When Love Fades

speak heart to heart

I arranged my meeting with devina. Certainly without alan's knowledge. Just to make sure that there will be no continuation of devina feelings.

I thought the actor was only in soap operas. Apparently not. It can haunt anyone. Me included. I don't know what's on their minds.

It doesn't make any sense. Only people who have strong hearts can avoid it.

I don't know if Mas alan can keep his heart for me. His name is also human, there must be a caliph.

I'm waiting for Devina at a restaurant. I don't know what his name is, I don't pay much attention. What is clear is the work in the city of Dhumman. In language I don't understand.

I want to speak from heart to heart.

"sorry. It's been a long wait".

"yes. That's fine".

We spoke quite briefly. No need to beat around the bush. It will just waste energy.

"to the point, ren. What do you mean I met".

What !!! Not wrong??. Why is he the sewot.

"well. . . I want you to stay away from my husband".

"i don't want to".

this woman really makes me emotional. I have to be patient. Don't get hooked. This is a country of people.

"keep on doing what you want !".

"i want alan".

"i'm not allowing it".

"i don't care. And I don't need to ask permission from you !".

I'm speechless. Holding back the body that had started to tremble. I took a deep breath and I exhaled slowly.

"i'm alan's wife. Until whenever I won't let any woman disturb my household. Cam is that !!.

"hey.... You think I'm a kid who's scared of your bluff !. I will continue to fight for my love. And you need to know. I've had sex with him".

"i don't believe your words. Sorry !!".

"it's up to you renata. It's your business to believe it or not. I'll be a lady soon too. Alan Abisal".

"don't dream you devina. Better get rid of all that fantasy. Because it's not gonna happen. It's free to talk to a woman who doesn't have a heart like you. It's only natural that you were abandoned by your lover. If I could meet him, I'd congratulate him. Because I've stayed away from female would-be actors like you".

I emphasize my words to the word 'actor'. I stood up and left devina.

I'd better meet alan. And let go of my longing for her. We separated for a long time. And the rest of the year for the mass alan to return to Indonesia.

I can't wait for those moments.

I walked and continued walking while enjoying the heat of Oman city. It was so cold at night. A city so crowded. Downstream of four-wheeled vehicles.

It feels weird. It is like a planet that does not understand their words.

Until finally I arrived in front of the residence mas alan.

"assalaminet..".

"greetings waalaikum".

"mas .. Have you eaten ?".

"already.. You ?".

"not hungry yet ".

I sat next to Mas alan who was lying on his bed.

"mas... Before I go back to Indonesia. I want to make a promise first".

He scrunched his right eyebrow while staring at me.

"appointment ?".

"yes... Promise not to curse me. No longer married and no honey for me".