The Door of Destiny Removing Single
Episode 34

EPISODE 34

LONG CONTEMPLATION

The 12th day of the meeting in Jogja

I'm preparing to head to the meeting room for today's session. If things go well, then tomorrow will be the last session I have to go through. Living 12 days with someone who has come and gone, then coming back to heart is not uncommon.

Sometimes I also think that the game of destiny deceives me too often. Perhaps this time too, reuniting with Zaky is a fateful encounter. I thought I would have the same wave of taste as before, but this time my heart clung to something no longer wanting to look back on the past.

I took the place according to my work group. Today each group must present the results of their respective discussions. Whether I should be grateful, or just the opposite, Zaky became one of his assessment team. If I had to be professional in front of him, it would be awkward. But, show must go on.

We made the most of the discussion time, I was determined not to let down the leader who had sent me here, plus there was Zaky. After all, I had to amaze him. Perhaps this was a reply, after nearly two weeks with her, I was only able to look down or throw my face away if she approached me.

When the presentation arrived, we advanced to where it had been provided. The room that I had been familiar with for almost two weeks, suddenly became foreign. Nervous. As soon as I connected the laptop to be able to appear on the screen, it died. I tried many times, I was still dead. Demikan when my partner tries to help. Only the blue screen is in front. I tried to overcome my panic, I had a glance at Zaky, sure enough he was watching me from earlier.

****** me!

Why should this laptop be fussy when I have to do a presentation in front of Zaky. About 10 minutes passed, Zaky stood up and approached me.

“Need help miss?”, he asked as he grabbed the cable from my hand

I was nervous, between shame and panic. Zaky lowered his head and tried to fix the cable position. Then..”klik” the screen is on.

I bow my head, a gesture of gratitude. Zaky in his signature style breezed back to the seat. Gathering my courage and confidence, I began the presentation. This time I have to show my ability and be worthy to be in this position.

The session ended sooner than the day before. At 3 pm it was completed, sluruh participants have been released. The closing ceremony will be held tomorrow. I am grateful to finally be able to rest early. After clearing all my belongings, I rushed towards the room. I'll use my free time this afternoon to buy souvenirs. Surely I need a lot of souvenirs, especially Si Jasmine has also been promised a lot of toys.

A message came in my phone. Farhan.

Farhan : “ Tomorrow, Jasmine can pick up to Jogja?”,

Dea : (frowning and smiling) “ Can, the papa can also kok”

Farhan :”...with pleasure”

Dea :” tomorrow, most likely noon at 10 o'clock already spun, I'll say again tomorrow”

I threw my body on the Mattress, what a sense this was. It appeared every time I replied to Farhan. Maybe the candidates miss, I thought. Yes maish candidate, because miss who has not had a relationship, to me is still taboo. May this comfort come true, and fate no longer play me this time.

After getting ready, I immediately went down. But my view stopped on the package Zaky gave me last night. My heart moved to open it. Back when we were together, gifts were one of Zaky's hallmarks. This time it increased, the gift was wrapped neatly. I opened it slowly. Turns out a bone-white sweater, a sweet one. I tried to find, maybe there was a piece of paper accompanying. Apparently nil. What does that mean? I don't know, I tidied it back up and stuffed it in a big bag. I also slide down.

When I got out of the elevator, the familiar face appeared. Apparently he was waiting for me. I was also clumsy. But I tried to be ordinary, and it was easy. There's something strange inside of me, I thought I'd be nervous when I met this handsome face. More handsome than when I was with you. Cooler it looks now.

“At least I deserve a thank you from you right?”, Zaky said. Without too long a stale remark, I agreed to his request to accompany the streets. Fortunately, there were no participants who came down, so I did not have to fear being caught on the road with Zaky. I walked to his car, we finally got one more car after all this time.

I hope nothing happens this time. Because really I still remember how sick and hurt I had to take it off first. The same wound, I don't want it to reoccur. Because I realized, our situation is not possible to be together. I asked Zaky to deliver to buy souvenirs first, he agreed because apparently he also intended to buy. Since when? Thought. Who for? It doesn't seem to be my business.

We spent about 1 hour buying souvenirs. I see, Zaky also bought some stuff, for the ladies. I try to be ordinary, maybe now there is already something to his attention. Zaky took me to a comfortable place to eat. From the moment we left, we didn't talk much. Just as necessary. Perhaps this awkward feeling was also felt by Zaky.

I spent my dinner without a sound. What am I supposed to say after this? Bring him back to the hotel? Or still have to accompany him for a walk? I guess, I can only wait, Zaky is in control.

“I don't mean to discuss the past and try to get you carried away, but at least I want you to hear some things, which I think you need to know”, Zaky started a conversation. I'm watching closely. I took a breath, which suddenly felt a little heavy. Zaky started the story.

After the separation, Zaky went to Jakarta to open a property business independently. He left home, as a form of escape from the failure of our love story. However, Zaky still had time to return because of the news of his father's death. Apparently during a meeting with Gio some time ago, that was Zaky's return.

His sister is married, and currently lives in Bandung. While his mother, now also has continued life with her new partner. Zaky said he had returned to Jakarte for some time, because he felt his hope to be with me was dashed. Of course, back then he thought I was with Gio. But the sad news came back to him, his mother also died due to an accident. This forced Zaky to return to his home.

Jogjakarta. It also seems that this is not a coincidence. Zaky volunteered as a trainer, knowing that our company needed him for this event. It turns out that Zaky was never far from me, she was still always watching me. He also knew my story of running aground with Hafiz. That brought him back to try to rebuild my relationship with me.

“But this time I realized. After I look, your eyes are expressing honesty. A fact, that it is no longer me you want”, Zaky ended his story and smiled bitterly.

I looked far away, not feeling the fine grains sliding on my cheeks. I think Zaky needs a full version of me, too. One by one I told him the weight of my steps forgetting him. My meeting with Gio. My relationship with Hafiz. It's every relationship I try to build with those two men. I also told him about my current situation, which to me was no longer an escape but rather a rescue effort from the fragility of the heart.

Destiny has completely swayed my heart. Meet and part, crumble and rebuild. Time and time again. Why did I have to be reunited with Zaky this time? If it used to be as if all the doors were closed to our love, and finally we had to retreat. Why is it that when this heart is numb, those doors seem to be reopened so wide.

We cry together. I let Zaky hold both my hands. At least I should be grateful for tonight. We, someone who loves each other and hopes to be together, have been separated by circumstances. Now, when things have turned around, it is my heart that no longer has the same taste for him. Zaky has been begging to get back together, but what can I do if this is no longer the same. A very wonderful game of destiny.

I steadfastly refused Zaky's request to get back together. There was a gap I could not explain, which prompted my conviction to say no. I obey my heart. Even if Zaky's father doesn't approve of our relationship is gone, it's the same for me. Restu never accompanied our relationship. I don't want to take advantage there. My little heart leads me back to a belief that Zaky and I can't be together.

We finally decided to go back to the hotel. All the way back, we were silent. Deeply reflect on everything that has happened in our lives. Arriving at the hotel, Zaky escorted me to the door of my room. Take the time to kiss my forehead and ask me to get some rest.

It turned out like this was the end my destiny of life wanted. We have to let each other go. Perhaps true, in the end love will lead a person to find his way. Our love path is here. That's reality.