
I'm wounded. The wounds I made myself. Shouldn't just trust him. But what power, it's all been. All I can do is survive my own feelings, the high feelings.
I wiped the tears and immediately washed my face in the shower washing dishes. Then I took a glass of water and sipped it until it ran out. I need to re-examine my breath so I can think clearly. Instantly I had an idea to treat this wounded heart.
I took the phone and connected the earphone cord. I put it in the ear with a large volume because I can't hear strange things from the outside.
I put my phone in my pants pocket and started cleaning up my groceries. Kutata in his place while singing cheerfully. Gradually the feeling of sadness disappeared from my heart. I can enjoy life again.
I have to be professional!
I prepare the ingredients needed for cooking and then wash it immediately. This afternoon I'm going to make a beef steak with a sprinkling of black pepper. It looks good to eat with a stew of potatoes and peas. Yes, I've done my job.
Seconds by second passed, minutes by minutes passed. I almost forgot if something had happened. And now I'm serving roasted beef on a wooden board. Beautiful kuhias with sliced tomatoes and broccoli. Suddenly my heart was shocked to hear a loud noise at the door.
"Tu-sir?!"
I saw my master break down the kitchen door and now stand up with his upset face. I took this earphone out of my ear.
"Jeez, Ara?!" He massaged his own forehead when he saw me. "You didn't hear my call for wearing earphones?!" tanyanya while leaving her waist.
"Pardon me, sir. I didn't hear it" I said scared.
"Ara, you're totally outrageous! I repeatedly called out to you, knocked on the door, but it wasn't open!" He looked at me with a look of anger.
"Sorry, Sir. I was wrong." I admit my mistake while bowing in front of him.
"Please make me coffee" he asked, and he left immediately.
"Good, Sir." I'm asserting.
I was confused at the time too. How much coffee should I make for her? One or two? Because I saw that woman.
Two more than have to go back and forth.
I made two cups of coffee and immediately brought them outside. I saw my master sitting in front of the dining table alone.
Uh, where's the lady?
I saw that woman no longer existed. But maybe she's in the bathroom right now. I don't know, I don't care. I'll just finish this job.
"Please, Sir." I put two cups of coffee on the table.
"You made it two?" he asked, when he realized I had come.
"Yes, sir," answered me who was standing next to him.
"Do you want to have coffee with me?" ask again.
"No, Mister. This is for the lady," I replied honestly.
I saw him moving his fingers on the table. He stared at me while holding himself back from speaking. But...
"Sit down" she asked later.
"Good, Sir."
I said, immediately sitting next to him, facing the glass opposite. I saw my master sipping the coffee I had served. He also took a deep breath before starting the conversation.
"I'm sorry for what happened" he said slowly.
I who heard it could only fake a smile.
"He's Jane, my friend in the USA," he said.
I smiled back.
"I have nothing to do with him but friendship. What you saw wasn't real." He explained it to me.
I swallowed while taking a deep breath. "Sorry, Sir. I don't feel I deserve an explanation from you." I smiled back at him.
"Nature ...."
"This trial implies that you feel guilty about the incident. Sorry if I mistakenly thought. But apparently, there was nothing to talk about just now. I don't have a good reason to be angry either." I looked at her face with a smile, covering the sorrow in my heart.
I saw him swallow his saliva. I don't know what's on his mind right now. I'm just trying to treat my own feelings.
"Fine." He brought his face closer to me. "Why are you like this? Why call me master again? Are you mad at me?" tanyanya seriously.
I smiled as I lowered my head, covering up the real feeling. "No, Mister. Is our relationship not a contract? I've no right to be angry with you." I smiled at him a little.
He was silent and then watched me for a moment.
I don't care about him anymore. I feel quite hurt. I can't let my heart be his toy. I need to get out of this pain.
I immediately pulled the hand he wanted to hold. At once his face turned sour. He then rubbed his head and exhaled strongly.
"alright. So what do you want now?" it was like he had no way anymore.
"Master, it's one o'clock. I brought lunch at the office, yeah." I stood up and immediately stepped into the kitchen.
"Mom!" He called me and stood up from his seat.
"Yes, Sir?" I turned my body towards him.
"You really want me to go now? You don't want to talk to me anymore?" he asked, with a look like holding back an upset.
"Master, I'm doing my job. I'm ready for supplies" I said again, smiling.
I turned my body, turned my back and headed to the kitchen. I prepared lunch for him immediately. I really can't afford to face him for long. I could cry and she knew my true feelings.
I'm sorry, Sir.
After I finished preparing lunch for her, I returned to the table. But it turns out .. he no longer exists.
Mr ...?
Soon a message was heard from my phone. And I see if he's the one who sent the message.
...
/If you want me to go, then I will go./
Rain
...
One sentence I read made my heart tear itself apart. It turned out that he just left without saying goodbye to me. The feeling of tightness again hit this chest. Immediately I put the box of supplies that I brought to the table and sat staring. I think my head hurts a lot.
Mr. .. Why is it like this?
I held my head because of the sadness that was held back. It felt like last night we shared love. But this afternoon the grief hit us.
I really can't believe it ends like this. Maybe I'm wrong, it should be harder to see him with other women. Or maybe I'm childish and he's immature. I don't know, I just had a sip of coffee on the table to bring my mood back. But in fact .. I can't.
...
Darling, honey,
Even in my heart I see you're not being honest with me.
Deep in my soul I felt there was nothing like before.
Sometimes I wish I could turn back time.
It can't be as it seems, but I wish I could.
Very bad, Honey.
Stop playing with my heart.
Stop playing with my heart,
Before you separate us.
Stop playing with my heart.
I should have known from the beginning.
You know you gotta stop.
You're ripping apart my heart.
Stop playing with my heart.
Baby, Honey...
The love we have is so strong.
Don't leave me here forever.
Oh, Honey...
Honey this isn't right.
Let's stop tonight...