Prince From Another World
Sorry, Edgar...

I woke up with my head heavy. Look around, this is my room. I'm trying to remember what happened last night. I danced with Edgar and then kissed and after that I don't remember anything else.

I'm going downstairs. The house as usual. Sienna and Justin must have gone on their honeymoon. I was just about to go upstairs. When Aunt Jane came home with a lot of groceries.

"Abibi ... Aunty's not working?" I asked while helping her bring groceries to the kitchen.

"No. Aunt has stopped. Sienna won't let auntie work anymore!" answer aunt Jane.

"Auntie must be lonely after Sienna left," I said.

"No, hon. Sienna and Justin will stay here. After their honeymoon is over, they're going home to Jackville. A few days there and just got back here. Justin's got his job here anyway" Jane's aunt explained.

"Oh. Nice work! So Auntie won't be living alone anymore. Especially after they have children, this house will definitely not be quiet anymore" I said.

"Yes, Sienna had already gotten her little happiness. It's your turn, Riza! Don't just think about your job, think about your future!" said aunt Jane.

"Oh yeah, Edgar took you home last night. He's been looking after you till late at night. He's very worried about you. He said you drank too much. He's a good young man, Riza!" aunt Jane continued.

I was silent for a moment. Yeah, I know about that.

"Auntie ..," call me.

"Yes?" replied the aunt in the middle of her busy putting things.

"How did Bibi get through all this after uncle's departure?" ask suddenly.

Aunt Jane stopped for a moment. Calmly he smiled. Then answer my question,

"It was because of the great feeling of love that made Auntie strong. Your uncle has been happy in nature there, so Auntie doesn't deserve to be sad. Aunty loves your uncle very much and that love is channeled to Sienna. Riza, we can't fight destiny, but it's not good to keep focusing on that sadness. Remember, on the other hand, there are still people who need us. There are still those who hope for us and love us. So, we must keep our eyes open and let the sadness pass. We must live for those who love us."

"Why do you suddenly ask that, Riza?" now the aunt asked because she felt strange.

"It's okay. I just want to know" I replied with a smile.

"You're young, Riza! Your path is long. Don't let that 'losing' hold you back! One day you will definitely get better than he who has left!" aunt Jane said with her advice.

"Yes, Auntie. Thanks!" my reply. And I went back to my room.

I thought about aunt's words. Especially his last advice. Was it after letting go of Wallace instead that there was a very considerate and kind Edgar? I don't get it. I agree with aunt's words. I don't deserve to be sad because he's happy there. Although the sadness had passed but the feeling did not easily disappear. Until now I did not dare to accept Edgar. If I accept it just to forget Wallace, or I still think of Wallace, doesn't that mean I'm so cruel. But I already kissed her, what difference does it make? I feel so bad. I was playing with his feelings. Hanging his feelings without clarity for years. I don't want her to leave but I can't accept her love either. I am so confused by this feeling.

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The Edgar residence. He was sitting on the garden terrace behind the house. His mind was full of questions.

'How's Eriza doing today, huh? She's up yet, huh? Was he mad at me after he kissed her last night? Or will this be a good start? Ah, I wish I could hope so.'

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I was standing in front of the window. When I heard my phone ring. I grabbed it straight away. A message from Edgar. I immediately replied to him.

Edgar's car drove through a deserted road. Today he took me to the beach. We were still joking as usual. He didn't talk about yesterday at all.

We played water as usual, mocking and chasing each other, until it did not feel like the day began in the afternoon. We sat on the rocks waiting for the sun to set.

"Edgar, next week I'll be back out of town continuing my contract!" I started a chat.

"What's that fast? You've been here a month. Are you leaving again?" ask Edgar not to believe it.

"Then, how long have you been gone?" he continued.

"Maybe five years," I replied flatly.

"That long?! Riza, are you not thinking about how I feel? Do I have to wait that long again? Can't your job just move here?" ask Edgar.

"I'm not asking you to wait, Edgar! Find another girl! I don't deserve you!" my answer.

"What I love is you, Riza! How can I find another girl?!" obviously Edgar with a clear voice.

"Sorry Edgar, but I don't love you. Can't!" I said slowly.

"Why can't it? Is it because you're still thinking about Wallace?" ask Edgar.

"I don't want to think about it. I don't even feel sad. But as soon as I tried to open my heart to someone else, he popped into my head. I don't want to accept you just so I can forget. While I don't love you. I don't want to be. So, you better stop expecting me!" I answered Edgar.

"I don't understand women's hearts, I don't know how long they've been healed from their past wounds. But if it's your decision I'll try to accept it. Even if it means I have to stay away from you! You got it, right?" edgar said with a tone of contempt.

I just nodded my head. I understand he won't be able to forget me while he's still with me. Maybe this is better. With feelings that kept appearing and sinking like the sun I didn't even dare to love anyone.

In our silence only the sound of the waves was heard. The setting sun leaves a reddish orange hue. This may be the last sun we can enjoy together. In my heart I can only whisper 'sorry, Edgar!'. I will no longer be a burden to you.

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...29 July 2019,...

...Maybe it's the last day I met Edgar. I have not only lost the one person who loves me but also as my best friend. It would be better if I went far. Befriend with solitude and enjoy my life. In spite of the all-round wrong feeling that kept ensnaring my heart....

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Just a little scratch on my diary. It's not a beautiful day. But not bad either. I'll be leaving soon. Back to my busy life.

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