
Will you complain again? Not only that, Amel avoids it. Meeting at the house that Keyla lived in, Amel will be silent like a mannequin, only answering as necessary. His chatty mouth full of laughter had disappeared.
Gilang could only glance from far away at his return. Without any intention of speaking, harboring his pain, at least being able to see Amel every day, a friend who unknowingly gave him a genuine sense of love, without expecting anything in return.
Until that day comes, Marina's day of labor. A sweet baby girl named Sany Ameliani was born. The ultimate marker of everything, Amel must fully surrender, raising his foster daughter in another city, in order for the disgrace of a Marina no one knows.
The night was getting late, that day Keyla wanted to start living in the main residence. As the future wife of a Gilang.
"Sir.." said Amel bowed, carrying a paperbag.
"Why not just give it to yourself? You guys are pretty close..." Leon gave a rough breath.
"He wouldn't like it if I gave it to him directly. And lately, we rarely talk. I was happy to see him smile, to eat him." said Amel, giving the paper bag he brought to Leon.
Its contents? Just a few boxes of homemade pastries, as Leon usually puts in his son's room.
The middle-aged man grabbed him, "You like Gilang? If you like, just say it..."
The thick-bodied woman shook her head, smiling, "If you say so, it will only feel awkward. Disturb his happiness..."
"Wherever, whatever he does, as long as he's happy. I've been quite happy." the fat lady looked down, walked away from Leon.
'Anywhere, whatever you do, as long as you are happy. I'm happy enough...'
The last words Leon heard as the short-haired woman was shoulder-length with bangs on her forehead, putting on a tie. Words filled with smiles as he had to leave his late wife on a business trip.
Happy enough already? The face was covered in blood, in a car accident. When Leon returned home from a business trip, the body was clean, buried leaving him with their three-year-old son.
"Honey.." he said as if talking to his late wife, "Gilang, will miss a once in a lifetime opportunity..." Leon, take off his glasses, wipe his tears. Realizing the sincere feelings that Amel had for his son. Maybe as sincere as his late wife was to him.
Staring at the departure of a fat girl who was back sitting on a park bench, waiting for Keyla to come home as his assistant. Fat women, who Gilang paid, with little payment to take care of the needs of beautiful women he adored.
It might be hard for you to see me just a little bit. Hiding everything, watching the love story I know what it will finally look like...
Is it so painful? It hurts, but stupidly I still want to see you. Even though, seeing you happy with someone else...
A woman with a beautiful body, a face that is nothing compared to me.
Maybe the love in your eyes is on him, not me who just bowed to see you from afar. Just waiting for you to be lonely to just talk and laugh comforts you...
It won't be long, I promise...
Until, I'm ready to go, as an ugly elephant. The big elephant that was never seen in your eyes...
***
A few weeks later...
"You sure?" Marina knitted her forehead, after signing the agreement.
Deal letter? Just temporarily, to legalize her carrying a tiny baby in her arms. Amel is still searching for information, the procedure for appointing Sany as his daughter.
The fat woman nodded confidently, smiling at the baby in her arms.
"Pity if a baby this sweet should end up in an orphanage. Sany dear, mother will raise you well." he said excitedly. After Marina had completely gone through her puerperium.
Amel was ready to pack his things, leaving Sany at Marina who he had moved to another boarding place. While he met Gilang to say goodbye, as well as resign from his job.
Weight is hard, but it has to be done. Fat, ugly, had nothing to be proud of, even today being the sole parent of a tiny baby. There is no hope for him anymore...
***
"Here, my resignation letter," the fat lady smiled.
"Ndut, why did you resign? Is it because of salary or job? If I don't like it, I'll find a new job in my family's company." he said holding a finger of a friend, who recently rarely talked to him.
The stocky woman was still faithfully smiling, "No, my sister wants to go to college outside the city. I couldn't let him live alone, so I was looking for a job there, "the reason is.
"But..." Gilang.
"When you can call me," those were the last words his best friend said.
A pal? Unwittingly the last two years only the fat woman became his interlocutor. The one who just nodded with all his words, smiled, listened to all his chatter.
But the fat elephant was gone, turning his face away from him.
"Ndut," his mock call, tried to stop Amel's steps.
"What?" asked the woman with stalled steps, without looking at her head.
"Change your face, get a boyfriend, you're too ugly." Inexplicably the piercing words that came out of his mouth. Gilang's eyes reddened, enduring the pain that suddenly spread in his heart.
"Emm.." That's the only answer that came from the woman's mouth, not looking back at all. Reluctant to look at Gilang's face for the last time, walking up to the front gate of the mansion. Ride the online taxi he booked to Marina's new residence, to pick up Sany, taking her away with him.
Gilang began to shed his tears, a painful farewell with his best friend. But is it true that only friends? It's too painful for him.
Leon let out a rough sigh, staring from the balcony of the room Gilang occupied. A last paperbag left in his hand.
A chance that his son passed...
What happened after that? Gilang stepped up to the second floor where his room was located. Passing with father.
"Amel just left food for you to dad. In return, I asked him to keep you from having an extramarital affair with Keyla." he said patting his only son on the shoulder, handing Gilang a paperbag, back on his way to the first floor.
While Gilang was stunned, he accused Amel of deliberately separating him from Keyla just because of money? Is that why Amel hated her, and left her?
A lot of thoughts ran through him. At last he stepped into his room. The light switch was not pressed it left the room pitch black. Only the moonlight from the balcony entered it...
"Ndut, why are you so irritable? Sorry.." he said downcast his tears. Until his vision was shifted to try to contact Amel's number. But it can't connect at all.
'The number you are calling is off, or out of range. Please call in a few minutes... The number your calling is not active or...'
The call was decided, trying to contact again but it was only the operator who answered. In the end Gilang clenched his hands, went back down, grabbed his car keys no matter what else, in a state of chaos.
Drove his sports car, overtake some vehicles, in an emotional state. Immediately down in front of the princess boarding house where his best friend lives.
However, the room had been locked, knocking was useless. Amel had completely disappeared, without even having the time to apologize, or beg him to stay...
***
A few months later...
One of the international hospitals located in another city...
"Search all over the place!!" a man over 35 years old.
The entire hospital was completely searched leaving not a single place.
No one realized, a young man slept in a newspaper-stained patient's shirt, his face and body covered in newspapers. In the area near the hospital, on the sidewalk. Like a hit-and-run victim. The wind revealed the newspaper covering his face. The handsome young man was seen, smiling trying to fall back asleep, while covering his face with the newspaper that had been revealed.
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