Your Heart&My Heart
Ex-boyfriend

"Your smile is beautiful as a rainbow after the rain." ~ Arunika Baskoro.

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For the first time, the man smiled at me. Surprised, though it was vague, but it made me think that the man who was now my husband was a real warm man. However, many possibilities have occurred to make it seem locked up in its own world. Whether it was love or betrayal, I had no idea.

It feels ... tonight to be perfect on top of the sadness that has happened. Fate and fate are unpredictable, but the life that is left behind must continue even though it must eventually be remembered.

"Later look at his sights, right in that room. Have pity on this one," said Ettan to make my eyes diverted from Mas Adikara.

Damnit.

Since when can an Arun be groggy like this. My hands shake when I touch the cutlery. Whether it was because of her smile or her gaze earlier, I don't know either. Eyes also hide the shame that arises, because Ettan changes it.

"You make her blush, Tan," continued Dita meltedek.

"Eat quietly. You're making him even more embarrassed" Gala flattened.

I let out a rough breath. Hah, I don't know how I feel right now. It's like a nano-nano candy. Without caring around anymore, now I choose to be immersed in thought while enjoying dinner without passion.

After dinner, I did not go straight to a room like Mas Adikara. A moment in the guest room, where all my friends chose to sleep together. The conversation about Mas Adikara was not missed by them. Too bad, I'm tired of talking about it. It is best to avoid before going over the limit.

"You sleep. I hope it's dawn tomorrow I can wake up. I want to deliver your return. Thank you very much, because Uda wanted to come here. And sorry, at the wedding yesterday, I couldn't serve you wholeheartedly" I told them with a smile.

"Serving with all my heart? I've heard of it, but where?" Ettan tilted his head.

"Not to think about it. Tired of thinking about unimportant things, Tan," said Elle, before she pointed to me, "you don't fly away, Run. We know you're busy too and now grieve. Time to rest, I know you're so tired. Don't think about useless things, Run."

Gala, who was sitting beside me, touched my shoulder.

"Ending your grief after getting out of this house, later. Start to create your happiness, Run, with your husband for sure. Only to him now you depend. Difficult or happy, share with the man. Even though he looks cold, I'm sure he's a good man to you."

The sound of applause airs in the room.

"What Gala said was there was a point. I agree with him, too, Run. Achieve your happiness. Destiny let it go as it pleases, but you still have the mind and mind to decide your life. The point is, we are with you" Dita said.

I'm nodding. "Thank you for everything. Your presence here makes me, mba Arini, bang Boy, so entertained. Then you rest. If you need anything, you can call me. Blankets and other pillows, they're in the closet near the bathroom. Good night everyone," I told them, then stood up from the bed.

"You're making me sad, Run. Give me a good night hug." Elee stood up to follow the others. And the five of us hugged each other.

"We'll always be there for you, Run," Ettan said before we took off a hug. A smile came out, and I finally stepped out of the room.

I would love to be in my room not far from the guest room for a moment, but I can't even be scared. Afraid to cry again and again. Tired, I feel so tired.

Finally, the brain invites the feet to walk through several rooms to the stairs. However, when he found an open lounge decorated with dim lights, he asked his feet to stop. The room brings back memories to the times when you often spent time there. On the sofa, mama sat alone while embroidering Mama's hobby that was never timid by age.

"Still want to be there?" reprimanding someone woke me from the daydream.

Unknowingly the tears have passed through the fertilizer, as this self leads to the source of the sound. The man seemed to be shading from my view.

"Why don't you sleep, Mom?" I swiped a trail of water on my cheeks.

"Waiting for you."

"Agh, it doesn't need to be like that Mas." Both feet continued to move closer towards him. He was really waiting and waiting for me to come.

We both walked up the stairs in the silence of the night, without a word. The silence brought us into my room.

Hurry to take action as you had in mind before. I pointed my feet at the bed. Mas Adikara and I had to sleep separately, I thought.

"Sleep in bed, Mom. I slept on the sofa," I said as I picked up a pillow and blanket on the right side of the bed.

Mas Adikara is still standing not far from my place. Silence she made this gaze point at him. We stared at each other for a while.

"Why see me like that, Mom?"

"Sleep in your place."

"Do you think I'm comfortable?" the question now makes me a little surprised.

I twisted the body, but I found the back of the field turned my back.

"Comfortable? What do you mean?"

"Look at that wall. A picture of my wife with her ex-boyfriend. Then, you asked me to sleep alone on this bed, so that I could look at the togetherness of the two of you from there, right? Right so?" He turned his body. His black eyeball clearly contained anger or dislike.

I glanced at him before moving my gaze to where he meant. It turns out, I forgot something there.

"Sleeping with your eyes closed, so just ignore it" I said without hesitation.

I thought it made sense and made him understand. However, everything was in vain.

"Can't."

"Why can't you, Mom? It's just the past. Sleep sideways or to the right, and everything is done."

"It's not that simple, Arun," he replied expressionlessly.

I was breathing out in frustration. "Then, should I take that photo, Mom? Do I have to go upstairs to take down that fucking photo?!"

"Don't yell."

"Huh, I'm really very tired. Why are you taking me noisily?"

"You still have the energy to hug all the men down there."

I opened my mouth and looked at him in wonder. What's wrong with her?

"They're my best friends, Mas."

"But I'm your husband."

"Then what do you want now?"

Instead of answering, he now stepped forward towards where I was standing. Right in front of me, we were facing each other at a distance that was not too wide.

I clutched tightly at the tip of the pajamas, as his face began to be pointed at me. Blowing breath from the nose of Mas Adikara, was felt to sweep the surface of the skin of the face. Even so, not one bit I intend to turn my face away from him.

"Sleep next to me. Don't expect me to succumb to sleeping on the couch or even on the floor. I hope, in the future it will no longer repeat like this." Suddenly I felt his hand grab me. Up in front of the bed, he took off my hand and climbed upstairs.

The sound of even the grip was as cold as the dark one that the night wind breathed out. He kept me quiet from the discussion.

"Well, I talk a lot when I'm near you" he said, entering the blanket, closing his eyes.

The true deceived. Previously, Mas Adikara was not a man who could be invited to talk normally like before. He got used to a few words, but not after we got married. He likes to scatter words, as he was told to me.

For a moment I thought, how did Mas Adikara know that the one in the photo was my ex.

"How did you know it was my ex-boyfriend?"

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