The Love of the Former

DCSM chapter 31

I tried to close these eyes. But still I never could, I got a clock hanging on the wall of the room. Time has shown two o'clock in the morning.

I sat myself in the bed. Luckily, I occupied the guest room alone. Rini's mother kind of made room for me to reflect.

Just then, when I had finished changing clothes and started to break down my body. I sent a message to the two men who messed up my mind tonight.

In fact, the two immediately replied to your message as if they were indeed waiting for it.

I turned back on the phone I put in the headquarters. I reopened all of their messages. I tried again to ask my own heart. What and who I really want. But I didn't get the answer until this moment. Even if asked if I have a love? and to whom is love anchored?. Not knowing is the answer that will come out of my mouth.

Ting

A notification entered the phone that I still hold. A little surprised, but I soon managed to control myself.

"Not sleeping yet? who's the same chat?"

It was the Imam who sent me a message. I smiled, but he was still like that. Never changed, always thought I was surfing in cyberspace with other people. Even so I never get angry. I consider her actions part of her concern for me.

"Somewhat could sleep. I just checked the message who knows someone is going through. Why aren't you sleeping?"

"Sama, I can't sleep either. It's upset to close your eyes." The reply made me slightly frown.

"When I close my eyes and try to sleep. I hate what I see when my eyes are closed." I was still silent, trying to guess what the Imam meant in the message he sent.

"When my eyes are closed, I will see your reflection with him, yank. And it makes me want to be angry but unable. I know, my presence by your side is only as a complement when he is not at your side. I am present as the part that fills the void and will go back when the owner comes to take it back. You know yank? how I suppressed my own feelings earlier when I saw you interacting with her. I want to feel angry but I can't do it, right?"

I was still silent, what the Imam said was the truth. I can't give you any certainty where my heart will dock. Both mean the same to me. I was never able to let go of my past, his name was still in the deepest session of my heart. But to continue to hang the feelings of the Imam for too long I could not bear.

"Yank, get some sleep. It's almost morning!!, if you don't sleep now then tomorrow you'll be distracted at work. Force to close your eyes for a moment."

"You're sleeping too, right after this?"

"Sure, I'll try to close my eyes and just bring your shadow there. Sleep on!! I love you." Sneakily.

"I know, good night to you too." But I never sent him that message. I don't want to give you hope without being able to confirm the truth.

I put my phone back on top of the drugs. I brought back this tired body. Believe me, my heart and my feelings are very tired.

I looked up at the ceiling, hoping I could fall asleep and forget what happened today.

"What is love?"