Among the Million Love
Chapter 33 ~Ending

He still smiled strangely at me, not as sweet as usual when I saw his eye line drawn up.

"Hurt how?" I asked while smilingly following him. There was no answer, the link of his ten fingers grew tighter and tighter. And I saw a silver object curled up on his ring finger.

"Mass?" Not sure about my prasangkaku. As a result, Bang Andre said, "You don't know if he's lying to you?"

Lying what did Bang Andre mean?

This means?

"Mas Dika, what is that ring on your finger?"

"This is what we're talking about." The answer.

"What talk? You're fucking me, are you?" My tent.

"You're engaged? You're engaged but didn't tell me? Are you married, huh?" Some of my prejudices are overflowing.

"You betrayed me, didn't you?" I asked the person who was sitting to take his eyes off.

Unbelieving, in his submission he nodded instead.

"When?"

"Two months ago."

"Who?"

"Can't you wait for me in a minute? Waiting for me to tell my family our relationship." My tears are breaking with it. No, don't! Don't come out, fucking tears.

"You even have a potential partner, Dysa."

"No, I don't want to. I'd like to inform you of our relationship officially when my family is complete. This is not what I expected." My words followed by the roar of my tears that plunged out of control.

"Our relationship is over, Dys."

Goody! This is the first time I've been decided by a boyfriend.

"Eight years, it turns out you gave up too. I thought you would understand me, I thought you would wait for me, Mas. Turns out no, I already knew that there was someone else who managed to fill your heart besides me. Then I accept your decision. Go away, leave me forever." Tukasku.

I put my hand on my finger, I shook my head.

"There's nothing to talk about anymore, you've chosen. Nothing can be fixed, go."

"Dys, please don't be sad after you die. We'll get each other's payback. Run our lives forward brilliantly."

"Go, Mum."

"Dys, listen to me first." Her ink pulled my hand as I was about to stand up from my sitting spot.

"Go, I beg you." He's still clutching my wrist.

"Remember this message, quickly open your heart and accept someone who loves you even though you haven't loved that man or any man. Don't be selfish and blinded by your ambition, Dysa...."

"Stop! I said GO! You didn't hear? Just go! No need to give advice!!!" Screeching like lightning. No matter, in fact I went first after shouting so fast.

Driving the car, the sound of my crying broke the silence in the car. I feel my heart pulsating, there is a turmoil of pain. It felt like being pressed by something, was this how it felt to be decided? Feels lost? Or hope that has not been achieved?

A mouthful made it out of my mouth so easily, not willing to drag on in grief.

Let him go, Dysa.

Forget all the memories of him.

Keep moving forward, don't remember and look back.

Your path is still long, there are still many types of ideal men that you expect. And you will get it one day, not him. Not the one*.

The stigma managed to stop my tears, my heart was comforted. Right, I'm young, smart, career-wise, and I deserve a better partner than him. There will be a replacement, not just him.

But, eight years?

It was all for nothing and I just realized it.

Stupidly I did the one thing that wastes most of my time and my way of life. I'm sorry, myself and my life. With a happy smile I managed to amuse myself as much as I could, positive thinking was the secret.