"Don't be so pessimistic. I'm sure that Darren really loves you too. And yes, if you fight for each other, God's blessing will be on the side of you both. In God's own way, it will open the hearts of your parents and Darren's parents, so that they approve of your love. I can see that happening. The power of love between you two is very great, because you both love each other with all your hearts."
According to Nayla, right now only words of encouragement could be given to Celine. Thus, her expression of enthusiasm had not been disappeared in front of Celine, who was sad because of her love problems.
"So what do you think I should do? Do I have to survive enduring in a false relationship, without a future? Is that what needs to be fought for? What's more, the fact is, there is already a woman beside him. I don't want to be the other woman who seizes the happiness of another woman. So, just leave it like this, I left it already. Leaving all the dreams, leaving all the stories that have no end. Since the beginning it should be like this, I already know we will not be united, it's just that my love is too selfish, so I keep choosing to stay beside someone who is not my match." Celine wiped her tears. She was tired, since last night those reddened eyes did not stop releasing drop after drop of clear water.
"Celine ... Don't take decisions when things don't feel a deal. In life, isn't that natural? And when that happens, we are required to fight, right? Don't give up easily. Isn't it you who always say that we have to always be enthusiastic, although there is no reason for us to be excited. It's also applicable in this case, do not lose your spirit," said Nayla.
"..." Celine paused for a moment, her eyes wandering over the toilet wall.
"Actually, behind all that, I'm too insecure. My confidence suddenly dimmed the second I found out that, Darren and I had a very significant difference. Like he's a child from a respectable kingdom, while me? Just a lady- whom his mother won't even accept as a maid, because there was nothing I could count on. Besides, the presence of her fiancé really shaked all hopes out of me. She is very beautiful, sexy, and looks very elegant. Coming from a family that has position and honor, that's obvious. Meanwhile, what am I? I can only rely on every drop of sweat that trickles down even for a single plate of food. Very disproportionate to him. It's impossible for Darren to still choose me, right? In front of his eyes is a perfect fairy."
"Celine..." Nayla's eyes were filled with tears. "Don't be so insecure like this," said Nayla.
"So what should I do? Tell me what to do? It was what happens in reality, Nay. Anyone can see it. Hold on? Huh! It's impossible. This relationship is so gray, black and white blended into one. Making everything blurry. I can't even tell which one is white and which one is black; which one is a road, or which one is deadlocked! Very gloomy. I regret this story. Goddamn love story that is not sanctioned because of differences in position like this! Sob sob sob ... "
Celine was crying again after all her painstaking efforts to stop the pure water droplets from coming out. But they just spilled out, past her eyelids without any break. Even though she had willled them to stop, they would still come out as long as the pain still reigns.
"I understand..."
That was the only word Nayla could say. There was nothing else she could say, everything Celine explained was too surprising.
Even though she had never experienced a love story like that, Nayla really understands what Celine felt. This was more painful than when we were left with a lot of treachery, because in the end we ourselves could choose to hate that person. However this? If you want to live hating, what was even there to hate? Circumstances? If so, on whom would all the blame provided for the maker of the circumstances be inflicted.
If she have to hate Darren? That's so unfair, right? The reason was, Darren did not remain silent in this case, they both were defending each other, even though to the end, no one can guess, everything was too gray.
The two people would just hurt each other. By hating each other, it was like giving a drop of saltiness to dried blood.
"Hufff ...! At least I feel a little better now," said Celine after a while of crying