The Beginning of a Famous Writer
POV Citta

I'm manta Ardi. We were dating in high school. I took a little bit of a grudge against Ardi. Because he decided on me unilaterally. Without any problems between us. It was then I who came to his house. Instead of being welcomed as a lover he left me in his house without a word.

At that time I who had not been invited to enter was left by him on the grounds of wanting to go buy mineral water. I waited in front of his house until a long time he did not return. I finally came home.

Like a goat. I'm dicuekin. Embarrassed? That's vivid. But I think hate and resentment are more dominant.

Once at home I accidentally didn't call him. I tried to test it. He felt guilty for his treatment this afternoon. Or just shut up like nothing happened.

I must swallow the bitter pill again. Till night. Even the day has changed. Clarification from him does not exist.

At school I went straight to see him. He was having breakfast in the school cafeteria with his band members.

Seeing my presence. The other friend gave me space. They understood and one by one avoided. Move to another table. Which is quite a distance from their table back.

After everyone left. Just leave Ardi.

Irritatedly I made a sound. Ask him why he left me when he came to his house yesterday. And why didn't anyone call me afterwards. Until that time in the canteen. Tubi tubi questions I throw in one breath.

The person being asked did not answer immediately. Do not give answers. Response no. Especially looking at me. He considered my arrival and the ramblings of my question were just the wind.

Anxious who has urged to be expelled. I finally couldn't resist the feeling. Disillusioned. Heartache. Mournfully. Piqued. Mixed up in yourself.

I snapped too. Until all the canteen visitors at that time turned to me. I don't know what I felt at the time either. The face that has been flushed. Shame is glared at by the eyes.

And I'm even more embarrassed. After Ardi made his voice. With calm. He simply said we no longer have any relationship. So stop asking me for any explanation. We broke. Strictly at that time.

After saying two words that made my heart scream. Maybe it was decided not as hard to leave a mark on the heart. Usual. Every meeting has a farewell. But what makes the heart more scratched wounds. I was decided when my eyes were fixed on me.

While Ardi passed by leaving me with a thousand feelings of heart. The tears I could no longer hold.

I clenched the hand of evidence of the emotional turmoil I felt.

Since then, I've been in no communication with Ardi. We ended up finishing our education there. In the heart is tucked a grudge from the subtle scratches that he inflicted on my heart.

But even if he leaves pain in the heart. Love turns to hate. But the hypocrite in the depths of his heart is still engraved his name. Saman. So I am still following his progress.

Information I know. Ardi continued his education outside the city. And the information about her lover reaches my ears. Her lover after me that's her Indri. To a woman named Indri. Which now fills Ardi's heart, making me also hold a grudge against him.

I am not continuing my education. And I've been busy with my life. Until I finally married a man.

Waded through the household ark with the man of my choice. I've been informed that Ardi's economy is slumping. His parents' cake business went bankrupt. I was in Bahgia at the time. Evil is me. But I think it's even worse Ardi. Hearing the news seemed to have my revenge avenged. Smiles grow in my lips.

My household was finally destroyed in the hands of an actor. My husband was trapped by the charm of the actor to choose to leave me and a beautiful child. Who is a year old. My marriage has been long. But we were long given trust. My husband doesn't think about my feelings. Not even thinking about what the mental development effect of my little girl would be because of her actions.

I again felt disappointed the second time from the person I really loved.

My heart is getting broken. Until revenge grows.

Just got our farewell official. I got information from a friend saying that now Ardi has been successful with his efforts.

Heard that news. My heart is a little disappointed. My heart aches for the happiness that Ardi has. Getting such a loyal wife accompanies Ardi into a slump. Besides, she is also a career woman. Not like I'm just a housewife.

The grudge that once began to subside seemed to re-enlarge.

I peek at Ardi's social media. Justright. His posts are all about his efforts.

The more curious until I accidentally came to confirm the news I just heard. I came with a lot of self-protection. So that they don't recognize me. I use a mask. I wear jeans and a sweater top. Not to forget the hat and sunglasses. To make my disguise more perfect.

There I got the bitter reality again.

I see his efforts are very advanced. And the most heartbreaking. I saw the romance of Ardi and Indri. They relax and enjoy the afternoon on the front porch. With his son's son. Jerk. They're so happy.

Seeing that sight my heart grew stinging. The feeling of revenge grew.

Without me realizing it turns out there is someone who noticed my movements while paying attention to Ardi and Indri.

He is a man who looks almost the same as me. Using masks. Glasses and hats perched on his head. He questioned what I was doing there. If I wanted to be in the safe zone, the mysterious man asked me to follow him. Otherwise he threatened to report me to Ardi and Indri.

I had no choice but to finally follow the pace of the car using my motorcycle matic.

Until he stopped the speed of his motorbike in the parking lot of a cafe not far from the house of Ardi and Indri.

There was a little fear of that man. But I had no choice than to report my investigation to Ardi and Indri. Then it'll make me even more embarrassed. I finally followed the words of a man I did not recognize at all. Not many people. He may not have done evil either. Unless he takes me to a quiet place.

Arriving in the cafe. I sat facing the mysterious man.

He thrust his hand at me. Introducing name. I greeted him and introduced my name as well.

After talking a lot. We have the same mission. Since then, we have been working together for a purpose.