
The image sat pensively in his room. His eyes stared blankly at the corner of the sky-blue room.
"Why should I feel this again? Why do I have to feel pain again?" he said in his heart.
Since coming home from school, he kept himself locked up in his room. He only goes out when he wants to drink or eat. Mr. Bayu and Ms. Mirna were worried and worried about their child's situation. They were afraid of the Citra headache coming back.
"What is An?" ask Mirna to the child.
Anne, who was working in her room, stopped her activities and looked at her.
"Anne doesn't know Ma. But just now after seeing the photo, he was like that. Anne didn't know what the photo was? Anne did not see" replied Anne.
Miss Mirna the mangosteen heard her son's answer. Then he asked back, "is he in the bully again at school?"
Anne took a long breath. He didn't want to tell his mother this. Because he promised Citra not to tell anyone.
"Not Ma. No one is bully Citra anymore" replied Anne lying.
"Correct? No lie, right?" Ms. Mirna reassured again because she was unsure of the answer given by Anne.
Anne fell silent. He's cornered now. He could lie to everyone. But he couldn't lie to his mother.
"Jawab to be honest, what in school Citra is still in the same bully of her friends?" ask Mirna again.
Anne became quiet. He lowered his head deeply. Hiding her fear from her mother.
"Emm. that... Imagery... Yes Ma," he replied.
Miss Mirna closed her eyes. His heart seemed to be pierced by hot iron hearing Anne's reply. He felt that he had failed to become a parent for Citra.
"The image is still in the same bully as Sasha and the others. Even now there were those who wanted to get close to Mister Tian Ma. Teacher too," Anne replied honestly.
Miss Mirna nodded her head at the explanation of her son. Without a second thought, the woman came to Citra's room.
"Ma... Where's mama going?" ask Anne.
Miss Mirna ignored the question. He continued walking towards the Citra room.
Inside the room, Citra was staring at a worn frame. A photo neatly stored in that frame. A picture of a beautiful woman whose face looks like her own.
The image caressed the photo. His heart felt a yearning for a figure he had never felt his affection for. On the figure they call, mother.
"Citra never met my mother. The image never knew and never touched Mom's face. But Citra kangen Bu. Citra misses Mom. The image of meeting Mother," he said.
Tears were melting on both of his cheeks. It hurts so much to miss a person we can never touch again. We can't sweep it with our eyes anymore.
Hearing the voice of Citra who was crying, Ms. Mirna also shed her tears. The woman feels very guilty now. If he is not selfish, maybe until now Citra can still feel the warmth of the mother's embrace.
"Partner!" call Miss Mirna.
Hearing someone call him, Citra immediately wiped her tears. He doesn't want anyone to know his tears. Enough of him and God knows these tears.
"Eh Mama." The image smiles when it sees the mother.
Miss Mirna returned a smile. "What are you, honey?" ask Miss Mirna.
"Not to mention Ma. Again with the task," replied Citra.
Miss Mirna smiled. "Yes already then. You're not sick, are you?" ask Miss Mirna.
The image smiled and shook its head. "Partner is fine, Ma" he replied.
Ms. Mirna again smiled at Citra's reply. Then the woman gently stroked the child's hair.
"If there is a problem at school, you tell me yes Nak same Mama or Papa. Don't be alone" said Miss Mirna.
While chatting, the door of Citra's room knocked. The image lets in the person who knocks on the door.
"Sorry Non. There is, Mas Tian in front," Bi Lani said.
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Today Citra is in the library, He is looking for materials for his duties. He went through every shelf in the library.
"Have you seen the book?" ask Anne.
Imagra. "We're sitting there!" Take Citra while pointing to a bench near the window.
Anne and Maria agreed. The three of them then headed to the bench pointed by Citra.
I started reading the book he was carrying. Anne and Mary did the same. They both read the books they brought.
"Eh Cit's. You're the same Mr Tian how are you?" ask Mary suddenly.
"meaning?" The image forehead is perfectly wrinkled. He did not understand the question asked by Maria.
"Yes, how are you? Your relationship is that" said Maria.
The image shrugged his shoulders. He seemed reluctant to talk about his relationship with Tian.
"Why?" ask Mary again.
"I'm sorry Mar. It's not that I don't appreciate you. But please don't talk about it when we're at school. I don't want them to hate Mr. Tian and you" Citra said.
Maria nodded in understanding. He understood with the feeling of image. He never let his haters hate those around him.
"I should be the one apologizing to you. You see, I'm just as sassy as that" said Maria.
Smiling image. "Nothing. We're going back to class!Five minutes to go by the bell" Citra asked.
Anne and Maria nodded. The three of them then headed to the perpus guard table to borrow a book they had not finished reading.
I don't think the school clock has arrived. All the students were out of their classes. Including his friends and friends.
"Cit, anterin to the bookstore!" pinta Anne's.
"I'd like to buy a novel for our work" Anne continued.
"Can. Maria want to come with us to the bookstore?" tawar Citra's.
Maria shook her head. "Sorry, I can't go. After this I have a church service" answered Mary.
The image understood.. "It's okay" Citra said.
"If that's what I'm going to do first, it's Cit, Anne. Hye!"
After saying goodbye, Mary set her foot toward the school gate. Anne and Citra waved their hands at Maria who was getting further away.
After Maria's death, the two seemed to be silent to each other. There was no conversation between the two. Only the occasional sound of breathing was heard.
"We took a taxi to the bookstore" Anne said after a long silence.
The image just nodded. His eyes spread his eyes across the school. Searching for the whereabouts of Tian who promised to meet him after school.
"Cit, you're okay, right?"
The image looks and smiles. "I'm fine," he said.
Anne smiled at him. Although he was not sure what Citra said to him. The two continued walking towards the gate. While passing through the school park, Citra accidentally saw something that almost made her faint.