Victim Feeling

Patient

After meeting Nisa this afternoon at one of her beauty clinic branches, Airish went to the massage place to relax her body because almost all of her energy that day she used to thwart Cahya's marriage plans through Nisa. After that he went in no direction until he felt tired and went home when the night began late.

Airish opened the door to his apartment. Cold air is welcome because he went to forget to turn off the AC (Air Conditioner). When he turned around to close the door, he saw a piece of paper lying on the floor.

Door closes. Airish took and opened the paper.

Rish, Nisa's meeting me today crying. Because she said you're pregnant with my son. What child do you mean? I never even touched you, Rish.

Rish, I'm sorry I couldn't keep our promise to be together. Because now Nisa is my future wife. Don't you try to fail our marriage. And also my indifference when you hit me the other day at the red light, it was only because I appreciated Nisa. Forgive these cowardly men, Rish.

Airish cried as he pleased with the hand that was clutching the paper from Cahya. He really misses the presence of Cahya in his life. The shadow of Cahya was knocking impatiently at the door like it had once crossed his memory.

It must have been Cahya knocking loudly at the door, calling Airish's name many times. Unlocking, Cahya finally wrote it on paper and attached it under the door.

Airish sat down with his head resting on his knees.

"Ayaaaaa, I missuuu hiks. I need you more than he does. I love you, Ayaaaaa hiks" Airish to his feet. He was so hurt that Cahya cared more about other women's feelings than he did.

There is no way Cahya does not know how hurt Airish, obviously on their engagement day Airish took out all of his heart which he sent through voice notes while crying sobbing anyway. Or, the rush of rain when it was able to beat the volume of Airish sound?

Previously, Airish had almost gone to art because Cahya had come. But, it turns out that his arrival was only to straighten out slander. Which is basically to keep their marriage going according to plan.

Until Cahya was willing to come because Nisa was crying. Then what's up with this much more frequent Airish cry?

"HUAAAAAH" Airish was screaming hysterically for being disappointed, angry, hateful. All become one.

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Airish woke up later than usual. He walked into the living room and watched television. He was in his apartment all day, not wanting to go anywhere.

After a day just watching television, he was reminded of a cell phone that from last night he did not mind. Seen some incoming calls from film directors who would want to ask about the script has been to where? Then there was the call from the Princess.

Airish typed a long message for the Princess that she is not going anywhere today. So, maybe if the Princess has any business with him can meet him in the apartment.

Suddenly, Airish remembered Mr.'s contact. X who at that time informed the location of Cahya's application. He saw that there was still no profile photo so Airish still could not know who the person was.

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Time after time, Cahya's wedding reception is getting closer. Wedding preparations are 85 percent. The invitation is also ready to be sent.

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That afternoon the sun was very bright. Airish ordered orange ice in a coffee shop he was passing by.

"This guy, Neng?" Ask the shop owner.

"No, Sir. I happened to pass by"

"Oh, the pantesan I never saw"

Airish just smiled politely in response to the words of the Father. Then he paid for the drinks he ordered.

What he did not realize, when Airish completed the script turned out to be Cahya carrying out the recipe. Airish never knew when the exact date of the event was, he only saw in Cahya's post that the man had officially become the man's husband.

Airish arranged the pieces of his heart that were torn apart. If asked, what is love? Answer yes. But be self-conscious that he must accept this harsh reality.

The cold wind tonight, Airish who can not sleep even pensively imagine the intimacy that might be being done by Cahya and his wife. They make out last...

"It's Rish, they're legal. It's only natural they do that" Airish said by beating his cheek to quickly wake up.

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Airish POV

The next day...

I'll meet the Princess at my apartment. But before the Princess came, I shop for basic necessities and snacks first in the minimarket near the apartment.

"Is there anything else?" Ask the cashier.

I folded my hands to my chest.

"How can you ask that? While finding one is difficult" I replied annoyed.

"Sorry Mom, I mean is there anything else you can buy or is this all?" Said the cashier by bowing down.

I sighed softly. What's wrong with me?

"No, no more" I replied. This time with a very soft tone. I feel bad. Why am I so sensitive now?

After I finished shopping, I went straight home. I prepared all the snacks I bought on the table. I'm waiting for the princess to come.

Not long after, the guest I was waiting for came. He came with a box of pizza. Then we sat on the sofa with the television on while we told stories.

I've been telling you how I've been the last few nights. The princess listened to all the outpouring of my anxiety every night I went through.

"Gue is confused Rish, sometimes you are very aware that linger long if Cahya is not good. But lo masiiihh aja mengkutin him. Which you will also lose yourself. Mending, you busy yourself with what cake, your hobby for example"

Hm, you're the one who doesn't know Put. Just so you know! I run every night just for the sake of not thinking Cahya again.

"Strouble Put, really bad luck. People who wake up and sleep again are always there for me. If I run out of ideas, he also gives me motivation to write. He can suddenly send it try, or sometimes martabaklah he said to fill with energy. It's that caring attitude that makes me not look back, Put. And where else can I find his rich partner. Take it here and there to be patient with my changing mood".

"Lo should be grateful, you know! Because you lose the person you love, while he loses the person who loves him. And then find a man whose love is much greater than you. Do not rush too. Relax, even I think living alone is more exciting than having a partner. You are patient!?".

"So I have to be patient, patient again, patient continue. That so?" I asked the Princess and then bribed a slice of pizza into her mouth.

"Yes. Despite the fact that 1% is strong, 99% is Allah, O Allah, O Allah, (complain)"

I was comforted by the Princess' joke that matched that reality. Until we're not focused anymore and the story goes everywhere. Ngalor ngidul advises each other even though both are not right, equally stressful.