
That night, Keysa looked at the dark sky through the barred window, the plain curtain that he deliberately opened, the night wind so cold stroked all over him, he could not sleep from an hour ago, he said, because the night wind is so cold.
"Cold yes," the voice of a person he knew shocked him.
"I'm sorry" he said softly, as soon as possible, Keysa closed the curtain tight.
"Not slept?" tanyakanya.
"Not yet, ma'am" he answered briefly.
Why?" ask again.
"Not sleepy yet, sorry, has made Mother bother," he replied.
"Yes, if so, I went back to sleep again, you also quickly slept, Keysa," ordered Ms. Zana.
"Yes, ma'am" he answered.
For a moment, Keysa noticed the back of the middle-aged woman he knew as Ms. Zana, who was very affectionate and concerned for him, finally Keysa decided to go to sleep, he looked up at the sky of his invisible room, pleading with the Almighty, may he meet his Mother, even in a dream.
"Bu Zana's...Keysa, love you so much, like Keysa loves you, Papa, and is afraid to lose you like when I lost my Mama" she whispered in her heart.
The cool air touched up to the body, the wind sounded a rhythmic sigh, making her eyes tired until her beautiful eyes began to shut, enjoying the beauty of a beautiful night so sweet, and so happy, Fany never thought that everything came and went, so fast as a flash of lightning in the blackened sky.
Meanwhile, Fany is also unable to sleep, her heart is agitated and continues to wonder, her brain continues to spin to do something to melt her relationship with Keysa.
"What am I supposed to do? why does Keysa hate me so much?" ask in the heart.
Should he have ignored that explanation? is it important to have that explanation? did a misunderstanding arise between us? with a lazy step, Keysa walked out of the room, to relieve the anxiety that disturbed his mind.
Fany, aware of every struggle will certainly be its obstacles, and no exception with the struggle is fighting for his dream of getting Keysa's attention, as the proverb, consequently raft upstream swim-swim to the edge, and, get sick first have fun then. Since Elementary School heard the proverb, lately he felt really the meaning that is in it, maybe this proverb is the way of maturity, he said, and really understanding that proverb meant a lot to him to get his familiarity with Keysa.
Fany, in her shadow and imagination, is the best place to run, running away from people who don't care, who don't like, and People who hate her, and who can't hate her. The most reasonable path is to learn to understand it, just as to love Papa Aksa, her Husband, perhaps destiny should be to marry the One who already has a Son.
"Darling, what's the matter, sitting here alone?" tanyanya.
"Hehe, Fany, thirsty Mas," he replied nervously.
"In the room there is drinking water, dear" he said.
"Fany, want a warm cup of coffee, Mas," he said.
"Where's the coffee?" ask her while glancing at the table.
"It's over, Mom" he replied calmly
"Nice, dear coffee late at night," he reminded.
"It's okay, Mom, once in a while" he said.
"Tomorrow, sleep again" he said, grabbing his wiggly finger.
"Yes, Mas" he replied as he followed Papa Aksa's steps towards Kamar.
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