The Story of a Broken Man

59. The Stupid Love

After taking the stomach pain medication, Hasan immediately put some of the Poto memories with his ex that he had printed into the cardboard used instant noodles. Actually willing not willing, but he does not want to dissolve in sadness. Although disappointed but those that have passed will not come back again unless in a desperate situation.

Actually he knew his ex when he still did not throw him look friendly with a man who seems handsome times his wallet. At that time there was actually a sense of jealousy that made him upset even though he had tried to think positively. Indeed girls if you see that the wallet is thick directly klepek-clepek. It is not wrong that he behaves so, although not all but many women are the same as him.

They ate in a restaurant that was quite luxurious at that time. Actually Hasan did not want to see it, only he happened to pass by unable to not see it. Wanting to crash but it feels less appropriate too, let alone make the heart hot. Hasan tried to be ignorant rather than cause trouble.

Even though it has been behaving like that, separation is inevitable. Indeed, if not a soul mate want how will also break up as well. Unwillingness must still be there, just that maybe separation is the best way. Although as sad as anything now, later will also get a new one.

***

"Woy, is your stomach still hurting?" riski's voice on the phone. Hasan was actually lazy to lift it. Today he didn't want to talk to anyone, 'cause Riski just called so he picked up.

"Small things improved . He also took medication. What is the condition of the restaurant?"

"Safe controlled. You didn't get into the boss that changed your job."

"Seriously? Usually busy it was people," Hasan said half in disbelief.

"Seriously. I don't know what satanic slings until tumben wants to replace you. Last morning you said not to come and keep me calling the boss, tumben response time fast times. He said he wanted to do something too because he was bored the same thing he used to do."

"Wow, amazing."

"You're going to work tomorrow, right?"

"Likely yes. Sorry, today I can't come anymore because it's hurt body."

"Lebay. You broke up with girls?"

"Don't talk too loud, be ashamed if anyone is horrified."

"Truly breaking up means something? What the hell are you."

"No. He who sent me, is terrible. Even though he cheated on me, he wanted me to buy it, really bad girl," Because he could not give an excuse to finally admit it.

"Goblock really you, know cheating is still in the gas alone," Riski's response is not like in Hasan's shadow. I don't know why this time he was angry to hear it. Apparently behind his sometimes cold figure, Riski has another side that makes him touched.

*Eat the love. I understand how you feel, but it's realistic you can . Don't be an idiot just because you love. If he tells you to kill yourself, are you still doing it?" although it was slow, its tone sounded like it was nagging someone.

"Normally I never thought about it . I don't know why it's the same with him I don't deny what he's asking."

"Outside him, from now on focus on work. It doesn't matter when you take care of a girl ."

"Yes. I'm stupid, next time I won't believe it again ."

"So keep talking, and now you take a break" Riski turned off her phone. His tone looked annoyed with Hasan. Although it is not his business, but the annoyance inexplicably appeared on Riski's chest when he heard the story of his coworker. But yes he thought maybe Hasan was hit by a pellet or something, because he does not usually obey once with a woman.

***

The fire broke out as the cardboard containing the memories was set on fire by Hasan after his phone was switched off by Riski. It's actually hard to pay for it when you remember those beautiful days. Their laughter when drunk on love feels like it wants to be repeated again. When lighting a match, he could hardly do it.

The one burned this time is not responsible, besides Poto there is also a couple shirt that he once bought first. Almost crying he saw the items that were witnesses of his love burning. He didn't really want to burn it. All for the sake of being able to forget.

This is the second time he did it, as he remembered when he was dating for the first time when breaking up he also burned his memories. After that, he went wild with the women. After about dating 10 women he did it again. After this he hopes not to get love in the near future. It's also free to date if the edges break up. Though the hope of everyone when dating is to be able to last until anytime also in the household ark.

It seems like the ultimate goal of every person is to get married, have children and live happily. Hasan wants to be like that too, he actually already wants to have a real child at his age now. He wants to give her attention, love and happiness.

Actually what he wanted was something natural, many were married young and their lives were happy. That's what he saw from some of his friends who married young for various reasons, their lives just seemed fun. There might be a slight problem, but it seemed that it had no effect in their lives.

After all, it is thought that good can also have sex without fear of being discovered. He said people enjoy, Hasan sometimes curious also taste. He wanted to prove for himself what it was like.

Heavy rain appeared suddenly extinguishing the blazing fire . There are still remains of unburned memories . It seemed that the rain knew that he was still not willing to lose it. He still wants to repeat the joking days he has been through before.

Even so he was happy to see Riski could have a sense of caring too. Usually he if you talk about the storm as well. Turns out he was seriously steady as well.

Rather than busy thinking about the memories that had not been completely burned, Hasan hurried to make breakfast. Amidst the sudden heavy rain, Hasan boiled instant noodles, he thought it seemed good to also eat something warm in the rain that brought the cold. It must be delicious.

But it seems that reality is not as beautiful as expectation. While boiling the noodles, the gas stove died. Apparently, the gas used for cooking is exhausted when the noodles are not yet cooked. Forced to eat half-cooked noodles, it feels unsatisfactory. How else, stalls far raining too. Cook as expected. Tomorrow he is determined to buy another gas cylinder for backup so that if one runs out it can still cook without the need to think about gas cylinders whose contents have been exhausted.