SASHAS
.FIVE THREE

After the departure of my Son I tried to close my eyes but could not. I kept thinking about Dika, somehow there was a huge feeling of guilt and unwillingness.

I took my phone, I stared at the name listed, Dika. I intend to contact him, whether I feel very lost.

I don't know how many times I tried to type a message and delete it. I doubt and fear Dika will not respond. Until I finally gathered the intention and I sent him a message.

Sasha: Dude, I'm sorry. Don't stay with me.

I waited long enough for a reply from Dika. Not long after she returned my message.

***Dika : Sleep is already night.

Sasha: How do I want to sleep, my head is you.

Dika : Lies

Sasha: Please excuse me. I know I was wrong, but my feelings are like this. I still have trouble choosing who.

Dika: I'm backing out so you don't get confused choosing.

Sasha: I want you to help convince me. Not that you back off. I'm sorry if I'm selfish but honestly, my heart is still with you and there is still a Son.

Dika : Sleep Yes. Maybe you're sleepy, I'll pick you up tomorrow*.

Dika decided to end my message. I'm confused as to what will happen tomorrow. While I've told Son that I broke up, but I still beg to turn back the same Dika.

Sasha: Put, I'm sorry I left tomorrow with Dika. There's something I want to say to him that's not done yet. No papa, right?

Son: It doesn't matter.

I know the Son is currently disappointed, again I played them both. I am not sure whose heart this is for. I'm glad that Son came back to me again, and is willing to accept the current situation. But I can't bear to keep giving hope that's going somewhere this heart is going to dock.

The next day I was getting ready to go to the office, I had breakfast as usual a piece of bread and milk. Not long after my doorbell rang, I rushed to open.

"Hi Dik's. You actually picked me up" I asked Dika who was currently in front of me.

"Well, I promise you. Leaving now?" bring Dika. I nodded and closed the door.

There is a happy feeling at this time when Dika still wants to see me, it feels like I want to hug her at this time and beg her not to leave my life.

Dika and I were in the car. We were quiet for quite a while.

"Yes, can I ask you something?" tanya Dika broke our silence.

"I asked to quit this relationship. You are mine Sya. I can't have to share it with anyone and wait for something that I don't necessarily get" Dika explained to make me speechless. I am confused what to do, on the one hand Dika's request is right now. The relationship I'm making right now is wrong. I hurt him or the Son, not the love of his name if it hurts.

But I also don't want to lose both of them, they are the most important people in my life. The son of an important person in my past who came back. And Dika an important person in my future who has healed my wounds.

"Yes, can? I want to give you another 1 chance. But I ask you to stop with the Son. Same back as I am, my hands are still open to you. But if you can't, I really back off" said Dika again.

"Well, give me time to finish the relationship with the Son. You're gonna wait, right?" my many. I don't know why I can say this even though my heart isn't sure of leaving the Son.

"Okay, I wait. I give it 3 days yes" said Dika, I was surprised he gave a time condition. But I just nodded in agreement to his terms.

After a few minutes on the road, I arrived at the company. As usual, I checked several schedules and reports.

But I continued to be unfocused, thinking about Dika's words. I was at a loss to say what the Son was, the feeling of tightness at this moment present thought it would end with him.

"Hey beautiful, daydreaming what the hell." said the Son to wake me up.

"Eh sir, is it coming?" I said as usual when I was back in the office professional. I'm afraid there are employees who accidentally hear or see our relationship.

"My room is yes" said the Son, while walking into his room. I kept thinking, maybe it's time I told him.

"What's up, sir?" I asked when I was in the Son's room.

"Jeez, this is my room. I don't think you're focused anymore, why?" ask Putra. He and I are sitting on the couch.

I kept thinking about what I should do, without even noticing my tears.

"Hey why cry baby?" asked the Son while wiping my tears.

"Put I'm sorry. Right now I hurt you, I can't continue our relationship" I said trying to be strong and firm. I still dare not look at the face of the Son at this time.

"Yes, not papa. Dika who asked ya?" ask Putra. I was surprised because my son knew why I was doing this. I did not answer with a word but a nod of the head.

"I don't want to. If I want to keep you, so will I. So I don't want us to end up. After all, you made this decision and still have doubts. Gini, we're backstreeting from Dika and whoever it is. Tell him we're done." The son made me a little calm.

My heart returned to its original state, the feeling of tightness was gone. And I agreed to Putra's plan to keep this relationship going, even if it's out there I have to say we're over.

I hugged the Son at this time, somehow the happiness re-emerged. Even though I knew he still had wounds, I was selfish again to put aside the pain of the Son.

After my troubles with the Son settled, I returned to my room. I went back to my messy job when I wasn't focused.