother and papa's plan, I won't forgive them and I'll take Nara away from them."

Tired of it is certain, but Briyan tried hard to get to the destination to meet with Nara.

Unlike Briyan who is impatient to meet with Nara, her parents are very panicked by the news that Briyan is heading to Nara's hideout. Both of her parents have just arrived in Jakarta.

It's too late, because soon Briyan will actually find Nara. I don't know where Briyan knows where Nara is. In fact, at that time Nuri had said that Nara had gone to Germany and Briyan believed her.

"Mas, how is this?" panic Nuri's.

Great can do nothing. He resigned. Maybe that's what fate says. Wherever you go, you will be found.

"Of course, it may have been God's decree for both of them. Perhaps that way, Nara will not dissolve in her sadness anymore."

"That's possible. Hopefully, Riyan regretted his actions and did not waste Nara again.

At this time Agung and Nuri had also managed to bring Mey home with them, even though it was full of drama to tame Mey who was still angry with Agung.

However, just as they were about to enter the house, they were startled by someone opening the door.

A woman who was two-bodied without a hijab wrapping her head. A little surprised, but the tension soon melts when Mey who is behind them recognizes the woman.

"Zulfa," he said in surprise.

Zulfa was flabbergasted when he saw who was calling him. "Mey," he murmured.

Agung and Nuri were just sitting around each other when they saw the two women hugging each other, as if they knew each other.

"Mey, do you know him?" ask Nuri curious.

"Ah, sorry Auntie, I'm Fisya's friend" said Zulfa, who felt bad for her parents.

Not wanting to let the host continue to stand in front of the house, Zulfa immediately told them to enter.

Arriving inside Zulfa explains that Fisya had invited him to stay for a few days before Zulfa found a new place to live.

"Oh, there's Fisya. Yeah, you were the same Mey, yeah. Auntie is going to rest. Tired."

"Yes Aunt."

Mey who thought Zulfa was his wife Briyan felt very happy. Because when he was abroad, Briyan often made video calls by showing Zulfa who was still his lover.

"I really don't think if it turns out that the seeds of Riyan top cer also yes. You have just been married for two months and look at the moment your stomach is protruding" Mey said.

Zulfa can only swallow the saliva. How to explain to Mey if it turns out that she is not married and the father of her child is not Briyan.

"Mey, actually ...."

"That's it, don't be ashamed. What matters is that you are married now. Uh, said you left the house? Wh why? Or ... Riyan was just looking for an excuse not to see me? You kid asked to grind!"

Zulfa feels bad because Mey thinks she is Briyan's wife.

"Mey .. You misunderstood. I'm not Riyan's wife."

Mey directly linked the two originals. He was amazed by Zulfa's confession. "What do you mean?"

"I'm not Riyan's wife, Mey. Riyan married another woman and it was my fault" Zulfa said.

In that instant Zulfa immediately told him what had really happened without the slightest cover-up, because Zulfa did not want to make himself feel more guilty.

"Geez, Zulfa! You are so late! How could you do that to your own cousin?"

"I'm sorry, Mey. At that time I was really being cursed by his love of Alqan."

"I'm disappointed in you, Zul. Very disappointed! I want to rest first. Later we connect again," concluded Mey who then passed leaving Zulfa alone in the living room.

Now no one cares about him anymore. It's free if he survives, in fact everyone ignores him.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I gotta get out of here. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to be honest with Riyan. Thank you also because you are the only person who is sincere to me, but sorry, I have to go."

Zulfa wrote those words on the white paper, so that when Fisya returned he was not surprised.

Without saying goodbye to the owner of the house, Zulfa quietly left. In addition to feeling bad, Zulfa was also tired of fighting. There is no place for him to take shelter, because everyone will only consider himself to be trash.

The taste that once existed has also disappeared. Everything just disappeared carried away. A heart that was once wounded will never be able to receive it back, even though half of the heart is still stored in the heart.

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...TBC...