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The eyes of the morning penetrated into the window glass of Assena's room, making the two eyes are still closed even slightly blinked asking to open because of the glare of the sun.
Then he rubbed his eyes, wriggled and glanced at the wall clock. It's nine o'clock and it's Sunday.
Assena stepped into the bathroom occasionally still bribed.
**
Hearing the sound of footrests coming down the stairs, made Arkan who was sitting relaxed by reading the newspaper turned his head.
"Good morning baby, happy holidays." Sapa Arkan smiled.
"Are you going to visit your mother Sena's grave??" arkan continued to still look at his daughter with a still carved smile on his lips.
Just a small nod to Assena's answer.
Evelin, who had just come out of his room, looked at the already neat Assena. "Dear breakfast before you go." As if he already knew where Assena was going on holiday.
Assena sat down at the table, Evelin thrusting bread that had been smeared with jam.
"For mom, morning dad, morning brother!" Sapa Isabella who still wears her sleeping pajamas.
For some reason he still hesitated to his brother, he sat down next to Assena glanced a little and smiled.
Assena who saw Isabella smiling also replied with a small smile.
"Come on Sur sir!" Take Assena to Sur sir. Busy the door "Please miss".
After a 30-minute drive, arrive at the public cemetery.
From a distance saw the mother's tomb, there was already seen a sprinkling of flowers, a bouquet of red roses and white lily flowers that leaned on the tombstone. Assena knew it was the rest of her father and stepmother's visits, usually they visited earlier than Assena. Because Assena always refused to visit together.
Sit down crouched and put the flower right in front of the tombstone that says her mother's name. He touched the tombstone and looked inside with a sad look. Her eyes closed as if she was offering a do'a to her mother.
For a long time he was silent, breathing slowly and then stood up. It felt so heavy leaving her mother's resting place. "Next week I'll be back, Mom, see you later. Rest in peace" he said in half a whisper.
As she stepped, Assena's steps stopped when not how far away she stood, a person she knew was crouching in front of a tomb. That man is none other than Petter.
Petter's face is clearly downcast sad, this is the first time he saw the other side of Petter who is always cheerful, rancid, rowdy and annoying.
And look at that!! Petter looks more handsome, his appearance is so neat, his hair is neatly combed back. Distinct from his appearance at school that always looks messy.
Not long after looking at Petter, Petter himself seemed to have stood up. And just as Petter was about to step up he saw Assena who was standing looking at him.
Instantly Petter fell silent, their eyes met. Then Petter smiled, although in the look of his face still looks sad. They walk closer to each other.
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Under the shady tree. "Assena whose tomb are you visiting?" Petter asked who was sitting on the tree root.
"I visited my mother's grave." Assena replied, breathing slowly. "You alone??" Assena asked while glancing at Petter.
"I was also visiting my mother's grave." Petter.
"That means we're both the same, no longer have a mother!" Petter continued smiling and Assena nodded with a smile as if confirming.
"Actually I see you in this place, because I myself come here every Sunday." Petter looked at Assena.