At Dusk I Wait

18.Contrition

Samar sayup orange colored,

Missing guilt for the non-living

This kind of love hurts the karma

You left me pain

For those of me who are friends with twilight.

👉Ni R's

the footsteps of three pairs of human children, down gently his white sands, the occasional Chandra seduces Miss.

"Do you know who Chan's guy is?" ask Eagle.

"So, I just found out that Papah has friends in this area."

The Eagle's footsteps came to a halt when he saw a middle-aged man sitting on an old chair staring towards the beach.

"Is that the guy?" said the Eagle while pointing at the man.

"Come on, sister, the mothers said that she likes to sit by the beach with her old chair."

"It could be, we better get there" Chandra continued.

They finally approached the man, "Sorry to interrupt" said the Eagle, making the old man turn towards the source of the voice. Those old glared eyes stared at the Eagle sharply, his mind realm recalling the memories of the past.

"Who are you?" ask him in a cold voice.

"Are you called Hisham?" ask the Eagle without further ado.

Hisham momentarily fell silent, "I don't know you." said his "Go." pinta nya indifferent.

"I'm Eagle Pandara the son of Narendra Pandara." said Eagle, spontaneously made Hisham sit down limp. "What this boy will revenge." his inner with a pale face.

"Go home, I have no business with Pandara's descendants." he asked once again.

Then Hisham stared fixedly at Miss's face, the face that made his heart peaceful was also full of guilt. "Gita..." she wrote but can still be heard.

"He's my brother, miss Mauzara."

"What do you want?" ask Hisham flat.

"I just want to know about my parents."

Hisham is confused, two little babies he once tried to kill are now growing into beautiful girls and handsome men.

"Then who is he?" her question pointed to Chandra.

Chandra held out a hand, "Chandra, Missing's future husband and Gautama's son."

Hisham just nodded, "it's appropriate that you look like Gautama, come to my house."

They followed the old steps, not far from the beach Hisham lived in a very simple house alone.

"What do you want to know?" ask Hisham.

"What made you want to kill us first?" asked the Eagle, actually the man was holding back his emotions from now on.

Hisham breathed a rude sigh, "I hate your papah so much." answered honestly "Narendra snatched what should be mine."

"What did Papah take?" tanya Misses with teary eyes.

"Gita, she belongs to me." she said casually "But Gita prefers Narendra before I declare my love."

"And it's not my fault" continued the Eagle.

"You know, ever since Gita and Narendra decided to leave and disappear, I've gone crazy about losing them, my best friend and my loved one" Hisham said, those old eyes were also glazed over and even emanated a clear hue of regret. "Gita's gone, Narendra's gone and I'm looking for them but I haven't found them a day. I always wait at the twilight limit because we have been together since we were young on this beach. This beach is our memory before I betrayed my own best friend, although Gautama always invited me to stay with him I always refused." explained Hisham.

Longing and the Eagle began to pity the man who was in front of him, "The Miss understood the feeling of om, because Miss knows how her sense of waiting."

Hisham looked at Miss, "What have you been through, son?" ask her when she sees Miss shedding tears.

"Everything like the law of karma, mamah and papah go and disappear when om has started to regret. They make the waiting uncertain and Miss never experienced all" said Miss with tears.

Chandra gently rubbed Miss's hair, "Don't remember her back." whispered Chandra.

"Where are Gita and Narendra?" ask Hisham "I want to meet and apologize to them" he said with a smile, clearly the look in the eyes showed a longing.

The longing cry deepened, and he could not even answer Hisham's question. While the Eagle only took a breath, "They are dead." said the Eagle, whose face had been engraved with a smile, now back I made his regret even more ingrained.

"Well, if all this is a lie." he asked while shaking the Eagle's body.

"No, they're long gone." As hard as possible Eagle.

The man sat limp, crying curled up while saying an apology. "Leave me alone, let me wait for their invitation here on this beach and under this twilight." she said in a sob "Go, I want to be alone."

Inevitably Miss the Eagle and Chandra leave Hisham who is curled up in his cries.

If the tone is the voice

then the wound is a disappointed friend

I wish to be happy

but the pain is always there

Trust me, the regret of all regrets is the regret of the one who has passed away.

👉Ni R's

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