
"Mba Roses, where's the closet going to be placed?" ask the housekeeper.
"Oh, that's just put it in the middle room. Ask Mr. Mujib, I had a discussion with him yesterday" said Mawar.
"Good, Mba."
The rose went upstairs to her room.
"Hiks! Hicks! Hicks!"
The rose stopped its steps as it passed through Adila's room. From the outside came the sound of a hurry that broke the silence of the house. The rose that was near the door of the room, immediately felt worried. He approached the door and anxiously opened the room. In it, he finds Adila, his cousin, sitting with a face soaked by tears.
"Adila, what's going on? Why are you crying?" tanyanya's worried.
Adila, in a disjointed voice due to her crying, tried to explain the situation. "Rose.. I.. I. today I cut off my relationship with Arvy. Huhuhuhu ..." he hugged the rose. The two embrace each other.
The rose was surprised and stunned. "disconnected? But you love her, right? Why are you doing that?" tanyanya.
After returning from abroad, Adila's attitude has indeed changed a lot. Even Adila had experienced head trauma that made her lose her memory. During that time Rose was asked to often accompany Adila so as not to feel lonely. Especially those cousins who were close.
Adila tried to stop her crying. "I can't be with Arvy anymore. I don't deserve him anymore" he said.
The rose did not understand what Adila meant. Since coming home, Adila has told me nothing. His cousin became quieter.
"Sit down, Dil. Tell me clearly." The rose invites Adila to turn to bed. Both of them sit there.
The rose wiped away the tears that flowed down Adila's cheeks. He let his cousin rest a little more.
Adila was crying again. He was not strong enough to reopen his old painful wounds. He was almost depressed and wanted to die from it.
The rose was stunned and could not hide her expression of concern. He understood how heavy the burden Adila bore was.
"Dila, does Om and Auntie know about this too?" ask Roses.
Adila nodded. "You're all I'm telling you, War. Don't tell anyone, this is embarrassing. Huhuhu.." he covered his own face.
"This is not true, Dil. We need to go to the police. Who did that to you?" ask the angry rose. He did not accept anyone harassing his cousin.
Adila shook her head while crying. "If you do, I'd rather die, War. Don't talk about it anymore!"
"But you've been a victim of crime, Dil! That person should be reported to the police!" mawar.
"No, no! Already, don't talk about it anymore. I don't want to see him again. Huhuhuhu ...."
Adila looked scared. He knew that the man who helped him and abused him was not a random person. Although he took the legal path, it will not necessarily succeed. Especially if the person is a stranger.
The rose gently stroked Adila's head. "I'm so sorry to hear what you've been through. But it wasn't your fault. You can't blame yourself or feel inappropriate. You are a precious person and deserve love and happiness" he said.
Adila raised her sad face, trying to understand the words of the Rose. "How can I share my life with Arvy after everything that has happened to me? I was devastated and afraid that he would find out and leave me."
The rose approached Adila and sat down beside her. He placed his hand on Adila's shoulder as a sign of support. "If Arvy really loves you, he will support you and understand your situation. We cannot predict how someone will react, but you also deserve happiness. Don't let fear and doubt keep you from finding your own happiness."
Adila looked at the Rose with a look of hope and doubt. But in his gaze also emanated a slowly growing determination of heart. "But I'm not sure. Maybe Arvy'll be desperate to find that guy if I say so."