Our Love Story: From Bandung to Jakarta (Part 5)

He went back to Jakarta. I was still in my city, left with heart full of love, disbelief and sadness. First, it was love because from then I'm engaged to him. Nothing can compare the happiness I have in my heart. Nenjukkul :) Second, disbelief because I myself still could not believe that we are engaged. My life is a best example of Cinderella Story (well, minus here and there :P) I'm an ordinary girl, living her life only working and studying from morning to night. I don't have time to socialize because I'm too busy. Suddenly this prince charming comes. He is exactly what I have dreamed of. Well, I don't dream a guy with a white horse and an armour, of course. But I don't know why that he is everything I want. He saved me from my miserable life (full stories will follow :P ) And the last one, I was sad because he left me to Jakarta and later to Curacao. It was so far away. I've never been in a long distance relationship before. I was afraid whether I could hold on waiting for him to come back. :(

So, days were going on just like that. We only chatted a lot through whatsapp and skype.

Until one day, my guardian, who is supporting financially for my college, as well as my boss at work, found out about our relationship.

I remember that day perfectly. It was Tuesday morning. I was going to go to my shop when my guardian called me and said he wanted to talk.

He asked me whether it was true that I have been in relationship with a foreign guy, an Indian guy. At first, I didn't want to tell the truth because I was waiting for the right time to tell him, right after I have graduated from my master degree. But I don't know why I told him everything about our relationship. I was expecting that he would support me, as I had already been 25 years old and mature enough to have relationship. Beyond expectation, he was extremely angry at me. He said I was ungrateful and he asked me to choose between this family or my fiancee. How could I choose? I loved both at that time. But, he kept on forcing me to answer. Finally I said I chose him which resulted in my being sent off the house. Of course I would choose him because I would not stay in this house forever right? I would get married with the man I love and would spend my whole life with him.

I ran to my bedroom, packed things, my documents, clothes and my savings. I was planning to find a kost house but beforehand I would go to the shop first to work a half day. So, I took the car and went to the shop. There I called him, sobbing. I told everything about my discussion with my guardian and he said he would come to Bandung and find me a temporary kost house. I was so touched by his words. I mean, he was in Jakarta. He must be very tired after working all night. But he was worried about me. He said he would immediately come to Bandung and for the mean time I had to be strong. Well, I was crying the whole day, waiting for him to come. Meanwhile, my guardian kept on calling me, asking me to go home and pick him up to go to a doctor (even though he had sent me out the house).

Afternoon passed. I kept on crying like anything and wanted him to come soon but he said he was on the way and the traffic was too ugly. I was wearing the black jacket he left for me when he visited Bandung the other day. I smelt it very deeply to give me strength and reduced my missing him a bit. Around 3pm, he arrived at the shop. Once he came, I hurled and jumped to hug him, crying like anything. I didn't say anything. Only crying, crying and crying. He tried to calm me down and asked me to go to find a kost house now because it was getting dark. At the same time, my guardian's son was calling me and asked me to go pick up my guardian and drop him to a doctor in Setiabudi Regency. I didn't have choice because he was sick. I told him to wait for me in Paris Van Java Mall  because he also had work at that time while I was going to drop my guardian in the doctor and park the car in the house and come back with my stuff. So we separated, he was in Starbuck Paris Van Java Mall doing his work and I was going to my home.

I reached home in 30 minutes and went again immediately. On the way, my guardian interrogated me about him. I didn't tell him anymore details to him because I was afraid he would put him into trouble. He took my BB phone and searched but couldn't find anything. He asked me, I silenced.

Shockingly, he beat my head.

Oh My God.

I was really frightened.

Never once people hit me, except my mom when I was a kid.

You know after that? He threw my BB outside the car to bushes. I was like crying like anything. He didn't care. He told me to forget about him because he said he only played at me. He didn't really love me. I didn't believe a word of it and I was confused why he was that rude and even beat me. All these years, I lived with him, he never beats me. I was so scared of him. He wasn't the father I adore anymore.

After few minutes, we arrived at the doctor's place. He asked me to wait for him and don't go anywhere. I obeyed. Fortunately, I had my Nokia phone and I memorized his phone number so I texted him and asked him to pick me in Setiabudi Regency using taxi. He said he didn't know Bandung at all but he would do it. Shit happened. My guardian found out my Nokia phone and took it from me. Beat me again in the head. I was crying and thinking to run but it was night and dark. I was afraid of bad people also. My God... At that time, I prayed God and asked for a miracle to happen.

He finished from the doctor and we went back home. On the way, he kept on saying bad things about him. That he only used me, didn't really love me, bla bla... but still, I didn't believe him, especially after he beat me twice, I didn't believe him at all. We arrived at home and my guardian's children were already at home. They didn't know what happened between us. I asked one of them to lend me their phone and said my phones were all low batteries. I used the phone to contact him and tell him to pick me up in my house. I wanted to go away from the house. Firstly, because my guardian had already sent me off the house, secondly, I didn't want him to beat me anymore. Enough is enough.

While waiting for him to pick me up, I prepared my things in one bag because I could not possibly bring all my stuff right now. I only took my documents, savings and few clothes, all packed in my backpack. Once he texted me that he was nearby my house, I slipped out the house, without the security's acknowledgement, and ran and ran to find his cab. When finally I could find the cab, the taxi driver gave a honk and he got me into the cab and HUG ME. 

HE HUGGED ME. THE MOST NEEDED THING THAT TIME

HE KISSED MY CHEEK, PAT MY HAIR AND CALM ME DOWN.

HE MADE SURE THAT I WAS OK AND THAT EVERYTHING WOULD BE FINE.

MY GOD

I WAS CRYING... Not because of sadness but because of relief. Now I'm free. I'm with him. I'm safe. He kept on hugging me on the way to the travel. It was 9 pm.  I was afraid we didn't get any bus at that time but thank God we had. we had to pay more but no problem. I just wanted to go from this city as soon as possible. While waiting for the bust to depart another 30 minutes, we had a plate of nasi goreng together nearby. Romantic. I always wanted to try this once in my life. We shared the food and also a bottle of mineral water. My God. Heaven in disguise. Finished having late dinner, the bus driver told us that the bus was going to depart now. So, we got on the bus and it turned out it was only the both of us, the passengers of that bus. Feeling worried again *sigh*

All the way, I was lying my head in his shoulder, sleeping. I was too tired at that time. I could feel he was awake. Sometimes he fell asleep too but he would immediately wake up. sometimes, he adjusted my head position to make me comfortable. Sometimes he would hug me and pat my head. I felt love and care in his every touch. Oh my God, I would give all I have to live with this guy. I said in my heart. I didn't realize about anything, time, location, etc. I only knew that I was safe with him now. I love him and that only mattered.

We headed to his kost house in Jakarta. I think we arrived around 12.30 something. He woke me up and took me to his room. I was so tired and fell asleep instantly. After a long long time, finally I could feel breeze in my heart once again.