The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapters 80. Without you I'm weak, and meaningless
Chapters 80.Without you I'm weak, and meaningless
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It is recommended to listen to the song Padi ~ All are not the same , while reading this chapter.
In my mind long embedded
A million shadows of you
Fainter feels light heart
Remembering what you gave me
Time goes slowly to lead
In the destiny of my life
I've been held back enough
At the crossroads of my past
Try 'to fight
The vibration I kept on clucking
Suck into my breadfruit niche
Try 'to get rid of
The smell of your breath
Flowing filled my blood rate
It's not the same, it's never the same
What I touch, what I touch
As warm as your embrace, as gentle as your defense
No one can be like you
(Paddy ~ All Not Equal)
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Raka that afternoon had just woken up, she was looking for her mother because she wanted to make food.
"Bak Sekar, which mama?" asked Raka with a face still sleepy, wearing only shorts and a tee shirt.
"In front of you, would you call me?" replied Sekar, who was seen washing some furniture.
" Don't you, I'm on my own?" Raka headed ahead, maybe her mom was sitting at the cashier table she thought. And when he looked forward, he saw his mother speaking with a foreign man.
"Ma!"
His call seemed to interrupt the conversation of his mother and guests.
"For a while!" dhira said to Arya.
"What's up, kid, you just woke up, huh? ask Dhira.
"Emm not be a deh ma, Raka asked for help just as mbak Sekar aja. Mama has guests" said Raka.
"No, what's wrong?" Dhira as much as possible prioritizes her son above all else.
"Gak be ma, just pingin fried rice made by mama. Laper me!"
"But let's same mbak Sekar aja, mbak mbak Sekar?, make fried rice!" Raka turned her body, towards the kitchen.
Dhira let out his breath, as soon as he turned his body back out.
"How much time is it?" ask Dhira. At 7, if you can later I pick you up" said Arya.
"Yes, see you later!" Dhira. He forced himself to be kind, even though he actually had no taste for Arya.
He only remembered his mother's words if they had to get engaged, for that his mother also asked Dhira to always be kind to Arya, considering that Arya had been taking good care of Bu Kartika.
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"Where are you going?" at six o'clock Dhira quickly get ready, Raka comes to her mother's room.
"What's up, son?" Dhira smiled towards her son.
"Well, will you go?" asked Raka who was sitting on Dhira's bed, looking at her mother from behind in the middle of dressing up.
"Yes !"
"Where?"
Dhira was silent for a moment.
"It's Om's wedding!"
"Om Abhimanyu?" tanya Raka made sure.
"No, mama won't break the promise that Raka doesn't like it!" Dhira smilingly looked at Raka, immediately then he again swept the powder to his face facing the mirror.
Raka was speechless, his conversation with Kakung Joko the other day, slightly opened up his maturity attitude in thinking. "I'm afraid if Abhimanyu marries Mama!"
Dhira immediately stopped his activities, he looked at his grim-faced son who tended to feel guilty.
"What's wrong?, why is that all of a sudden?" dhira asked with an intense look.
Raka exhaled," sorryin Raka ma all this time selfish, Raka dear mama. But maybe the way is wrong. It's not fair to know you want to get married and you can't get married. Maybe Raka's fate is like this"
Dhira's heart was like it was pierced, really he was in a choke point in his life right now.
He approached Raka and hugged the boy, long and tight. Dhira was crying at the time.
"You should only think of your school, son, not of this mother!" Dhira cried', even the powder he just swept also eroded the tears.
"Raka's been selfish with mom!" said Raka who was also crying, Raka just did not want if the affection of mama later shared with others, Raka was afraid it was ma!" Raka shrunk her tears with the back of her hand.
Dhira held back her tears by biting her lower lip, "Thank you son!" Dhira hugged Raka.
"Mama loved Raka, ... very dear" Dhira hugged her son again.
"Om Abhimanyu what time do you pick up mama?" ask Raka.
Dhira shook his head, "Not Om Abhimanyu!"
Raka jumped in shock, then with whom her mother would go. What about the guy he met.
"Mama asks for whatever happens, Raka must believe that my mother loves Raka. Yes son?"
Raka fell silent, what really happened. His mother is married to someone he does not know.
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"Sekar, you lock the rukonya. Close it, I'll go first." Yes, Sekar is staying tonight because Dhira is leaving, and she is happy to do her job. Raka is a good boy and does not fuss.
"Good Mom!"
Dhira is ready, she is wearing a black dress with Curly hair, shoes heels in her namesake color, also a thin makeup that makes her look so elegant.
Not long after, Arya's car has arrived. Arya was wearing a fit formal outfit on her body looking sweet.
Arya is fascinated by Dhira's appearance which is completely invisible when she is a one-child widow, she wears a smile "Are you ready?" ask Arya.
Dhir interrupted, smiling full of compulsion. Although Arya found out, but she tried to brush it off. He was sure that as time went by Dhira would accept him.
"You are so beautiful Dhir!" arya said without looking, and entered the gears of her car.
Dhira just smiled, to be honest he was uncomfortable.
"Whose way?" Dhira asked, to distract him.
"Choose partner, his name is Farel!"
They attend Doctor Farel's wedding, Farel is the younger brother of Doctor Richard. The doctor who is a member of the Aryasatya family. Unbeknownst to Dhira, they will meet there later.
Self-party held in the hotel," the rich party always in the hotel ya mas!" said Dhira, he did not jaim even though he did not fully know Arya.
"Not just rich people, but for people who do not have a large yard more precisely!" Arya deliberately joked. She felt that Dhira was very beautiful and captivating tonight.
"Thank you, Dhir, you want me!" arya looked at Dhira.
Dhira smiled as he looked up, really awkward.
The car arrived at the hotel around 18:50, and they entered after showing the indictment to officers. " Please sir!" the officer said, bowing respectfully to Dhira and Arya.
Without asking for permission, Arya held Dhira's hand, making Dhira look at the hands that intertwined. Arya looks relaxed.
Dhira was forced to leave his hand held by Arya, he was embarrassed if he had to argue at a time like this.
Unbeknownst to them, when they had entered the hotel's ballroom, there was a pair of eyes that looked sharply at the recording.
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Wisang and Abhimanyu filled the ballot of their colleague, Farel.
"Hey, you're all alone!" richard holds his first child.
"Enak himself, free to go anywhere!" wisang Tukas.
Abhimanyu still silently looked at the two people who had been his concern ever since they entered. His chest was tight, his mind was not good for the sake of seeing Arya who apparently came holding Andhira's hand. It was very desirable for Abhimanyu to break that brash hand.
Moreover, that night Andhira looked so beautiful with a black dress that showed her half smooth back.
"It's not so Bim!" Wisang.
"The?"
"Oh yeah, I agree too!" said Abhimanyu origin, Wisang looked towards the view of Abhimanyu.
"CK, the dog is apparently on fire! murmured in the heart.
Wisang averted Ricard's gaze before the man knew what Abhimanyu had seen. But late, Arya apparently came to them.
"Good night, doctor Richard!" greet Aryan.
"Oh, hello doctor Arya. How are you?, thank you for coming" Ricardo shook Arya's hand respectfully, warmly and kindly.
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Andhira
He revealed the best smile as long as Arya held his hand, there was nothing he knew there. All colleagues work with Arya's mind.
"We met my senior first!" bring Arya.
Good night, doctor Richard!" greet Aryan.
But Dhira's eyes and ears were not focused on the man Arya was shaking hands with, he was even stunned by the figure of Abhimanyu who looked at him sharply. He felt an aura of anger that he could feel.
Didn't expect that he would meet the figure he wanted to avoid. His guilt now slipped back, seeping into the recesses of his heart.
"Dhir, this is Dr. Ricard. He's the brother of my best friend, Farel!" Arya introduces Dhira to Richard. Vice versa.
"Andhira!"
"Richard!"
Arya smiled as she introduced Dhira to Dr. Richard, but not Andhira. His mind was split between Arya, and the intimidating gaze of Abhimanyu.
"Oh, aren't you the one who drove Mr. Danan to the hospital?" aryan greeting to Wisang and Abhimanyu.
Andhira looked at Abhimanyu and Wisang as if he did not know each other . " Well, good to see you back?" Wisang in addition to solutive, he is also good at manipulating circumstances.
"This is Farel Wis's best friend, since college!" bright Richard. Abhimanyu put on an unfriendly face, staring fixedly at Dhira.
"Enjoy party yes. I'm gonna go find the family first!" Richard paid them all a favor.
"I'll go to the toilet first!" dhira said to Arya.
"Want me to take you?" said Arya, Abhimanyu immediately glanced at Arya.
" Don't do it for a second!"
What do you want, motherfucker! abhimanyu said in his heart. It really burns with jealous fire.
"Oh Wis, I'll pick up the phone first?" Abhimanyu intends to pursue Dhira, Wisang who understands the Abhimanyu eye code immediately run the action.
"Oh yeah emmm doctor...." Wisang began to teach Arya to chat, hunt time.
Don't dawdle, I can't hold it for too long
Wisang typed a message to Abhimanyu.
In toilet...
Dhira felt his chest and heart tight. He knows it's not easy. Among the men he could not avoid.
Just as Dhira was about to open the door, a burly hand pulled his arm to enter a room. I don't know what room it is.
"Bag!!" Dhira jumped, Abhimanyu locked the room astray after he closed the door.
Dhira pressed his saliva, "am what are you doing!" Dhira tries to get out but his body is blocked by Abhimanyu. Dhira's body was unable to compensate for Abhimanyu's muscular arms. He could even feel the man's soul being fiery, he felt Abhimanyu's hand muscles poking out between his foreskin.
"Mas, I want a kelu..."
Abhimanyu kissed Dhira's lips, so that she would stop talking. Abhimanyu pressed Dhira's body against the wall, devouring Dhira's lips. He felt angry and unaccepted, Abhimanyu his heart was completely burned.
Abhimanyu pressed Dhira's nape using his left hand, while his right hand gripped Dhira who accidentally's open due to Abhimanyu's hasty encouragement.
Abhimanyu momentarily wanted to inform his disbelief as Dhira joined hands with the man. Dhira feels like a rebel, but honestly he misses the kiss of the man he loves.
Dhira pushes Abhimanyu's heavy body before he is lulled back with an Abhimanyu touch, making their kisses come loose. With a breath he tried to neutralize his feelings.
"Please don't bother me anymore, if you keep me checking..."
"What's more Dhir?" Abhimanyu tried to regulate his breathing, restraining the burning emotional outcroppings, burning his sanity.
"I saw you join hands to make me crazy Dhir, I can't, I can't!!"
"I told you the same, why don't you understand!!!" Dhira shed her tears. It is really stressful if it has to be this way.
Dhira massaged his forehead, he felt like his head was about to break.
"You don't like him?" abhimanyu said now in despair.
Dhira looked up at Abhimanyu, "Yes, I like Arya. I'm starting to like being quiet so don't bother me anymore. Hope you understand!!"
Dhira immediately turned around and turned the key, and then slammed the door.
Braaaaa
"Arrrrggghhh jerk!!!" Abhimanyu was really frustrated, unable to withstand the painful reality tonight.
While Dhira came out with his mouth shut, he headed for the toilet in a hurry. He shed his tears there, crying in silence. He hiccupped, but was covered by a handkerchief that he wrapped in his mouth. He did not want to make other visitors suspicious.
His heart ached when he said rudely to Abhimanyu, but what else. If he allowed Abhimanyu to get close to him, it would be the same as getting his mother hurt.
Indeed he wanted to be swallowed by the earth at that time, unable for a second to look into the eyeballs of Abhimanyu. He felt guilty, very guilty.
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