We Are Different
After it
In the afternoon after work David was waiting in front of Mutia's house. Mutia looks reluctant to get off Bian's car.
"Mas mending we go aja yuk" asked Mutia.
Bian took a deep breath.
"I promised David I'd give him a chance to get you and convince him of his love for you. If I do what you want, it's the same as breaking my promise to her. Come down and accept he's a good guest. You love understanding" said Bian.
"But Mas" Mutia said worriedly.
"I'll wait in the car, but I can't get down because it's the same as me breaking my promise" Bian continued.
Mutia took a deep breath.
"Well shall I try" greeted Mutia.
Mutia grabbed her bag and was about to come down - suddenly Bian held his hand.
"I will support whatever you decide. And I'll wait in the car until he gets home. Don't be afraid of it" said Bian softly.
Mutia's heart warmed with Bian's attention like this. Bian is different to David, he is very mature.
"Yes" replied Mutia.
Mutia got out of the car and walked towards the fence of her house. David immediately greeted Mutia with his friendly smile.
"Hai Mut" said David.
"Assalamu'alaikum Vid" Mutia said.
"Was.. Wa'alaikumsalam" answered David stiffly.
Mutia opened the gate.
"Let's go in" Mutia asked.
"Yes" welcome David.
They entered Mutia's house. Bian could only monitor Mutia's house from inside her car.
"Please sit Vid" Mutia said as they were inside Mutia's house.
David sits on Mutia's couch. And Mutia sat right in front of David.
"Mas Bian told you everything, Vid, I don't agree. You promised as a man but didn't ask me who was in your promise. Vid I beg you not to damage my relationship with Mas Bian. My decision is final, I will marry Mas Bian. Let's just be friends, humungan like that is more suitable for us" said Mutia.
David looked at Mutia's face with a disappointed look. He shook his head.
"Mut I'm not going to give up, I'm still there for a week.
Not yet passed a day of cooking David wants to give up.
"I'm asking you to help me give me a chance to show you my love. That love still exists Mut, I don't want to lose you. I promise you this week you ask your heart, if indeed your feelings have been lost to me, I promise to let you marry Mas Bian" said David.
"Vid.thank you that you still love me. But I'm sorry I couldn't reply because we've been separated for too long. My love also disappeared with time. Now there is Mas Bian who filled it. And in a few days my mom and dad will be home. Our families will meet each other and will talk about our marriage" Mutia said.
David looked at Mutia's face expectantly.
"It's a matter of Vid's marriage, the two families are already interconnected. It can't be canceled and I don't want to either. Please understand, our story is over. I'm still getting married to Mas Bian" Mutia continued, trying to convince David.
David saw Mutia this time really, really mean it. And David realizes that the opportunity for him is no longer in Mutia's heart.
"So I don't have any more chances Mut?" ask David gently.
"Sorry Vid, I can only offer you a friend position" Mutia replied.
David took a deep breath.
"When I still have one week Mut, but not until one day you have decided my expectations" said David disappointed.
"I can't give false hope to you Vid, it will hurt you more" Mutia said.
David let go of his breath heavily.
"Alright Mut, it seems like I have no hope anymore. I can only pray that you and Mas Bian are happy" David resigned.
Mutia smiled sincerely at David.
"The same prayer I say to you, hopefully after this you get the best soul mate according to your wishes" said Mutia sincerely.
"Friends" pinta David.
"Friends" Mutia replied with a smile.
David stood in front of Mutia.
"Then I say goodbye to Mut, say my regards to Mas Bian" said David pamit
"God will I say. You are careful Vid and thank you for understanding my current situation" said Mutia.
"I'm sorry that I've been bothering us a lot lately" David said.
"It's okay, it's okay" Mutia replied.
David stepped away from the Mutia home area. Mutia escorted David to the gate. After that David got in the car and left.
Mutia had glanced to the right and to the left looking for the whereabouts of Bian's car but she did not find it. Finally Mutia turned around and entered the house.
Shortly after, Bian's car stops right in front of Mutia's house. Bian got out of the car and went into Mutia's house.
"Mas Bian, where were you?" ask Mutia.
"I'm going for a minute. It wouldn't be nice if David knew I was monitoring your meeting. I promised to give him time to approach you again. Later on he we I'm really afraid he'll take you" replied Bian.
"Reality?" ask Mutia.
"I'm really scared" Bian replied.
Mutia smiled happily at Bian's reply.
"But I believe that you will still choose me" continued Bian.
"Totally confident" said Mutia.
"It has to be" Bian said.
Bian and Mutia went inside the house.
"Aren't David coming home?" ask Bian curiously.
"Yes, how else is Mas, everything is done" replied Mutia.
"Done how?" bian asked confusedly.
"Yes done Mas, it's over" said Mutia.
"Koo fast, what are you doing?" bian asked increasingly curious.
"I just convinced David that there was no place for him in my heart" Mutia replied.
"Can he accept it?" ask Bian again.
"Can Mas, thank God he understands and wants to accept it well. There is no coercion let alone violence" Mutia said.
"Thank God I'm calmer then. I guess it'll be hard to convince her so I give her one week. But it wasn't until an hour later that he came home. Though this afternoon he was determined to fight for his love" said Bian.
Mutia smiled as she looked at Bian.
"I'd rather be honest than lie to David and give him false hope. That way David can decide his attitude" said Mutia.
"Well that's the best way just at the beginning I'm afraid David can't accept it" continued Bian.
Bian took a deep breath.
"Thank God everything can be done well" continued Bian.
"Yes, Thank God. Now we can focus on planning our family meeting. Next week Papa and my mother will go home" Mutia said.
"My family also can't wait to meet your parents" Bian said.
Bian and Mutia stared meaningfully and of course they were happy.
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