Chương 32: PART 32
I followed Jihan from behind while swiftly carrying his suitcase. I who was in this crowd became very lonely. Because soon Jihan will soon leave this city. I really feel very heavy. I can't stay away from Jihan. But I had to do this to make Jihan happy. I know Jihan has always wanted to be free from his father. Free from a black prison made by his own father. The sound to quickly get into the carriage began to sound. For some reason I feel very weak and also my heart beats faster. I really can't stand to see Jihan go. That face is now right in front of me with sincerity staring at me. "Didn't expect us to part so soon," Jihan said clearly. But it sounded soft. Does he also feel what I feel? Did Jihan actually not want to part with me? I smiled at him for a moment. Then looked around. "Yes this is the world. Nothing will last forever. We used to be full of sacrifices and now we are happy. I'm happy to see you are free from your father and you are happy too right? I mean nothing lasts long in this world. So just act normal. Because this world is not an eternal place," I said casually looking at Jihan's face. Jihan smiled so warmly hearing my words. It was as if he already knew that I was a wise man. "Then see you later. If there is good news from me. I will definitely call me," Jihan said softly. "If there is good news you will call me? Then if you are in bad condition. You don't call me?" I asked pretending to be annoyed. "Yeah, I mean. Maybe it'll be better. I'll let you know. When I'm done with all my life in the village," Jihan said casually. "Hem, okay okay. Maybe I'll call me first," I said with a small laugh. Suddenly the train started to fill up and Jihan immediately gave permission to go to me. "Okay, okay. I hope you're okay there," I said and hugged Jihan for a moment. Even though I wanted to hug him for a long time. But it's all impossible.
Now Jihan smiled sweetly and immediately walked into the carriage. I from the side saw him walking with care. I saw that Jihan had taken his seat at the window. He sat right by the window. So that I who was outside could see it. Ah maybe this title is farewell to friends. But later I will make you my wife Jihan. I said in my heart with hope. Waving my hand made Jihan also wave his hand. Now the train is starting to slow down and I can only see the train leaving with a girl named Jihan in it who is so sweet. The carriage is now going fast and I can only see the long thing getting very small. I stared at it until I finally saw nothing there. Now everything around me is quiet. I seem to float very lightly. I don't know now what I should do without Jihan. Oh Lord. It feels so weird today. Until the night I was still in my apartment. I mean the apartment I bought for Jihan. But he turned it down and yes, he just wanted to live in a village. The sound of my phone ringing while I was enjoying the night alone on the rooftop looking at the city view. I quickly put my phone to my ear. "Oh my God, why didn't you come home until now, Aslan? Don't you miss your mother, hm?" my mother asked in a nagging voice. I snorted in annoyance. Why do I feel annoyed when mom calls me? Uh, I don't know. Right now I don't want to be bothered by anyone actually. But I couldn't refuse my mother's call. "Yes, sorry ma'am. Tomorrow I will go home. Tonight I will sleep in my apartment first," I said flatly. "Isn't your business with the butterfly girl over that night? You've managed to become the hero now, right?" teased my mother sarcastically. "Mom, never mind don't tell the night butterfly. She's not like that, Mom," I said annoyed. "How are you satisfied with jailing the mayor and closing the club that night Hem? What other club are you going to close later, Hem?" my mother asked in a tone I didn't like. "Of course I'm proud of myself ma'am. Not only Jihan I can save. But there are also many girls there that I have saved," I replied with an arrogant tone. It's okay to be like this for once with my mother.
"Hey it's you. Now you're home tonight," said my mother firmly. "Mom, I promise I'll be home tomorrow, Mom," I said seriously to my mother on the other end of the phone line. "Yes, but you have to get acquainted with a woman tomorrow," my mother said seductively. "Ouch! Why, Mom. I don't have to be matched like that, Mom. I'm bored, Mom. Surely he won't be with me for long. Besides, I'm really lazy, Mom," I said annoyed. "Yes, that's fine. Anyway, tomorrow you have to go home, period," my mother immediately hung up the phone. Oh my God, mother. It's always been like that. Introduced me to a woman and I finally got married. But of all the choices mother did not suit me. I'm not at all interested in them. Now all I can think of is Jihan. I have to think harder so that Jihan will be my wife. Because I know Jihan is a woman I've had once. Because Jihan is a classy woman. He has a genuine personality and has a purpose in life. Tonight I'm just with a cold drink in a large but short bottle. It's a kind of fermented milk. Accompanied again by lights that look small from up here. Such a beautiful city. With sparkling lights. I can also see my own fashion company from here. The company that I created because I really like the way people dress. I don't know who the person is. I really like the way people dress with their own thoughts. Jihan, if only you were here with me right now. You will be very happy to see the city view from here. You must be so beautiful tonight Jihan. If only you missed me too. Maybe. But do you also want to be my wife. Who knows. I do not know
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