The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapters 126. Find you
Chapters 126. Find you
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Well you only need the light when it isâing low
(So you only need light when he dims)
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
(Just miss the sun when it dims)
Only know you love her when you let her go
(Just know you love her when you let her go)
Only know youâve been high when youâre feeling low
(Just know that you're high when you feel low)
Only hate the road when youâre missing home
(Just hate the road when you miss home)
Only know you love her when you let her go
(Just know you love her when you let her go)
And you let her go
(And you let him go)
Staring at the bottom of your glass
(Look under your glass)
Hoping one day youâll make a dream last
(Hope one day you make a dream last)
But dreams come slow and they go so fast
(But dreams come slow and they come too fast)
You see her when you close your eyes
(You see it when you close your eyes)
Maybe one day youâll understand why
(Maybe you'll understand why later)
Everything you touch surely dies
(Everything you touch is dead)
Well you only need the light when it isâing low
(So you only need light when he dims)
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
(Just miss the sun when it dims)
Only know you love her when you let her go
(Just know you love her when you let her go)
Only know youâve been high when youâre feeling low
(Just know that you're high when you feel low)
Only hate the road when youâre missing home
(Just hate the road when you miss home)
Only know you love her when you let her go
(Just know you love her when you let her go)
Staring at the ceiling in the dark
(Gaze at the ceiling in the dark)
Same old empty feeling in your heart
(A feeling in your heart)
Cause love comes slow and it goes so fast
(Because love comes slowly and it goes quickly)
Well you see her when you fall asleep
(So you saw it while you were asleep)
Never to touch and never to keep
(But never touch and never take care of it)
Cause you loved her too much and you dived too deep
(Because you love her too much and you dive too deep)
( Passenger ~ Let Her Go)
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At the same time, Dhira's ex-husband was sitting quietly between his father and his mother. What makes it different is that Abhimanyu and Dhira are with him.
"Congratulations nduk. Mother is happy!" Bu Novi said with sincerity. Although it sounds strange, because his former in-laws say congratulations to Dhira.
Abhimanyu continued to hold Dhira's hand as long as they chatted. Mr. Joko also continued to develop a smile, as they spoke.
"Thank you Bun, Thank you Dad!" Dhira still calls her former in-laws the same name. Abhimanyu now knows, the face of people who had argued with Bu Kartika the other day.
The real definition of the word move on, it is already real he did. He no longer felt his feelings for Indra. Indra had truly become someone else for Dhira.
Abhimanyu was also calm and invisible baper, acting ngalem or his countrymen. He is a grown man who plays with his feelings.
There is pain in Indra's heart. Blatantly, both of his parents congratulated the woman who had given him a son. The woman he once wasted.
He knew the value of Dhira, when she was no longer his. But, life must go on. And to let his ex-wife be happy, he felt it was the right thing he could do.
And now, he knew how much loss was painful. He knew his regrets were useless. Dhira looks much happier now.
Indra did not say a word. Only occasionally smiled, as Abhimanyu joked with his parents. When he was busy scanning the surroundings of the building, he again looked like Anggi among the servants there.
Anggi, Indra's inner speaking.
Not wanting to lose track for the second time, he excused himself from among the four people who were still late in the small talk but comforted it.
"I'd like to see a friend first, you guys go on!" Indra is now more able to act professionally.
The four humans at the table nodded compactly.
While hiding his gaze, the thick eyebrows that were also tied to Indra's forehead focused on following a woman dressed as a waitress. His eyes narrowed to avoid losing track of Anggi.
He occasionally apologized to the person he accidentally hit, for being in a hurry.
"Sorry, my Master, not intentionally"
"Excuse me!"
"Sorry!!"
And there are many other words, which he blurted out due to his hunting attitude in pursuing Anggi. And he was pretty sure it was Anggi. But why the woman he had been looking for a long time could be in this place, it seems Indra had to dig deeper information.
He went down the corridor to the end of the white wall. He saw Anggi wiping the sweat on his forehead, while sitting in the long chair where the employees rest. There are only a few Anggi friends who are busy taking drinks to distribute to guests.
It goes fast. Anggi was unaware of Indra's arrival because he was busy massaging her achy calves. For sure. The woman obviously worked hard tonight.
And once in front of Anggi Indra immediately sat down, in line with the woman who had often disturbed his mind. Make Anggi surprised.
"Master??"
"You're in.. here?" Anggi sees ghosts.
Indra with his handsome face was able to hypnotize Anggi that night, still the same as some time when he accidentally inhaled the scent of Indra's body in a narrow alley due to rodents.
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Indra invites Anggi to leave from there. Working hours that were a little loose he could use at that time. Indra did not say much as she walked in front of Anggi who looked clumsy.
Indra invited Anggi to sit in the chair in the back. Showing a view of the flower garden on the ground floor of the hotel.
They sit in alignment.
"I've been looking for you for a long time, but your neighbor says you don't live there anymore!" indra broke the silence.
The mood is back.
"I've been to the club a few times, but you don't work there either. What's up?" Indra looked at Anggi.
"Is there a problem?"
Without shady aling-aling Indra to the point only. He actually just wanted to say thank you to Anggi. That woman that night for him was more than just a helper for her.
Despite all the stigma attached to the woman in front of him, Indra feels humans can do good in their own way.
"I don't work there anymore, sir!" Anggi spoke with a bright look ahead. There was deep sadness there.
Indra looked at the face of Ayu Anggi, who was now in a lot of sweat. Now he believes that Anggi must be the same person, whom he met at his mother's house this morning. The woman worked all day, he thought.
"Why?" Indra looked at Anggi.
Anggi smiled wryly. " The competition is apparently not only when we work halal only. Apparently illegal workers like me also feel that way" Anggi smiled ironically.
" I'm a dirty woman. But I'm not selling myself. Who they are, dare to judge me. Do they ever know what it's like to hold hungry for days. I never asked them for a grain of rice either, so why are they so busy with my work?" Anggi seemed to vent all his heart that he craved.
Anggi crying.
Indra gulped his saliva as the strong-looking woman, now fragile. What really happened. His heart looked at the woman in front of him.
Indra grabbed Anggi's trembling body. He knew something had happened in Anggi's life.
"I only connected my life as best I could, sir. But why don't they just let me scavenge my fortune!" Anggi spoke with a trembling voice. The tightness in his chest was now gushing forth.
Indra unhesitatingly rubbed Anggi's back. Trying to give strength through a sincere gentle touch.
"We're getting out of here, hm. I'll take you!" Indra took off her embrace, she stared at Anggi's chaotic face as a result of tears. He intends to find out because Anggi musabab looks like this later.
Anggi looked at Indra who also had a grim face looking at him.
"We'll talk later, come with me!" Indra also stared at Anggi's bead eyes full of confidence. Breathing into each other they can feel. Make them crumble.
Anggi nodded as his two netra fixedly staring at the increasingly handsome face of Indra.
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