YOUR LOVE BROUGHT ME HOME

Eps77

Until noon Bagas did not contact me at all, I was really upset because of the attitude of Bagas who began to be indifferent to me.

I tried to brush off the shadow of Bagas who came back to my mind, I tried to remember him as well as his smile, his shady gaze, his loose laughter as if dancing in my eyes so I remembered all about him.

Bagas means so much to me, even every second and every minute in my heart is always about him, but it seems like fate seems to be playing tricks on me.

" Why would God bring us back together if we finally separated again?" my heart whispered my heart felt so painful.

I looked back at my phone but Bagas never contacted me I felt desperate until a thought emerged that was not - it was not possible Bagas had fallen into another woman I shed tears for a time.

I tried to close my eyes to get rid of my sad feelings that were filling my mind honestly I admit deep down I was in a deep yearning, deep down,I was hoping to meet Bagas at this time but that hope was just a hollow hope that I myself did not know for sure when it would happen again.

The afternoon is now replaced by a gray twilight, the reddish shining minister this afternoon I just sit in silence in front of my house I let all the feelings that are struggling in my mind "do you know that I miss you so much gas" I whispered in my heart.

I have loved Bagas for many years but never thought I would be like this so I did not think my love would hurt this much at all,maybe I was wrong at the beginning of the step to start my love story with Bagas or maybe I was too rushed - rush to give up the feeling of love to Bagas, but is the feeling to blame? because the feeling of love will just come without me being able to stop it.

The blowing afternoon air could not cool my heart, I immediately got up from my seat stepping into the room, I threw my body on the bed my heart felt empty for too long I was covered in longs but not a bit Bagas care even maybe he had forgotten the words he had said before that he wanted to forever with me, now all just long sadness that I feel pain when people who are so meaningful arrive - arrived not so caring but so my love is still so strong for Bagas.

Tampa felt tears begin to flow down my cheeks, I was but every chest pain, my emotions fell apart as I recalled the beautiful memory with Bagas, she said,I really lost my way without Bagas life feels empty I can not even accept the reality if if we are not destined to be together because all this time I know my happiness is Bagas,I wouldn't even be willing if my meeting with him was just to give a lesson on how to sneak up and let go of the thought of all urging me to contact Bagas, Bagas, I grabbed my phone and dialed my number right away but just like last night Bagas didn't pick up a phone call from me my emotions were so overflowing I sent a message to Bagas I wanted to know what Bagas was reacting to I want a farewell to him did not wait a long time Bagas reply to the message I have sent him, as soon as I read the reply message from Bagas.

"Can't you just be a little patient I'm really busy and sometimes I just don't have time for myself"

"Or indeed you do not want me because you have now found someone more than me who can meet at any time to have to wait a long time"

"If that's true then do it and I say goodbye"

I read every word that Bagas sent through whatsapp messages I felt that I was so selfish but if talking about longing could be an opium that was ready to come at any time and the most efficacious remedy was by meeting but unfortunately I can not feel the meeting when the longing came stirred - gebu while distance and time became my biggest enemy of my longing, it was,I just want him to remember that there is someone waiting with sincerity when separated by distance by giving news as the antidote to the longing.

This I told Bagas that it was all because I was missing him after I conveyed it made me feel a little relieved,but what if the person we miss doesn't really miss us?

The clock has shown at 8 am but I am still at home lying on the bed, today children - school holidays I am so lazy to do activities today.

The ringing sound of the phone made me wake up from my sleep with the weight of my phone on the nightstand and back to lay my body on the bed.

"Assalamualaikum how are you" said a voice from across the street, I recognized the owner of the voice that belonged to an old friend of mine named Rita.

"Waalaikumsalam Rit" I'm not so healthy, you yourself how are you?"

"When will the show be called Rit" by the way"

"Today I, you can dong come"

"Sorry so much Rit like I can not come because my condition is currently not possible for me to be present at your sister's party, yes and hopefully samawa"

"Thank you for your prayers, may you heal quickly and do not think too much I should just end it"

"Thank you Rit okay another easy time - hopefully we can meet"

"Amin assalamualaikum"

"Girishal"

I wanted to continue my sleep but suddenly Rita's last words came back ringing in my ear what she meant by Rita's words just now that said "it's better not to think about it and it's good for me to end it all" whispered in my heart, I felt something strange with the words - Rita said what exactly what Rita wanted to tell me was really.

Rita's words made me undo my intention to go back to sleep My drowsiness was gone as soon as I went from sleep and rushed to the bathroom to clean myself after finishing my bath to the kitchen and brew a cup of warm coffee.

I sat on the dining table chair to enjoy a cup of warm coffee that I made myself but the words Rita still filled my mind made me all the while curious as to what exactly the same question came back to in my little heart.

"Mother is up?" said my daughter greeting me disperse my daydream for a moment.

"Bun should just take a break today do not have to cook for lunch" said my daughter who has been sitting next to me I looked at her, my daughter as if she knew will look into my eyes as if she wanted to ask her.

"Dad called bun, dad invited us to lunch outside today" my daughter explained to me.

"You love having lunch with dad, my mom can't come because she's not feeling well today" I explained to my daughter, he seemed to understand it and did not force me to stay at lunch with his father this afternoon.

"Mother wants you to make breakfast now"

"No dear mother does not want breakfast again mother does not appetite dear later if the mother is hungry mother will make her own"

"Mother sure"

"Dear, you don't worry" I said and got up from my seat and rubbed my daughter's head with a smile and passed into the room again.