You're Changing, Mas
Free and Happy (END)

Holding someone we love is not easy. But we should realize that someone we love leaves us for a reason. One thing we have to take is to admit mistakes and introspection where the fault lies. Don't be too selfish to think about yourself. Nor can we force someone we love to stay with us.

The only way is to accept reality and let go of separation is best for a future life without any grudges to hurt or hurt. Life will be peaceful if we can accept it with sincerity. And leave it all to the Creator that we will have a better life with those whom He has determined.

"Taxiii..," I yelled at the taxi car that passed in front of me every time.

"Taxiii .. arghhh shit," I said with annoyance.

There are no empty taxis, all are passengers. I'm getting restless. Fear of something bad happening to Gibran. It's night, I can't just keep quiet. I ran as fast as I could, my tears never stopped. My mind is very unsettled.

The more I run the faster the more I'm exhausted. My energy is almost over. Honestly, I can't run anymore. Until I fell to my knees bleeding, I was still running as hard as I could.

"Oh my God, protect Gibran. At least let Me see it one last time, hiks...hik..," I begged the Lord to speed up my steps to the house. Even though it is impossible because the road that I am taking now is very far when walking.

The journey I thought I was running was actually just a normal walk, because my legs were already so exhausted. Not to mention that the wound on my knee is very painful. But I'm still optimistically stepping up, who knows there's a cab passing in front of me.

But it was 30 minutes I was walking, not a single taxi stopped. Is this a bad sign? Is it my destiny to part with Gibran? Then what about me? I don't want to go back with Bram. The man deserves to be punished severely. I would never want to be with a bad guy like Bram.

"Mas Gibran, fight to live. I beg you not to leave before I return, hiks..."

Suddenly, I felt dizzy. My body was sweating. My eyes twitched and my body felt limp as if it was losing its balance. I pulled over with a giant step until shortly afterwards I fell down. My eyes gnawed at the reflection of the light shining brightly in front of me. I was still a little aware at that time, but over time I also fainted.

TUT TUT TUTTT

I opened my eyes slowly, seeing my surroundings that were all white, there was also light shining around where I was. There was no one and no voice. I just feel the silence. Is this heaven? I could think like that.

"Where am I?" I said in a weak voice.

My energy seems lost. I remember what happened to me before. But someone called me in a voice I was vaguely familiar with.

"You're conscious, honey?" He asked as he walked closer to me.

But my mind was very messed up and even I remembered how I was unconscious lying on the street. Then where is it now? I have not yet asked, My sleepiness is so strong that I choose to close my eyes. Either I'm sleepy or the effects of fatigue.

An hour later, I opened my eyes again. This time I saw clearly and heard clearly the voice that I was very familiar with and I missed.

"Darling!" He rubbed his head with a smile.

"Mas Gibran," I replied slowly. Then I was about to get up to hug my husband but I felt pain in my knee.

"Akhhh," I grimaced in pain.

"Sleep, you can't move much, baby. Your legs are still hurting" Gibran tried to put me back in bed.

"You are Mas Gibran? You're okay, are you. Is anyone hurt? Bram wants to kill you, right? He said I can't see you anymore, hiks. I'm afraid Mas" I held Gibran's hands to make sure he was my husband. Not a ghost or my imagination.

"Sstttt, don't cry. It's me Gibran, your dear husband!" he said with a big smile.

"You're in the hospital" Mas Gibran smiled at me. She was endlessly staring at my face and stroking it.

"Mas, how am I here?" Ask again.

"Bram brought you here, baby. He also removed the mas from his swab," Gibran said.

"Seriously you, Mom?" I can't believe what Gibran said, but there's one thing I remember last night.

Gibran nodded his head.

"So, the light that illuminated me as I lay on the street was Bram's car. Then Bram followed me from behind, "my inner self confidently recalls the events of the night before.

I breathed with relief. What does it mean that Bram has begun to make peace with the past and accept reality? I'm so grateful if so.

I turned to look at the Gibran mas in front of me with a big smile. I'm so happy. But only then did I realize that around Gibran's face was very strange, there were a lot of bruises.

"Mas, what's wrong with you? You brawl? Did Bram do it, huh?" I was so anxious to see the wound on his face that even I touched his face, he looked grimacing in pain.

"The son of a bitch beat me up before I was released by him. Once satisfied, he just went abroad" explained Gibran.

"To foreign countries?" Repetition.

"Yes, he left after beating me all out, then he apologized to me," replied Gibran looking annoyed.

"I thought I'd lose you, Mom. And I thought, I'd die on the streets. I'm afraid I can't see you anymore, Mom. Hiks..hiks...!" I cried in Gibran's arms.

"Ssttt, God knows that our love struggle is strong. God has brought us back together. And Bram loves you very much too. So she won't probably hurt you a second time, baby!"

It is very important for us to learn and grow from our mistakes. Mistakes are the only thing that will help us grow better in life. Mistakes teach us to be more responsible. Not many people are ready to accept each time if they make a mistake. But if we are able to accept it, it means we are responsible enough.

"That means we're free from Bram's threat, right?" I asked with a sparkling smile.

"Not free anymore, baby. Bram is finished" said Gibran.

"Well, she meant?" Ask wonder.

"Yes, because now there's only Amanda and Gibran's love story, the others are on the way" Gibran said.

HAHAHAHA

We laughed together too. Telling our love story that is not so easy to understand. There were so many love trips that we went through. From various problems that are very difficult to face until almost separated. But we are convinced that a strong and struggling love will end happily.

***TAM***