
From a distance Gio saw Yanda who was laughing happily with a well-built man. Gio followed Ayanda from behind with a slight run. Because of the state of Malioboro that is crowded, he also lost track.
"Damn!" upset ass.
Andri who was invited by Ayanda into one of the batik shops, looked confused. Moreover, seeing Ayanda like a person who was lurking.
"Cyiin, what's wrong?" andri asked in a voice.
Ayanda just shook her head and smiled at Andri. "yuk, we go home," he asked.
After arriving home he immediately entered his room, while Andri was busy gossiping with his daughter.
"Why are you here?" muttered Ayanda, when opening a photo gallery on her mobile phone. Candid photo between himself and Giondra.
"I'm sorry, I'm not ready to meet you yet" he said.
He turned off his phone, he doesn't want to cry anymore. There was enough pain and pain that he felt. Now is the time for Ayanda to be happy.
The night was late, but Ayanda refused to be closed. The face of Giondra that he saw this afternoon could not be lost from his memory. His handsome face now looks more tapered, his steps are shaky like carrying a very heavy burden.
"Have you been looking for me this whole time?" he muttered who had been leaning on the head of the bed.
Ayanda closed her eyes for a moment. Muffle the tightness that has spread to his chest. "I can't cry," Monologue.
In the morning, as usual Ayanda picked up Andri. While Echa chose home schooling, because the favorite school in this village is far away. Ayanda disagreed, so she willingly spent a considerable amount of money on her daughter's school fees.
"In advance why cyiin, I'm very rich clothes that have not been ironed," asked Andri.
"I can't sleep" he replied.
Andri furrowed both of his eyebrows as if asking why. Ayanda just shrugged her shoulders.
This morning, Giondra was supposed to be back in Singapore. He delayed his return for the next few days. He intends to find Ayanda here in Yogyakarta. He will not return until he meets Ayanda. Without much question, Remon also followed the will of his superiors.
At his new department store in Malioboro, Ayanda is not focused on his work. He massaged the base of his dizzy nose. The shadows on Gio's face could not be lost from his memory. Until he decided to go out for a while looking for a fresh breeze. Do not forget Ayanda told Andri to handle everything when he was not there.
"Calm down, I set it all up" Andri replied with a sweet smile that showed her dimples.
Not that Andri doesn't know about Ayanda's life story. It's just, it's not his capacity to ask questions and kepo any further. Except, his best friend told him. But Ayanda closed everything. As if she was okay. In fact, Ayanda is still an ordinary woman who is full of fragility.
After Ayanda's departure who went somewhere, there was someone who entered the convenience store. His extremely handsome face, extremely strong charisma and so fashionable appearance perfected it all. Andri alone who was a two-dimensional human drooled when he saw the man in front of him with sunglasses perched on his nose.
"Is this really Ayanda's department store?" he asked Andri who was gaping without blinking.
"Mas!" call the man with a little scream.
"Eh, i-iya sir. Can I help you?" he said as sweetly as possible while winking his flirtatious eyes.
Gio was amused by the stealthy human behavior in front of him. Yes, that man is Giondra. After getting word from his men, he immediately went to Ayanda's department store. He hoped to meet Ayanda here, but nil. Ayanda wasn't at her convenience store. The woman he loves is out and Andri doesn't know where Ayanda is. Gio decided to just wait at Ayanda's convenience store.
This is Ayanda, at the coffee shop not far from her convenience store. Only a cup of coffee or a glass of ice coffee is a tranquilizer to the heart and mind at this time.
Ayanda just fell silent, looking at the cup of coffee she just ordered.
Why did you come here? When I've been feeling a little happy just with my daughter. Why do I have to see you again? his mind was soft, but this time there was not a single tear that came out. It was as if her tears had dried up.
🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵
Trying to hold on or relax
Relationships that have already been running
Choosing to survive is just a burden
Better, I choose to let go,, I,,
🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵
The song played in this coffee shop seems to describe his heart now. Ayanda's face returned sad. His heart was crying, but his eyes were reluctant to shed tears.
Without Ayanda noticing, there was someone who was watching her. Want it feels like Remon told his Boss, but seeing Ayanda's face that implies a lot of sadness he said. Everything's gonna get fucked up.
You're both hurt here, Inner Remon.
An hour had Giondra waiting for Ayanda, but never came. Actually, Gio had been reluctant to hear the unfortunate chatter from Ayanda's assistant. For the sake of meeting Ayanda, he was willing to be disturbed by noise pollution from Andri.
"cha!" he smiled at his adopted daughter.
"Papa's coming here?" tanyanya cynic.
"Father miss you and your mother" replied Giondra.
Echa just smiled thinly. "kangen? Kangen made Mamah leave?" saith.
Giondra was silent to Echa's words.
"I believe that Papa will make Mamah happy, but in fact make Mamah go away. I'm disappointed in Papa, very disappointed."
"I'm sorry Papa, Papa was wrong" Gio replied deeply regretfully.
"Free Papa apologize now. Will not restore the heart of Mama who was already disappointed with Papa. Including Echa," he shouted.
Andri who was shocked to see Echa like a doormat directly hugged her body.
"Now Papa's gone, go!!!" throw it away, with sobs.
Andri who was still hugging Echa's body felt confused what had happened so Echa semurka. Jolly girl and also bringel can be a fierce girl fanged.
"Onta, don't tell this to Mamah" he asked Andri. Andri just nodded slowly. In his heart he will keep telling this to his friend. Moreover, earlier Andri heard for himself if the man was the future husband of Ayanda.
Maybe just misunderstanding, her mind.
Ayanda gets a message from Andri if she will come out with Echa. Ayanda headed to her convenience store. Just as Ayanda was leaving the coffee shop, Giondra entered to find Remon in the coffee shop.
Remon could guess that something bad had happened to his boss. Giondra leaned his head against the sofa.
"Echa is very angry" he told Remon.
Remon had expected all this, if they returned that would be the pebble that is Echa. Because Echa was already disappointed with Giondra.
"Boss is better to Bu Ayanda's department store again" Remon said.
"New cave from there," replied Gio emotionally.
"But the boss didn't see Bu Ayanda, did he?" ask Remon. Gio just shook his head.
"Now that the boss is there again, I am sure the boss will meet with Ms. Ayanda," Remon said seriously.
Gio was confused by Remon's words, but seeing the seriousness of his face he followed Remon's directions.
When Giondra was at the door of the department store, there was doubt in her heart. With a slight hesitation he opened the door of the department store.
"Welcome to ...."
Ayanda stopped her words. Two pairs of eyes meet. Very clearly visible from their eyes implied longing as well as pain. Not a word was heard. Just looking at each other and looking at each other.
*****
Hay,, uh,,
I want to confide in this, maybe this has been my grandfather all this time huh.,
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Actually I don't care anyway with a bad comment, once twice anyway it's okay I'm not a problem. But this ... has often continued to use the language of Caucasians. Yes, I do not understand what is in the comments, I think I am a pure Indonesian. I am also a man of emotion and anger. If you don't like it, mending don't have to comment quietly enough is better than fishing for my emotions. Mending fishing sonoh fish dapet fish, fishing emotions I just dapet words spicy and menyohok from me.
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