
Aida, increasingly irritated with her silent clan as if trying to hide the identity of Allena.Allena as a victim of Broken home as if to be an alibi for her sympathies.
"B_".
"Allena, the broken home victim was right about aida".Marga's speech, cut off Aida's speech."She's a wounded girl, I'm the first one to hear her sad story straight from her own".Clearly surnamed, without looking.
Aida who was about to protest also became silent.Sit was sitting sweetly, digesting the explanation of the clan.Alagain explained with half-and-half.
"Allena, a little girl owned by Rey, she has been suffering since she was just 10 years old, due to the divorce of her parents even she had taken drugs, types of marijuana, consumed wine and also heavy cigarette addicts".
"Allena Aidira, her full name.Born in a conglomerate family with a gloomy treasure but the truth is deep down, she is hurt, she misses love and affection.She is a woman full of wounds.And".It seemed, the clan was unable to continue the story, too sick to imagine the days experienced by Allena.
Because it is not strong to imagine it, until he shed tears.As allena said'other people are only able to feel but not experience '.Those words kept ringing in the clan's mind.
Aida, understand very well what experienced by a girl named Allena Aidira.From the surname story alone, she was able to conclude the entire story without needing to explain.
"Stop".Shouted aida.
Marga, suddenly braked.Stop the speed of his car to hear the screams of Aida."Whyyyy?".She was worried about aida's scream, afraid that Aida misunderstood her.
"You are in a state of driving, mas.Gak good story let alone that drain your emotions".Aida's soft speech, touching the clan's arm.
Marga smiled, touched Allena's arm."Yes sorry, dear".Sahut marga.Kebali focus staring towards the streets.
Marga, rub the top of aida's head covered in hijab."Naturally you are jealous.Toh it has become the nature of women.I just ask you, help me".Marga please.
Aida, sitting back no longer rests her head on the clan's shoulder."What can I help you with?".Aida asked, looking lovingly at the clan.
"Please, don't be jealous if one day I'm close to Allena".Pinta.
Bak in a lightning strike in broad daylight, aida is only able to stare at the clan with a thousand questions.Request or a necessity.Do not be close, just look at the taste he does not want his lover close to other women.
But, once again his conscience betrayed him.He was well aware his lover wanted to help the girl full of wounds was not intended to betray him.
"If I had a heart as big as the ocean, you married him I would".Aida, once with a destiny that may not be in accordance with her expectations.
Marga, touch Aida's lips with her index finger."Don't say no-no aida".Saying clan, shaking head."Understand the problem first.Maybe you can also take part in it before you leave me again".
"I mean?".
"Help me so that Allena is free from drugs, alcoholics and smokers.Help me".Pinta marga, clenching his hands together.
Aida, seems to think.Helping people with heart injuries may even be classified as mental health is disturbed is not an easy thing.Alas the sufferer has long experienced mental disorders, if it is true so.