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Cinta Tanpa Gema

Cinta Tanpa Gema

By:  Teh SantaiCompleted
Language: Bahasa_indonesia
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Seluruh dunia tahu bahwa Fian Prasada adalah seorang maestro piano yang memiliki kemampuan untuk mengenali nada tanpa bantuan apa pun. Namun, tidak ada yang tahu Fian tidak bisa mengenali suara istrinya sendiri, yang sudah dinikahinya selama lima tahun. Saat bulan madu, aku terpisah dari rombongan dan tidak membawa ponsel. Aku meminjam ponsel orang untuk menghubungi Fian, tetapi Fian langsung membentakku, "Penipu!" dan langsung menutup teleponnya. Aku berjalan kaki selama tiga jam sebelum akhirnya sampai di hotel. Fian sudah menunggu di lobi. Saat itu untuk pertama kalinya, Fian kehilangan kendali dan terlihat sedih di depan umum. Suatu kali, aku menyelinap untuk menonton konsernya. Saat acara berakhir, aku terjatuh karena terdorong oleh para penggemarnya yang fanatik. Aku berteriak minta tolong di belakang Fian dengan sekuat tenaga. Namun, hingga aku jatuh pingsan, Fian tidak pernah menoleh sekalipun. Saat itu Fian tidak tidur dan tidak beristirahat di samping tempat tidur rumah sakit. Dia menemaniku selama tiga hari penuh. Begitu melihatku tersadar, dengan mata memerah, Fian mengangkat sebuah alat perekam suara dan mengucap janji dengan sungguh-sungguh, "Aku akan merekam semua suaramu. Lain kali … aku pasti akan mengenali suaramu." Hingga suatu saat, aku menemaninya mengikuti sebuah acara televisi. Tim produksi merekam 20 sampel suara yang mirip, termasuk suaraku. Hanya dengan satu suara saja, Fian langsung bisa mengenali suara kekasih impiannya yang sudah bertahun-tahun tidak dia temui. Baru pada saat itulah aku mengerti …. Alasan Fian tidak bisa mengingat suara adalah karena suara untuk diingatnya ... sudah ada pemiliknya sendiri. Kali ini, adalah kali ke-99 Fian tidak mengenali suaraku.

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Chapter 1

Bab 1

Sarah Miller looked me up and down, taking in my dirty apron and my hands covered in chapped, cracked skin from the cold. She sighed softly.

"I never should have agreed to let your father take you. It's really been hard on you, hasn't it? If he can't afford to raise you, he should have let go."

I shot back coldly, "Don't worry about it, Sarah. We're strangers now. Talking like that might give people the wrong idea."

Her face darkened. She looked like she wanted to say something else, but in the end, she just fell silent.

After a long moment, she turned and walked away.

Once she was gone, I just stood there holding my tray, my fingers stiff. A coworker came over and quietly asked, "You okay?"

I shook my head.

Another coworker whispered, "Was that... was that Sarah Miller? From Miller Group? I heard she's still completely devoted to her ex-husband. She burned bridges with her whole family for him back in the day. I even saw an interview where she said the people she feels she failed the most are her ex-husband and her son."

I let out a cold laugh. "If she really felt that guilty, why would she have abandoned them?"

When they saw I didn't believe them, my coworkers rushed to explain. "She walked away with nothing for his sake. She gave up custody voluntarily. She was willing to start from scratch.

"I also heard she built a primary school in a poor mountain area and named it after her son. I think she's done more than enough."

I looked up at them, my voice calm and almost expressionless. "She pretended to be broke in front of her husband. When she left with nothing, she stuck him with all their debt. He had to donate part of his liver and sell his own blood to pay it off.

"My dad got a post-op infection and couldn't afford surgery. Meanwhile, she was at an auction buying her new boyfriend a million-dollar watch. She wouldn't even pay for my dad's medical bills.

"And to protect some guy she was seeing, she hit me so hard she damaged my ear. I can't play the piano anymore because of her."

Everyone went quiet. My coworker's eyes went wide. "You..."

I stayed perfectly calm. "Yeah. I'm her son."

They shut up immediately. Then after a moment, one of them couldn't help asking, "But didn't you just say your dad is already..."

I didn't answer. I just lowered my head and kept working, shutting out all the gossip.

After my shift, I went to a flower shop and bought a bunch of white chrysanthemums, plus a birthday cake.

At the cemetery, I put the flowers down and set the cake in front of the headstone.

My dad's smiling picture looked back at me.

I crouched down in front of the grave and softly sang "Happy Birthday."

"Happy birthday, Dad," I said quietly. "I ran into her today. I don't think she knows you're gone yet.

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