ADINA & FATE

50. Happiness On The Hill Legs.

A large bag on the back containing clothes was forced on the tenteng, while sweat on the forehead was increasingly pouring profusely in the heat down the paved road that was not as smooth as the traffic road.

Fate rubbed his forehead again, looking back. It was far enough that he carried his bag of rangsel down the road to his House.

Now he returns to the Hill, but not just to visit his mother. But to return to settle and stay as he was raised.

Now he returned with only a bag of rangsel, as when he first left the Hill without any provisions, only clothes and beliefs. Only his clothes that slightly increased filled the contents of his Bag.

The sound of the tril motor was heard in the distance.

Fate floated back his gaze towards the front, his face slightly bowed to see his asphalt club with increasingly accelerated steps. He wants to get home soon.

Seen at the front, the tril motor is increasingly heading towards him.

The wind swirling with the scorching sun was like making a quiet road to the Hill.

Fate noticed the face of the person on the Motor with a hunk of rice straw that would pass through it.

He smiled when the man smiled at him. It turns out that the friendliness of Bukit is still attached, he thought as he widened his smile considering the face of the old man who had just passed by with the Motor tril.

Slowly observing the trees on the side of the road, usually He only saw iron fences or walls that adorn every corner of the road to the noodle shop, but now He again saw the green nature of the remote.

He will begin again to pollute his feet with mud and muddy soil, with the thorns and gnats of garden mosquitoes as before.

Fate again rubbed his sweaty forehead, it turned out that a long time in the store made him no longer accustomed to walking far, which he used to do often. Not to mention carrying a fairly heavy rangsel bag, enough to drain his energy.

But his lips smiled again, remembering Adina when tired of walking towards the top of the Hill.

Fate reached into the pocket of his jeans, where his HP was. But back his hand stopped releasing HP.

He no longer had to call or see Adina's photo, because He did not want to remember anything else He had just left.

About the Shop, and all that was ever created in it. All had ended in peace, Nada and Ronal had made peace in a sacred bond, and Adina had let her go back to the Hill.

Fate was surprised by stepping aside to the side of the road, the sound of the motor horn at the back blew his wishful thinking.

He also smiled at the person on the motor that was loaded with cassava leaves passing by, because it was wrong to walk while daydreaming so as not to realize something behind him.

Sighs slowly. Back walk.

The atmosphere of the hill as unchanged, remains deserted during the day or night. Only the morning and evening looked crowded, and even the people who returned from the garden.

The doors of the house seemed to be locked tightly, like uninhabited despite being on the side of the road.

The view that he still finds.

Fate rubbed his forehead again. Only the rows of coconut trees in the back yard of the House that He had just passed that teased in his throat were walking.

His steps continued He accelerated, soon He would reach home.

He wants to see his mother soon. He wanted to lie down and wash his body and heart in his tiny room. On top of the cotton mattress but for him so soft and the wind coming from the wooden window will make him fall asleep in his new dream.

Even when he woke up, he would not find Adina again who smiled amusedly mocking him.

"That's a hell of a bath!"

The voice He would not hear again, it was left in the buffer city of the Capital in a silent tavern.

Fate boasted her smile, brushing away the slightly biting taste in the heart recalling Adina's face.

Adina did not say anything to him, when he said goodbye to her. Although Adina's smile seemed to accompany her step home.

And from every step that moves away from Adina, she only hopes that Adina will find a replacement for herself. He did not want Adina to be unaccompanied. Only love in the heart is still and stored as a hope for the good and happiness of Adina that He will always extend every morning and evening.

Fate smiles, one more garden He will see the roof of his house. And I don't know? The duffel bag on his shoulder was lightened by the pleasure in his heart. Sweat on the forehead that does not recede is like a cold swept by the wind that hit hard. Footsteps were lighter again not like that since getting off the inter-provincial bus.

His smile was getting wider, the roof of his house had been seen.

At last he arrived, the door of his house was seen closed with black glass windows that did not look contained in it.

The dust hit the face as the wind swept the road ahead of the langakah.

Fate ran a little, He wanted to open the door immediately and call his mother.

But his steps stopped in the house.

Could his mother have known he was coming home? he thought he saw the door open from the inside slowly.

Fate is like seeing a ghost during the day. The figure of his mother who was swept just now that opened the door, another was seen before his eyes.

"Adina." A thump in his heart.

Fate like no power of smiling.

The smile on Adina's lips is like a thread that binds her lips together.

"You're not in the wrong house!"

Fate looked back at Adina in the doorway.

Adina's smile grew more and more cheerful.

Fate lowered his face.

"Don't pretend to limp at me!"

Fate held back her smile hearing Adina speak again.

"Or did you forget how to hug me in the doorway?"

Fate immediately sat down. Like no matter from the dusty and stingy ground of the Sun. Looking at Adina's smile on the doorstep, if He hugged Adina, then He would enter the house with Adina by embracing her. As he often did after returning from the Shop.

And that means ...

Fate exhaled strongly, her lips now smilingly staring at Adina's face. His heart's pounding is like a rhythm with the delicate patter of lush foliage beside the House.

Fate shook his head by rubbing the swabs of his two calves.

"Adina! Do you know what? How hard I want to forget you and leave you! But now you ..."

"Fate!" Adina cut straight out.

"You don't have to leave me! Especially forgetting me! For now, tomorrow and until later, I will be near your side. I will accompany you even to the cliff once!"

Fate laughs by supporting her body with both hands behind her body.

"Adina! Adenine! I'm not sure you can climb back up the Hill!" yells.

"okay! I proved it while I was with you! But Fate, if the Eid arrives, we'll head to the city!" exclaim Adina replied.

Fate eclipsed.

Fate restrains his loop seeing his mother appear behind Adina. And Adina hugged her waist.

Ma'am Marimin grinned at Fate.

"Fate!Fate!"

Fate laughed at her mother's voice.

Adina seemed to be holding back her laughter.

"Mom!" Fate by standing up and carrying his backpack lying nearby.

"I'm sorry to go home with just one bag of dirty clothes! Not filled with treasure!" by walking closer to both.

"Fate! Fate!" Ms. Marimin stroked Adina's head.

"You brought me happiness, which has been waiting for you ever since." Ms. Marimin rubbed Adina's cheek looking at him.

Fate stopped his steps in front of the two. Smiling should see his mother's affectionate caress to Adina.

"But Mom, Adina can't cook like Mom?" Fate looked at Adina.

Adina instantly let go of her embrace and bowed.

Ms. Marimin looked at Fate's annoyance.

Fate of small.

"Relax Adina, Fate prefers fresh leaves, which do not need to be cooked. Just stay in the wash."

Fate scratched his head with a bowed hold amused about his mother's speech.

"Want Ma!" Adina responded with a smile

Miss Marimin and Fate looked at each other in wonder.

"That's good!"

Marimin laughed immediately.

Fate immediately embraced the two. Laughing together in the doorway, echoing to the foot of the hill continued to the top of the hill.

Thinning scorching with such a beautiful taste wrapped happiness in the heart.

😉 Tamat😉