Colorless Aurora

warmth

It was like seeing what was happening in my life. I did say that I was living the same life as her, but she could say about life like seeing it all.

"Why can you be sure, miss ." Ask me to clarify what he said.

"Your feet are firm, yet heavy to walk, your hands are rough yet soft when holding, your voice is melodious but in the majesty it's like being depressed, that's how I feel why I'm sure you can understand me ."The lady replied with a smile on her beautiful and beautiful lips.

Indeed he did know more than what he did not see, just listening to the tone of voice, the taste of the hands and footsteps, like reading the psychology of someone. Fia can find things she can't see, what a great woman is afraid to see the truth.

"Yes, maybe you're right, miss, I'm the same as you, I'm afraid, if I see reality, it can't change anything in my life."

"You can definitely, look, how warm this house is, I can feel it, you're trying to take care of it, because you yourself wish, for your family to come back and feel this warmth ."

I smiled and even almost wanted to cry, seeing Nagisa who bothered herself to prepare all the food to serve the beautiful lady who kept holding my hand.

"Yes, I didn't expect more about this ." I said with a slight smile.

"I'm the same."

Smiling stepping in, I realized maybe one week, no, one year ago I was alone in this house. Even I myself still ate the leftover rice this morning because it was too lazy to cook a new one.

But right now in front of me, she's my sister and someone who understands me is in the row of chairs to eat together, how wonderful it is when I feel this way, if I can expect more, if I can expect more, I want to continue like this.

I took the camera from inside my bag, saw the two young girls laughing with all the food on the table, I aimed for a bit of beauty with no effect, perfection, happiness, laughter, jokes, warmth and hope.

Maybe this is what he and I were looking for, the completeness of something lacking in both of our lives.

"I'm, a little sleepy ." I yawned to cover my tears.

"Sister don't sleep at the dinner table." replied my sister with a smile.

Yes this is just my excuse, to cover up the tears that were dripping unintentionally, I smiled looking at my happy little sister's face. Because I knew this little happiness was the hope I wanted to live up to the night and make us sleep in the warmth of the family.

What I found next to my bed was the figure of a large mound covered, as I tried to move my hand, it felt so heavy, even numb. Trying to see who's behind this blanket.

when she opened it, she was certainly a person I knew, a beautiful face looking at me, making my hands as a cushion, she Aurora, somehow we could fall asleep on the floor of my mother's room with all these photos strewn about.

"Why am I here ." A little thought about the incident last night and it was very vague.

Yes I asked myself, a little forgot the incident last night, which obviously I was alone last night to see the photo album of my mother.

But this incident, an unexpected event, where a man in the morning slept alone with a beautiful woman beside him, I really could not imagine it.

Trying to move but the lady's hand held her back, looking for a way to move, the strength of this tight hug that my body could not let go, thinking in such a complicated situation made it hard for me to think.

Looking in all directions and finding a leg standing at the door of the room, yes looking up, she is my sister but there seems to be no surprise or shock to see such an event.

"Nagisa, sister can explain ." Said I was surprised.

"Hmmp, Nagisa knows why this mbak is here, " Nagisa said with a slightly frowning tone.

Thankfully, in the morning like this Nagisa did not say anything strange, because usually she just wanted to talk without ever knowing the reason.

"What is the reason why he is here ." Ask me who still can't move my hand.

Nagisa came closer and squatted down beside my bed, with a slightly sad face looking at my eyes, what was she thinking inside her head as she was about to say this.

"Last night I followed him, he hadn't slept, walked like he smelled something from inside this room, brought his blanket and found out that he was asleep on the floor with all these scattered photos, " Said Nagisa who just squatted down and did not help me.

I listened to what my sister said, indeed we were a little similar, I myself even fell asleep in the pile of albums and all the photos with this distinctive smell, I did realize she knew, she saw everything, she saw everything, like knowing 'why' about me, he reads the breath of everyone's life, feels it and sees it.