The Marriage Order

S2 Daydreams and Reality

Baruna PoVs

At 14:00

I was sitting on the couch in the living room reading the news today in the online media. The news about Sheryl and Reynand is still there. Even their latest news. Reynand's interview with one of the reporters. He said he'd marry Sheryl soon. For a moment my heart felt like stopping. Not being able to see them together.

The kling!

Suddenly an application message came into my phone. A message from "My dear" that I haven't changed her name since deciding to split yesterday.

"I miss you, my dear."

I read the message only, even though I felt very happy and wanted to reply. I immediately pushed that intention. He belongs to Reynand now, not mine. I took him off. Not wanting to be shackled by everything he has hidden. My true feelings are still the same as the beginning of loving that woman. Nothing has changed.

"Bar, don't daydream constantly," Mother rebuked suddenly.

I looked to my left side. He sat looking at me with his chin up. Deep breathing as usual adorns the heartbreak that wants to forget it immediately, but can not yet.

"I'm not daydreaming" my dear.

"Don't dodge. Even if the air has eyes, they know best what you feel" Mother said.

"Just get carried away."

"Do you need to contact Sheryl so you can talk to each other from heart to heart? No negative emotions and thoughts."

"no need. I'm it's okay. Everything's fine. This house is quiet and makes me dream a lot. Do I just work, okay?"

"Later. Don't do too much activity. Patience, yes," said Mother. He held my shoulder, "So when do we go abroad?"

"About two weeks, Bun. I'm still in therapy here. I'll see Dr. Mario first for the consul."

"Yes already. Oh yes, if your friend Nayara can invite him home, yes. Mother wants to meet." Mother stood up.

"Yes, I'll tell him later" I said.

Mother then walked out of the middle room. I took and exhaled many times. Want to immediately liberate a heart that is claustrophobic by disappointment and loss.

My mind floated considering the last time we met last night. The hardest moments of my life. Love in silence and have his heart, until finally let go.

I came out of my father's study, passed Bi Rindang in the hallway and greeted me.

"Mas Bar, I just saw Sister Sheryl look like a dazed person. Poor thing! Going to the toilet is wrong. Yeah, well, Auntie just take her to the toilet."

I raised my eyebrows. Listen to every word he says.

"Oh ..," my dream.

"Oh, my mom? Don't break up, Mom! Auntie knows best, how Mas loved her long ago. You guys are so compatible. It is better to talk about it again carefully if there are things that do not agree," explained Bi Rindang at length.

"Look at it later, Bi. Aunty also used to talk to me about where a mate wouldn't go, right?" sahutku.

Bi Rindang nodded. I turned left towards the toilet, intending to catch up with him. Trying to deal with him back. Will I be as strong as I was when I decided on the phone?

Deg-deg-deg!

Waiting while listening to the thundered heartbeat. Her crying voice sounded vague, but she tried to hide it by pressing the toilet flush many times.

That door is open. Head lowered. Then look up at me. I looked at him coldly. Wanting to pretend to be strong in front of my woman.

My tears almost came out at that moment. It immediately looked up, not wanting him to realize the sadness that was emanating from my face. I did not return the warm embrace either.

An idea suddenly appeared. I want him to remember me as a selfish man and only think about the possessions I once gave him after our relationship ended. I hope he forgets me quickly and doesn't dissolve too long in grief.

"I just want to ask for my card back. I don't think the card deserves to be in your wallet, because you're not my future wife anymore" I whispered flatly.

He took off his embrace. Staring at me with a water of confusion. Perhaps, he was confused to see me as a Baruna who only thought of a means of payment that he gave rather than our own relationship.

"I didn't bring my wallet today. I'll return it tomorrow" he said.

I don't return his words anymore. Immediately turning over the body was about to step away. Suddenly he knelt down on my knees and cried out in apology.

"Don't leave me! I beg! I'm sorry, honey!"

It was sad when I heard him say that. However, my decision is already unanimous. I'm tired of being in situations like this. A situation that keeps repeating. As long as there is Reynand, it will always be like this. Our relationship will not work.

"Sheryl, get off my knee! You don't need to be like this if you love me. Just give me permission and let me find my own happiness, but not with you anymore. You deserve to be with Reynand who probably loves you more than I do. Enjoying every love and love with him. One thing you should know, I will never regret knowing you, even if my heart has to hurt like this!"

I ended up hurting her with pretty good words. Let Reynand heal the wounds of her heart and time that will heal the wounds of my heart.

Not long after, he took off my legs and let me leave.

A ringing call into the phone suddenly jolted me until my daydream broke out instantly. I immediately grabbed that advanced thing. Nayara's name was on there.

"Hello, Bar."

"Hello, Nay. What's up?"

"Hm .... I'm just making sure. Do you really want to go to Malaysia to control your health?" tanyakanya.

"Want to. Why?"

"No. I told my uncle there. Later I will accompany you if you are really serious," replied Nayara.

"Hmm .. I'll tell you later. By the way, do you have time today? My mother wants to see you."

"Aante Meri? Wow, I haven't seen him in a long time. But, sorry, Bar. I'm in a seminar and training outside the city. Maybe three days to go home. I'll tell you later if I can come to your house."

"Do you remember my house?"

"Yes, of course. Never moved, have you?"

"Yet, anyway. Yes, let me know."

"Ready."

I ended the call. Put my phone on the table. Turn on the television and start watching boring shows to kill the time that runs each day.

A message came back from "My betrothed", making me look back at the smartphone screen.

"I'm sorry, I forgot that our relationship is over, brother. Forget my message. Let me alone miss you. This is a punishment for me."

I took a deep breath reading the message and threw it away slowly. Message from Sheryl.

Why is he saying something like this? I felt the same way he felt. We both suffered.