Victim Feeling

Intentional

Airish arrived at the map house where the Princess currently lives. The princess started contracting there since her relationship deteriorated with the husband. The house has one room that is quite spacious, a simple living room without a sofa, then a kitchen that is quite narrow next to the bathroom, and on the back there is space to dry clothes.

The front page of the house looks beautiful even though it is not too broad. You could even say that it is only enough to park two cars. It is located inside the alley so that the Princess has many neighbors that make her not lonely even though she is alone.

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It's been a week Airish has been living with the Princess. Honestly, he was already comfortable in the neighborhood where the Princess lived. It's just that there's no way he's forever hitchhiking. Airish returns to his apartment. Not only is the health condition improving, but also the condition of the liver. Airish has been much better, he no longer had time to monitor social media Cahya since living with the Princess.

As soon as he reached the apartment, Airish stepped softly. A flash of days with Cahya in the apartment suddenly appeared. He tried to stop him but he always failed to stop him. Just imagine, the long sofa that stole the attention in the main room was a sofa that was everyday so where Cahya lay unwind after a day in his restaurant. Then the 52-inch television that was stuck on the wall, was the item that Cahya bought when Airish just moved there. Plus some other furniture that Airish deliberately buy because the color is in accordance with the favorite color of Cahya.

Airish is like being plunged into a sea of facts that turns out he is still alive in the circle of Cahya. Really, living like this is not easy.

Should I throw all this stuff away?

Airish smiled bitterly. Even if I sell, it's the same as I still enjoy the results of Cahya's money.

All Airish wants is to be able to live comfortably without seeing the things that remind him of Cahya again. Airish walked towards his room. He sat his body at the end of the bed. There is a large painting that is a birthday present from Cahya for her.

A contemporary painting that Cahya bought at an art show. Cahya does have a pretty eccentric art soul. In the past, he had the crazy idea of wanting to be a keychain sculptor in the form of a male vit*l tool like the one currently found in Bali.

Ngaco is you! That was the reaction of Airish.

Airish took down the painting, and moved it to the warehouse, the next room that was never used. Aside from the painting, there are still other twists and turns from Cahya that he also moved to the warehouse.

After feeling that his room was almost no more traces of Cahya, he also broke his body and a split second he fell asleep. In his sleep, he hoped that there would be no more sadness after this day.

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Day after day passed, the hope of being able to get back up from the slump was not that easy. Even to enjoy the morning with a cup of coffee he was no taste. He wanted another activity that was different from the one he used to be with Cahya. He had to change all his routines.

Losing a loved one, losing weight, losing dreams. Three things that make Airish almost torture himself. He spends a lot of time outside.

Wake up at 09:00, shower and get ready. Then look for inspiration to write in the park, in cafes, or it could be on the streets. Without going back to the apartment until the night. Because he had to really wait physically tired so that when he arrived in his room there was no time to cry for Cahya who had left him.

Airish POV

"Hoaaam"

I opened my eyes that were always sleep deprived. Last night I came home in the middle of the night for a visit to the Princess' house.

I walked into the kitchen looking for something I could eat. Then take a shower and get ready to go again. That is my habit every day. I don't know the word rest. Because resting will even make me remember the story and then with Cahya. Ah, it's hard to forget. Why did he leave without a word? Making excuses for lying is okay as long as I have an answer as to why I was left behind.

It's been almost a month I'm like an undead. I lost weight up to 3 kg. Many people who know me ask why I got so thin, simple I answer me again diet. Natural diet, diet eat liver is the most powerful to eliminate fat.

For almost three hours I sat on a quiet park bench looking for writing inspiration. It was an offer I was forced to accept in order to continue living in the capital. The money saved, the most to eat, pay rent for the apartment, and set aside a little for my parents. I really envy young people today whose savings have been hundreds of millions. He asked in his heart, What business are they? Or what work do they do?

When the mind is deadlocked, remember that today I have not checked social media Cahya. I hurriedly pulled out my phone to monitor the ex. Actually I have often reminded myself not to talk anymore Cahya because it will only make me hard to sleep, but can not. I kept looking for his name in my search field.

Jheng

As a hurt person, my thumb knows what to do.

AnnisaNDW

The number of posts is almost a thousand. Average likes are hundreds of thousands.

"Hm, who is this woman. A selebgram? But for almost 24 hours I was sosmed, why didn't I know him. In fact, if he's famous, I should be familiar with him or his account"

I'm looking for a deeper knowledge. Oh, it's worth it she's so pretty and clear. It turns out that the owner of several branches of the beauty clinic.

"Outside my history. It's worth me being easily eliminated, it turns out my rivals level of angels and money anyway"

Right now I want to protest God. Because he created me with face and finances that are mediocre. Why between the two, don't give me one more. At least good looking good account. Good looking even if not good.

Back, back, back

Back to Cahya's post, I read people's comments there. "Hm, it turns out they're already fitting a wedding dress"

I quit social media. I stood up, I kept my laptop and my phone. I know where I'm going.

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"Hi Nisa, I'm Airish"

Ck, why is it polite like this anyway. Remember Rish, the one who called your future!!!

"Hm, what's the matter here?"

Ketus very nih girl. I guess good attitude, it's not ah, it's still good.

"Gue came to see you with a good intention and purpose. I want to tell you, I'm currently pregnant with Cahya's child"

"What?" Nisa's eyes suddenly opened to look at me. "Gue can't believe it. I know you're a reckless woman. You dare in the middle of the road raging with Cahya, hm you think I will believe the same words lo" he said.

"Look at my physique! The more days I get thinner. Just aja, men who impregnate me will even marry each other women. Obviously I'm stressed out"

Nisa stood up and walked back and forth in front of me. He seems to be getting influenced by my words.

I gave him time to digest every word I said. If he believes, it means I won.

"Lo get out of here!" Expel me.

I deliberately put a sad face in front of him before it passed, so that he thought of canceling his wedding. I'm doing this, because I don't accept it if I'm the only one who's hurt.

The POV Airish End