YOUR LOVE BROUGHT ME HOME

Eps38

In the afternoon in the middle of the dim orange I went down the city streets and stopped by a roadside stall to just unwind, almost all day I dwell on the files - personal documents owned by clients.

When I sat there on purpose I heard two young men were engaged in a conversation about the meaning of life

"What do you think life means?" ~ youth 1

"Life is a choice, meaning we are entitled to the way of life as we want" ~ youth 2

"If I'm the hell life is a struggle" ~ youth 1

"What is more precise is that in my opinion, life is freedom means free to choose what kind of life we want and based on struggle and sacrifice" said the owner of the shop

At the end they laughed after getting the answer they wanted, I who sat next to them also smiled.

The meaning of life has a lot of meaning just how someone responds objectively but not a few people who bounce back finally desperate to face the reality that does not match expectations after going through all the process to get what is aspired

As I am now helpless in the face of the reality of life, I cannot even enjoy the life I have been given, my life is now a journey that I myself do not know will stop where.

I also immediately paid for my drink and left the stall when dusk had changed.

I immediately rested after cleaning myself first arrived - suddenly the atmosphere of my room became dark I immediately got up from the bed to check out.

I had not had time to stand suddenly the atmosphere of the room back bright, I saw my two children standing right in front of me with a white rose and cake shaped love in his hands.

"Happy birthday mom...love you" said my two daughters simultaneously, I felt shocked and moved to see the attention of my two children to me,I have never remembered and celebrated my birthday.

This is the real meaning of life, the purpose of my life to make the people who love me happy are my two children.

I embrace spontaneously my two children tightly I cry happily there are still loved ones who are by my side.

"Bun let's dong ask for a request and immediately we cut the bun cake" said my little daughter impatiently

"Patience deck birthday mother you know" said sikakak while pinching the cheek of the sister

We smiled and enjoyed the atmosphere tonight.

I immediately closed my eyes to say my wish and immediately enjoyed the cake given by my two children.

"Oiya bun had almost forgotten" my daughter told me the white rose.

"Thank you dear "

"Lho if it should be thanking the mother who gave flowers dong bun"

"I mean"

"It wasn't from us kok bun,om grab who drove her" said my daughter and immediately left me who was still confused

the words of my daughter made me wonder I immediately read the writing inside

"You are the love of my life

and I look forward to every moment

with you....HBD by Bagas "

I cried tears, I did not expect Bagas to remember my birthday, I smell the fresh rose.

I've tried to throw away my hopes about Bagas, a hope far from reality, but now that he has reappeared makes me want to return to realize my hopes.

Is this the real meaning of life is the choice I have the right to choose the path of happiness in my life.

The sound of knocking on the bedroom door made me rush to wipe my tears.

"Bun someone called" my daughter gave me her cell phone and passed away leaving me alone in the room

"Hello....Who are you with?"

"How are you doing yank, do you like roses?"

Bagas yes it sounds Bagas I feel very happy as if the creator has granted my request earlier.

"A....I'm fine, ma'am"

"You don't have to apologize, I understand your situation yank, I know it's not easy to make a decision because a child is everything"

"Thank you"

"You're different now, I'm kind of a yank"

"Why do you have trouble sleeping, do you still remember me?"

"My answer is Gas, don't you know?"

"I've always been watching you, even now I'm watching you'

"You mean?"

"Walk to the window, I'm in front of you right now"

I immediately got up from my seat and stepped open the window of my room, Bagas was across the street and staring at me.

"Are you going to keep standing there or am I going to your house?"

"Ja"

"All right, I'll wait for tomorrow at the same place and hour, rest up"

After hanging up his phone Bagas passed away after waving his hand at me.

After Bagas disappeared from my sight, I immediately went to my bed feeling that my longing had been slightly healed.

Today I also immediately set out to meet Bagas in our usual place we often meet first.

I walked down the hallway of the hotel and then I stopped my steps in front of the door of one of the hotel rooms when I was silent in front of the door, there was a little doubt in my heart,a question came to my mind whether I was wrong to see Bagas, whether I should go back while I really missed him and I was here.

I slowly knocked on the door of the room with the number three zero five but there was no answer I was impatient waiting, I wiped my forehead which began to get wet with sweat, and finally opened my door and immediately entered.

A smile surfaced on his face with both hands wide open, and I also scattered in his arms, both hands touching his face.

"I miss "I said in tears.

Kukecup antidote shinduku after so many months did not meet, Bagas wiped my tears with the palm of his hand.

"Akupun kangen, even very kangen"

Bagas clutched tightly to my body.

"Happy yank's birthday"

Bagas thrust a black box at me.

"Thank you yes"

There were no more words I could say after receiving a gift from Bagas, the series of words I had picked up while on my way to yawn disappeared somewhere I was silent staring at Bagas, Bagas, he smiled then kissed my forehead and re-clutched tightly to my body as deeply as possible.

Suddenly my mind was raging as if someone was whispering to me "the bottom has no heart Bagas already belongs to his wife" I then brushed Bagas' hand away from his embrace.

"Why?" ask Bagas

I just kept quiet and a little bit away I didn't even have an answer to such a simple question, one side I wanted to go, one side I wanted to stay, one side I wanted to stay,I feel guilty by going to Bagas for a while and then I feel not so guilty, but the wrong time is not only me... not everything that's wrong my mind is really messed up.

Bagas got up from the bed and a moment later Bagas thrust me a new cup of instant coffee he brewed, slowly sipping my coffee Bagas back sitting next to me with warm coffee in his hand.

"You why the hell yank, talk"

"I'm guilty Gas.what we did this wrong should we think with what has happened.again we are separated by circumstances whether it is not marked that it.....

Bagas covered my lips with his index finger.

"I love you and I'm sure you did too even from the time we were kids.....You remember?"

I just stared at Bagas with a questionable look

"Why didn't I ever tell the teacher every time you made a mistake?"

(a little considering the class Head Bagas) whereas you yourself are always jutek because of jealousy all the women in our class are close to me, So there is no reason for what is happening now"

"Do you not believe in the name of soulmate? said Bagas back

I looked out the big glass window, Bagas sat up and wrapped his arm around my waist

In my mind suddenly came a belief that someone could have more than one soul mate including Bagas

I held the hand of Bagas that was coiled on my waist, then we were silent to each other just the heartbeat and long breathing that irregularly colored the swift rain out there.