Her.. A Choice For Me
PILU

After breakfast, Mahen decided to return to his room. He tries to think like his girlfriend by following the trail he left behind.

" Can, rest first, from last night you haven't slept right? ".

" But Brother's the boss... ".

" I want to be alone.. Go ".

" good.. I'm sorry ".

Candi pamit resigned herself back to her boarding while looking for ways or looking for clues from the room left by her best friend.

" Bram.. Go to the Yellow city, replace me overseeing the work there while Rey can't catch up.. I'm accompanied by Alex and the others here.. Ask the hotel driver to take you there ".

" Good boss.. I'm sorry I haven't been able to do much ".

" My girl is too smart, I'm sure she prepared everything for yesterday's execution... I'm just off guard, especially those of you who don't know him yet.. Just pray she'll be fine on her run ".

" Boss.. Fighting ".

" Sure, prepare... I go first Bram ".

Mahen picks up his laptop, his agenda book and all the things he needs later. His steps are gamang, today he will try to be calm. Her brain since yesterday couldn't think where the girl might go.

Out of the basement he steers his car towards the beach, after asking Alex to give a little space for him there to release the chest tightness.

Here, on the beach that he had visited with Naya last time, shortly after he did therapy for his trauma. (eps 45).

Mahen opened the envelope that read - sorry - , his heart was beating fast not because of the vibration of love but rather on whether he was ready to accept the bitter reality right in front of his eyes.

" Mobile phone, bracelet and ring.. uh ring is not there ". Mahen spilled the contents of the envelope onto her lap, there was no last ring of gift that she pinned on her naya finger as they spent the twilight at the marina beach bay a few days ago (eps.52)

" Flasso.... Honey, at least there's a part of me you're still carrying.. I wouldn't be angry if the ring ended up in a store... ". Mahen smiled wryly Bermonolog.

" Bishim..... ". Mahen took a deep breath before inserting the flash into his laptop port.

Just starting to play the video, the net is already foggy. Her sweet memories with Naya seemed to be thrown one by one as the slide continued to roll.

His heart slashed, suddenly all became blurry. The clear liquid is now pooled in his eye pelup. Mahen paused the video, he took a deep breath between being able to continue or close it.

" dear..... We are strong.... ". He continued to watch the video again.

Some of their memory songs together, the back sound of Ronan Keating this time sounded very hit the heart of mahen.

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.../The smile on your face. (Smiles on your face)...

.../Lets me know that you need me. (Tell me you need me)...

...There's a truth in your eyes. (The truth in your eyes)...

.../Saying you'll never leave me. (Saying you'll never leave me)...

.../The touch of your hand says you'll catch me wherever I fall. (The touch of your hand says you'll catch me wherever I fall)...

.../You say it best when you say nothing at all. (You say your best when you don't say it at all)....

" Honey........ Is that how you left me?... Is that how easy you want me to forget? ".

" O gusts of wind, tell my lover Ainnaya Misbach Shaki that I have too used to smell her fragrance, it is too common to be accompanied by her voice, it's even very ordinary he's circling my day all the time..... Honey, look at this... In the corner of my privacy room, it's all you... How I....... ". His eyes swept around the interior of his car full of Naya's necessities that were prepared by Mahen from the beginning he began to fall in love.

Skincare pouch, towels, sandals, shoes and even clothes and mukena neatly arranged in his car. He sobbed, his voice raucous withstanding the cries.

" How am I........... Throwing away all the things that have fused into my veins, my breath even my sweat... Honey look at me.. hyks hyks hyks ". Mahen gripped his steering tightly until his handbook turned white. His head rested on the wheel and complained several times there.

He fell again. His hard-earned heart Naya changed, Naya healed, and now back squeezed, by the person who gave her a new life.

" Stupid you are Mahendra, stupid...!!! ". Mahen came out, slammed the door of his car hard.

He walked down the beach. His heart was congested, his lung cavity seemed to stop supplying air until he had difficulty breathing.

" Yes my Robb... I've loved your other servant but never this love... I've been sick from your servant, but I've never been this sick..... ".

" Oh Allah....... I know all of you are the best... Redho, I am redho when You ask me to be patient again...... Me, redhoooooo ".

" Yeahhhh, Nayyyaaaaa.............. Dear.... You're evil.... ". Mahen vented all his frustration, his stupidity, his anger there. Right in Naya's place when she vented the same thing.

For a long time he stuck himself who sat weakly on the sand of the beach while looking at the vast expanse of sea.

" Astaghfirullah's..... Forgive me, O God... Astarghfirullah.... ". Mahen realized he was wrong, he was khilaf.

" O God, if You still give me a chance to meet again.. I promise, it will be better to keep her, I promise I will soon make her halal for me... ".

" dear.... I must have found you... Strengthen me in search of you, wherever you go..... Bismillah ".

Mahen wiped his tears, washed his face with a bottle of mineral water from inside his car.

Once again, before moving from where he stood, he looked ahead. Broad... But that does not mean endless, his determination back up.

" Wait for me Naya... ".

Mahen drove his car to where Alex was. Departure terminal to Bandung city. Alex discovers that her Miss is seen boarding a bus on the Bandung route. The lack of CCTV cameras in this city makes it a little difficult for Alex in his search.

" Boss, I've contacted our team there to investigate but according to the conductor, there are no passengers with such features ".

" Naya didn't go to Bandung, she wanted to outwit me ". Mahen guessed his unusual girl's way of thinking.

" Where else is boss? ".

" Lex, I'm gonna go see the manager of the store, you go to college, find out about Naya there ".

" Good boss.. I'm on the road ". Alex leaves Mahen still in his car at the terminal.

" Dear, don't play with me too much... I'm afraid I can't find your clue ".

Mahen turned his car back to the Mall where Naya was last seen. His heart continues to pray, may good fortune still be on his side.

***

Naya trenyuh, seeing how troublesome the mother queue to buy tickets, but the fate of the tickets they will go, run out.

" O Allah is finished, long time.. I was in a hurry, my husband was critical there... Please ". Mother's voice was heard at the counter attendant.

" I'm sorry, where are you going? I'm Naya ".

" To Bandung Neng.. Go home but it's the last bus and it's out of tickets. Have to wait tomorrow, mom's money is mediocre ". Complaints to Naya.

" Just use my ticket.. No need to replace, I can still wait ".

" really? thank you Neng, and Allah has made all things easy ".

" Hopefully her husband will improve ". Naya handed over a ticket in her hand to her mother.

He was restless afraid that Mahen had realized and sought her, but his heart could not bear to see others needed it more.

Kriiing, her phone's ringing.

" Good day, with Miss Ainnaya? I am HRD Mega Asri Mall 2 Solo, Your number is SIMp*t*inactive? ". Ask a woman from a retail branch.

" Lunch... Right, this is my new number, ma'am, according to the valid data I posted by e-mail yesterday ".

" Okay, we noted. You apply to be spg right? please come two more days to our Mall at 9 am for an interview ".

" right.. Not to Bandung Bu? the e-mail I received yesterday requires an interview in Bandung, its headquarters ".

" Since the Miss asks to be placed outside their regional area, the interview is conducted at the destination... Clear, Miss? ". Ask the woman on the other end of the phone.

" good.. Thank you so much for the information, ma'am ".

Naya sees the clock in her left hand, she must immediately go to the station today, to find a boarding house, rest so that the interview is fresher later.

To shorten the time, Naya decided to use the services of ojek around the Terminal to the station.

Along the way he responded to the story of the father of the taxi driver that if you want to go to Java better to the demonstration station to make it easier and get a cheap ticket, Naya agreed.

Finally, he arrived at his destination. Because he did not understand the route, he consulted the officer who was there. Before long, tickets are in hand, it's time to wait another 30 minutes until the train is ready to leave the city.

" Goodbye....... ". Still, her tears fell back as the train slowly drove away from the station.

Almost 7 hours drive to the new city, he has pocketed several boarding locations close to the Mall where he works. Naya is optimistic, will live better, easier here, although once again her heart is still doubtful.

Arrive Naya at the solo race station at exactly 9 p.m.

" Welcome.... Solo ". Naya breathes the night air of the city which is identical to her palace with a long pull.

" Neng, rickshaw? want to be taken to find a hostel? or to a hostel near campus? ". Tegur brother rickshaw when he saw Naya who looked confused.

" May Sir.. The Ir road. Sukarno yaa, Miss Retno boarding, you know sir? ".

" Away Neng, but it's okay, Mr. Inter, make a night seller ".

" The one that is close to Mega Asri Mall 2 where is Sir? ".

" Yes right, there... Mari Neng, it's already night and the air's getting colder" night ".

" good Sir... Yuuk ". Naya rode a rickshaw while talking to Mr. Rickshaw until it did not feel like 45 minutes had passed.

" Thank you until.... I'll call his guard in a moment ".

" Kulonowen.... Mas e ".

" Wonten Kerso menopause? bade is a madden ? ".

" Mrs Retno, Mommy... Wonten ngekost ngekost teng mriki... Mba, here ".

" Mas Night, I Naya the day after tomorrow have called mother asked the empty boarding room here? ".

" Oh, niki mba Naya from Jakarta? ".

" Nggih ". (Jakarta my male origin) Naya continues her sentence in heart.

" Into Mba.. I'll call Ms. Retno first... Matursuwun Mang's ". Answer the guard guy.

Naya gave the fare to the rickshaw man who had been away from the station. Wages that make your eyes sparkle happy.

" Neng, mostly ".

" Do'ain I'm here sir, just stay healthy and safe. You go home tonight the air is humid like it's going to rain.. Yea?! ".

" O Allah, mugi netted sustenance ageng Neng, healthy happy here ".

" Amijn... ".

Together with the rickshawman father who was away, Naya entered the boarding building which was quite clean and large. After meeting the owner of the boarding house who looks sangar, filling and paying for administration for one month, Naya directly entered into his boarding room on the 2nd floor, building B, number 20 near the stairs.

" Hey my new room... I hope I feel at home here... We start a new story... The Spirit of Naya ". Take a deep breath at midnight.

" Sister.... I'm fine, you were there too, right? Don't forget my message ". Naya took out a picture frame of her lover, she rubbed a handsome face that was clearly plastered there with love.

" Well me, O Ummi.... I'm strong here until I find a way to tell them I'm fine ".

" Sister, have you received my message? will you be looking for me? hyks hyx ". His heart again felt empty, he still very much expected Mahen to search and find her again but on the one hand, he did not want his loved ones to be hurt.

" Mahendra Guna, the only man in my heart...... It hasn't been a day, but I've missed you so much ". Escape already, the hard-earned clear liquid he had been holding since noon

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