Trapped by the Past

I Only Have a Heart.

"I was really beaten by him, damn I could have fallen into his trap."

Bump Oca while driving recklessly.

"I thought about it from before

You don't really love

I only know I love you

With full sincerity," ( Novita Dewi _ Cinta Pura Pura )

From inside his suit pocket his cell phone did not stop to ring. Oca was reluctant to see who called her.

Occasionally his bead eyes stared at the leaves that fell on the streets of the capital as it approached this rainy season.

His heart hurt so much, it was that wound that made him feel like he was being pierced with a blow.

No matter where his mind could take him, he drove without direction and purpose.

The car he was driving then stopped at one of the used car showrooms.

Buru Buru Oca snatched the bag next to where he was sitting then walked out of his car.

Before entering the showroom, he still took the time to call his mother.

"Ma, maybe today Oca's not coming home !" As soon as he spoke to his mother Oca immediately cut off the phone connection with his mother without listening to the answer from Mama.

Then he talked with the owner of the showroom after being invited by the employee of the car showroom owner.

He was still feeling uneasy with the ringing sound from his phone. The sound greatly disturbed his transaction with the owner of the Showroom.

Outraged, Oca turned off her phone.

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While Oca was upset with her phone, a man yelled in frustration at not being able to contact the woman.

"You're 3 minutes late, Gusti, I give you 15 minutes." The man who was overwhelmed with worry.

He did not care about his assistant, immediately he grabbed the car keys from Gusti's hand and took the car away.

"The number you're going to is off or out of range," the Operator's voice made the man rise to black.

It was very desirable that he threw the earphone that perched sweetly on his right ear.

"Airport ? No way, she's a woman full of strategy !" It's in the car.

My heart cries, my heart cries

I want to love just one

I made you cry and hurt you

But now I can't forget you

So I cried

My love is crying

Even when the world is against me

You stay by my side

The only thing I gave you was a scar

I don't even have the right to hold you

My heart cries, my heart cries

I want to love just one

I made you cry and hurt you

But now I can't forget you

So I cried

"I'm sorry" he said softly.

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Oca shook hands with the owner of the Showroom.

Before he came home he watched his car. The car that has accompanied him during his joy and sorrow.

The car that made him know his new driver, the car that made him lose his love.

Oca was willing to take off his car, maybe he could replace it with a new, cooler car. That was his thought, but after he left the car and took a taxi, he felt that something was empty of him.

Where will he go then ?

Gusti worked to seriously examine every name from the list he was carrying.

He did not find the name Oceana Saphira from his list.

"Boss, Miss is not included in the list of Domestic and international flights at this airport," Gusti clearly gave a report that he had confirmed the results.

"Where are you ? I'm really sorry to have hurt your feelings" complained the man as he struck the round steering wheel in front of him.

Love cries, love calls you

Because I can't let you go this time

Your smile is my life

Because only you can keep me alive

My heart's crying.

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"It's late at night, doc, take a break from the last time you're awake" a doctor approached Oca who was sitting pensively.

"I'll do the night check" The woman stood up and stepped her legs to get out of her seat.

From the way it went, it could be ascertained that the woman was thinking about quite a deep problem.

As he walked down the hospital hallway, he felt a warm touch in his hand. The touch she had longed for. A touch that always calms his heart.

Grain of clear liquid grains that was again pushed out of his beautiful eyes, the sadness that he had been feeling. The loneliness that he had been feeling was now present again.

"I'm strong Abi, that guy couldn't have gotten me down. Trust me !" Mumbled Oca watered. His eyes closed feeling the presence of a figure who had always been beside him, a figure that always strengthened him.

Oca examined each patient in the inpatient room. The woman had already established her heart to choose to carry out her duties as a public servant.

No exception in the ward of Malika.

His schoolmates are now out of the ICU. Now Malika can be treated in the nursery like patients in general.

But his condition is still very weak.

"Hi Oca," His familiar greeting from his schoolmate.

"How are you doing Ma ?"

"You see for yourself, I'm quite strong enough to survive this disease !" Malika with her laugh.

"I'll accompany you here, Ma,"

"Do you have no home ?" Malika sneered at her old friend who was currently holding the problem.

"I have nowhere to hide Ma," Oca walks to Malika's hospital bed.

"Luckily there's you Ca, you see my whole family there's no one to accompany me." The conglomerate's daughter's complaint.

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As soon as he heard the BIP sound from the door of an apartment that was being opened, the man felt very relieved. How not the woman who had been looking where she had not met.

But the feeling of relief was gone, because it was not the woman he wanted who had opened the dwelling.

"Praba ?" Riana asked in astonishment at the man who was fixated before her eyes.

"Is Oca home ?" Still with a restless expression the man raised a question to Mama Oca.

"She called Auntie that she's not coming home, I thought she was with you ?"

"Praba will find her Auntie,"

The man turned around then ran a little away from the residence. He had expected Oca to do something beyond his expectations.

"Don't try to run away from me, because I will definitely find you sooner or later !" The man violently opened his car door and looked for the woman back.

“If love cannot return you to me in this life, surely love will unite us in the life to come”.

(Kahlil Gibran)

The man continued to search for the possibility of where Oca was, he almost gave up his search. But his great sense of regret made him harbour his fatigue and sense of surrender. Although it must drain energy and time also of course.

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