The Stupid Shaft

STILL LEFT BEHIND

'Ricky'

A name that instantly draws the memories of Deta back in time. The time where he dreamed of a prince in a fairy tale with a romantic story full of love.

However, the reality is just the opposite. The prince of dreams who had occupied the recesses of his heart turned out to only come to scratch the wounds in his heart that began to bloom.

Deta's gaze was blank, his mind was glaring. Every attempt he made to forget his first love always ended in defeat. Ricky stayed in his heart and refused to leave.

"You're right. I still love her. And it was you who had reminded me back with the scarred love I shared with her." said Deta, a defiant aura emanating clearly in her eyes.

Seeing the Deta reaction made Angga upset. Although he had been with her for five years, but Angga never saw love in the eyes of Deta. He thinks time will erode Deta's love for Ricky, but after seeing for himself how Deta poured his love into the book makes Angga feel already lost.

"good. You don't intend to forget it, do you? That's why you wrote this." Angga again threw the book in his hand onto the table. "To remember all your memories." he continued.

"You're wrong, Ga. You're wrong!!!" shout Deta. His hands tightly shut his ears, not wanting to hear any more of the painful stories of the past.

Deta was fragile, but she never cried in front of Angga. He would scream or prefer to leave when anger filled his heart.

It was different from how she felt when she was with Ricky. I don't know why Deta always felt like crying when she was with him. It may be Ricky's warmth and love that make Deta feel comfortable and gradually depend on the man.

Angga felt guilty for reminding Deta of the pain she was trying to forget. With a certain step Angga approached Deta and tried to hug her.

"Stop!" shout Deta. The look of his eyes lifted and immediately met the bead of Angga's eyes. "Don't forget your limits!" continued.

***

The clang of the dream catcher feels soothing to the ear when blown by the wind. Deta purposely hung it on the window to prevent nightmares. True or not, Deta himself is not sure because sometimes he often dreams of things that are scary for him.

After arguing with Angga in her study, Deta chose to calm herself down inside the room. As he usually does. All in order to maintain calm and comfort in this house.

Deta pulled his laptop and started writing something, but he deleted it again. "It's not good." he murmured. His fingers wrote something. But again, he removed it.

"Aaarrgghhh, why is my brain stuck (dead end) like this?" deta complains, annoyed with his mind that can not be cooperated with.

Deta shut down her laptop and switched to playing her phone to surf her personal social media. Actually Deta had deleted all his personal social accounts, but due to job demands he re-opened his account with a new name. That way, no one can recognize him.

"Ah, you guys!" dengus Deta, he had just read one by one the comments on his personal page.

Deta's hands stopped moving, her eyes perfectly rounded. He just stopped by his old friend's account. Syafitri. "He's getting married? Is syafitri getting married? Jesus!!!"

Deta looks very enthusiastic, exceeding the enthusiasm of the bride. "Congratulations, Syafitri. May you live happily together ...," Deta looked back at her phone screen. He squinted his eyes. "I'm like I've met this guy" he continued with a frown.

Deta does not know if Syafitri will marry Jerry, her friend Ricky. Deta's indifference makes it not easy to remember the faces of others if only once met. Jerry actually came on his wedding to Ricky, but because of the incident Deta did not pay attention to anyone who came on that day.

Deta went back to surfing and started clicking on one of the accounts he regularly followed. "Let's see how far you've come!"

Deta's lip line depicts a smile and happy strokes clearly visible in her eyes. The man he loved has changed. A man who really doesn't like photos, but now his photos are scattered everywhere. Even that handsome face was once the cover of a famous business magazine.

One whom Deta loved dearly, he no longer saw the warmth and hospitality that radiated from the man's eyes. Ricky has changed. He became a successful young businessman. Ricky Sanjaya has received his crown and is doing his father's business very well. The business empire he built today is even bigger than that owned by Mr. Firman Sanjaya.

"You're living your life so well. I'm proud of you. At least, we can both live our lives in peace" Deta said, his fingers wiping the screen of the phone featuring Ricky's face.

"MOMMY!!! MOMMY!!!" Rayyan's voice surprised Deta, quickly hiding her phone under the pillow.

"Yes, Darling. What do you want (what do you want)?" deta asked, he immediately lifted Rayyan's small body and kissed her round cheeks.

"I want to eat with you (i want to eat with you)." Rayyan replied, her eyes full of hope. Make Deta can't resist it.

"Ok, let's go!" said Deta, then came out of her room and went to the dining table. Apparently, Angga and Dania were sitting quietly there.

"Sit here, Rayyan." Deta dropped Rayyan on the chair next to Angga, and then sat down next to him.

The four of them ate in silence, no one spoke in the slightest. This kind of situation is nothing new in this house. Every time Deta makes a mistake, all residents of the house will be silent because they do not know what to do.

Suddenly the footsteps of Angga's assistant sounded and instantly caught everyone's attention.

"Good night, Madam." greet Angga's assistant to Deta who glances at him.

"Night, Dhirgam. Have you eaten? Come on, we'll eat together!" bring Deta. However, it was immediately rejected by Dhirgam.

"Thank you, ma'am, I just finished dinner." replied Dhirgam. He turned to look at Angga who did not budge in the slightest. "Sir, I have something to talk about. About the company and Mr. Sanjaya." whispered Dhirgam with a slight bow.

Dhirgam was Angga's personal assistant since he started taking care of the company his father left behind. The figure of a tall and burly man, is actually a very loyal and royal figure to his boss.

Angga put down his spoon and fork then stood up to leave the dining table. "I'm done. You guys just continue!" said Angga, and walked straight to his study.

'What's going on? Why does Angga look so agitated.' Deta's inner.

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