The Door of Destiny Removing Single
Episode 6
HE'S BACK
“Dea, ...you've been picked up, “ my mother called me.
I was surprised, the feeling I had not yet ordered an application for an invitation. Immediately I took my briefcase and rushed down to the living room. I took a look at my panda ball-drenched eye bags. Hemmmm, this last night's crying product is really plastered for real.
I still wonder who picked me up this morning. After saying goodbye to my mother and father, I walked towards the living room. Zaky with a smile p*ps*dentnya welcome me. The deg! Especially this….What other surprises fate has prepared for me.
“We leave now?”, asked Zaky as if there were no problems. A really strange creature. After a week it disappeared with uncertainty and incised deep cuts. Even the wound was still gaping, he suddenly returned. I tried to think quickly, refusing to accept his invitation.
“It was noon rush..”, mom suddenly came out while handing me the rice box.
“Taken yes, semalem ibuk has not seen you eat,” my attentive mother handed me provisions
I had to cancel my plan to reject Zaky. To be honest, I've been uncomfortable if my family knew the complexity of my relationship with Zaky. I decided to go to the office with Zaky.
The way to the office, I usually take 15 minutes by motorcycle. This time with the monbil, it looks like it will be a little longer. I was still reluctant to say hello, let alone start a conversation with Zaky. Throughout the trip we were silent. I'm with my mind. Zaky with his thoughts. I hate this kind of situation. But me, hold on.
“Let me down here”, I was forced to open my voice as Zaky pointed his vehicle towards my front room.
“I want to make sure you get to your job safely. No one should hurt you”, Zaky said as he steered his car towards the parking lot in the division area where I work.
“Let's not take overtime, at 4 pm I pick up. Please don't refuse. I want to improve our relationship,” Zaky said seriously without looking at me.
I choose silence. Kutarik nafaf deep. I really am tired. Because it's like dejavu again for me. Precisely 1 year ago after a great fight between the two of us, Zaky also did the same. Sad ending unfortunately. Our relationship hangs as a boyfriend, nothing more. This time, should it be repeated?
I got off Zaky's car. Choose not to answer his request. Today I was completely out of balance. Weight restarts everything related to Zaky. My heart feels like it has given up. But in the deepest corner, I must admit - this morning I am happy.
I entered my room and headed to my workplace. Something's wrong with my desk. New setting? Who changed the layout of my room? Originally my room was standard, I did not like to give accessories or knick-knacks like the room of my girl friends. I like a clean, neat, minimalist room - to be precise. The view in my room this time was completely different. There is a shelf added in the corner, on top of which is lined neatly with mini-sized cacti. Plus, a miniature addition to a pair of farmers on my desk. Sillier. Whose job is this??
“Again, ..., Hafiz surprised me. I saw him carrying something neatly wrapped. Hafiz handed it to me
“What is this?”, my question is wonder.
“From today I leave these little plants to you. No need to be watered every day. Just give the sun and a comfortable space, said Hafiz smiled meaningfully.
Frankly I feel shunned. No need to be watered every day, meaning not to accept the intake of affection from me. Just give the sun and a comfortable space, meaning give it a chance. Fix it! A clever insinuation.
“Thank you”, sun and comfortable space, will I remember it well, I replied.
Hafiz immediately passed from before me. It was as if he had won a fight. More precisely the fight won my heart.
