The Love That Is Taken

Use Logic

“I believe you, There. I see you've changed now. More mature, quiet, and independent,” praise the man frankly. His eyes showed the seriousness of his words.

Theresia smiled wryly. “I'm sorry I've been troubling you all this time. Thank goodness there is a faithful Karin supporting you. You can bounce back and look a lot happier than you were with me.”

Jonathan was struck by a tickle by his wife's words. Before she could reply, Theresa immediately said, “I already know about your relationship with Karin. It's okay, Mas I can understand why you like him better than me. Everything happened because of my own mistakes. Now I'm conscious. Papa's departure has left my inner eye open. Thank you for being such a good and patient husband, Mom. Sorry once again for all my mistakes with you.”

Said the woman who was so calm that the man before her gawked in disbelief. Is this There who spent ten years living a household bath with me? I don't seem to recognize him anymore, the confusion in my heart. It turned out that Papa's sudden departure was such a crushing blow to There that his attitude changed by a hundred and eighty degrees!

Theresia reached out her hand while smiling sweetly “From now on we are friends huh, Mas. I will make your relationship with Karin last up to the marriage stage.”

“Te..thank you, There,” Jonathan replied stammeringly while receiving his wife's helping hand. He did not know that his wife was desperately at war with her own feelings of saying those wise-sounding sentences earlier. Theresia's chest rippled as her hand came into contact with the hand of the man she still loved so much.

“Me and Aunt Mila want to go home now, Mas,” he said quickly before his heart was broken. “Thank you for coming to Papa's funeral. He must be happy you are still willing to take the time to pay his last respects.”

“Sama-sama, There. You know, all this time I've always thought of Papa as my own real father. He also treated me well like his own son.”

Theresia nodded in agreement. Next she turned around and stepped leaving her husband standing glued to look at her. Blessing in disguise, Jonathan said. Behind a disaster there is always wisdom to be learned. After Papa's departure, Theresa's personality changed for the better. I'm thankful for that. May his maturity is not just for a moment.

The man then turned his body around and walked towards his parked car. He did not realize his wife had suddenly turned her body and watched him from behind.

Mas Jon, I'm sorry I had to lie to you, Theresia said in her heart. I also did not comply with Papa's request to let you go. I really can't afford it. This time I will call your love in a better way. Use logic, not just emotion….

***

Jonathan went straight back to his apartment. He feels so tired. Suddenly his longing for Karin burst out. Lately the girl was somewhat neglected because she was busy helping Simon's funeral. Now it's all done. He would call the girl and tell her the good news he had heard straight from Theresia's mouth earlier.

“Halo, Darling. You're still in the office?” ask when the lover gets his phone.

“Yes, Mas. Where are you at? Have you finished your funeral?” karin asked back.

“I happened to bring a car today. Yes later from the office I just go there, Mas. Now you rest, yeah. Poor tiredness.”

“Kangen massage you, darling,” seductive Jonathan Flirty.

There was a voice across there laughing loudly. This is one of Karin's traits that Jonathan is very fond of. I like to laugh even when it comes to small things. Being with the girl made her heart feel safe, comfortable, and entertained.

“Yes, wait for me to come surprise, yes. Now I'll do the job first, okay? Bye.”

“Bye, Dear.”

Jonathan put down his phone with a heart so lightly. It feels like he wants to immediately share his happiness with his beloved lover. Karin would have loved to hear There had blessed our relationship and would not be stalling divorce again, her mind full of joy. Finally, after going through the winding road, I Jonathan Aditya can unite with the girl I love. Thank you, Lord.

***

In the evening, Karin arrives at the lover's apartment. He was able to enter on his own because he had been given a spare key by Jonathan since the first time they combined love. In a week the girl can stop by several times at the residence of her heart. They never mingled in Rosa's house which he occupied alone. He was saddened that his aunt caught himself alone with Jonathan.

Although the woman who had been considered like her own mother was trying to be wise by not opposing their relationship, Karin's small heart could feel her tantalizing concern in giving her blessing. Jonathan is still Simon Hidayat's son-in-law. The man who for twenty years over employed Rosa. Giving him a salary so that he can live a decent life and even finance Karin since his parents died. The girl was indebted to Simon. So how could Rosa wholeheartedly bless her niece's relationship with the man who was still the legal husband of Theresa, Simon's biological daughter?

Karin took a long breath. Dear God, hopefully the divorce process Mas Jon soon completed and the blessing of Aunt Rosa we get, the girl's prayer in heart. To be honest, I have long felt uneasy in a love relationship with a man who is still officially the status of another female husband. After all, I must be the one to blame in this love triangle. My weakest position. People who don't understand sitting around can think of me as a snatch on people's husbands.

After putting the package of rice and chicken soup he bought for dinner with his lover, Karin went into the bathroom to wash her hands. Then he stepped into the kitchen cupboard to pick up two empty dishes. The dishes were filled with rice. Then put the chicken soup into a medium-sized pot. After everything was neatly laid out on the table, the girl went into Jonathan's bedroom.

He saw that the man he loved so much was sleeping well. The room lights are on. That's Jonathan's habit of going to bed for a while. If you want to sleep at night, then the lights are turned off.

Karin noticed the handsome face of her lover. Jon slept well, he commented in his heart. Her smooth snoring felt melodious in my ears. God, if I were ten years older and Jon wasn't married, who would he choose? Me or Miss Theresa? his mind is full of question marks.