Damar For Kinanti

sometimes Yoga is envious..

The tent has been set up complete with pelaminan, All preparations are complete.

Damar just waited for the night to change in the morning.

When everyone was busy, the man deliberately isolated himself in the room.

He turned his body, trying to close his eyes, but could not.

Whether because of so tense or what, there was not the slightest drowsiness that he felt.

He got up and sat on the edge of the bed.

" I am restless for no reason." he murmured,

" i have to sleep." he added.

After a long moment of silence, he looked down at the floor and his feet.

suddenly he looked up, for the sake of seeing a photo of himself and Aji stuck on the wall of his room.

" Your sister will be my wife...you're happy right..?" he said shimmily,

There was an expanding smile, but that smile then disappeared.

" You should be here.sit next to us and give us your blessing." continued Damar.

Apparently on a happy day like this even Aji's shadow can not be lost, the guilt is still attached so deep.

" I think that by marrying your sister my guilt will decrease." Damar said in a trembling voice.

He lowered his head,

covered his face with both palms.

There was no sound of crying, only his shoulders were shaking violently, from feeling great pain and regret.

I don't think he deserves to be happy, it feels so unfair to Aji.

His mind is not bad, his heart is so attacked by anxiety.

" gig! tock!" there was the sound of Damar's room door being knocked.

" your?! sleeping already? if you're not out yet, you're looking for Mr dhe Dayat?!" yoga Voice.

" Daddy?" call Yoga again got no answer.

Out of curiosity, Yoga turned the door handle, and it was not in the key.

" Mad??" Yoga comes in slowly,

" amy? not sleeping, right?" tanya Yoga when she saw Damar still sitting on the edge of the bed.

" Daddy?!" Yoga approached quickly, as something was not quite right that he saw from Damar's body language.

" your?! see me mas??" Yoga drew Damar's hand, so that the pale face full of tears was visible.

In his hand held Damar's wrist, so that Yoga can feel Damar's body shivering violently.

" God?! how can you do this tomorrow when you're getting married?!" Yoga half screaming, yelling,

" Babelle?! mbak Winda?!" call Yoga out loud.

A few hours later, though,

Winda and Yoga alike look at Damar who is deep asleep.

He sleeps like an innocent baby with the rest of his tears and puffy eyes.

" Ck.." sounding Winda clucked,

it was like he was disappointed to see Damar act like that again.

Although actually Winda knows, it's a psychic disorder that is actually not wanted by Damar.

" Because I don't have a sedative, while I give you a sleeping pill." said Yoga,

Winda was silent, not answering, his face covered in confusion.

" Does his future wife know?"

Dahi Yoga was clenched to hear it.

" What kind of woman is she like?" tanya Yoga is curious.

" Have you never met Damar's future wife?" ask the Winda back, please,

" when did he ever come here? even though I've never been introduced.."

answer Yoga.

" That doesn't matter, tomorrow you meet him, don't be rude?" vinda's Perspiration.

" Lho? you said mbak, what am I like.."

" She's pretty enough because, it's just a small body, '" commented Winda.

Yoga smiled faintly hearing that,

" he is of a crazy body even I also have a conscience mbak, insolent if I want my brother's wife." said Yoga.

" It's good that your mind has begun to be right." Grumbled Winda.

" Now call your friend, ask for help or something while,

Tomorrow morning we're getting married, there's no way we're taking him to the hospital..

anyway in my experience, he'll be normal again once his mind is calm.."

willa sat down next to Damar who was asleep.

" There must be someone accompanying him to sleep tonight, because if that's the case he usually has nightmares." said Winda.

" Let me accompany you, but invite Bagas to sleep at home mbak." said Yoga.

" Yes, but don't forget to call your psychiatrist.."

" yes yes." replied Yoga with a sigh.

Silent heart complained, how unfortunately Mbak Winda to Damar, all his attention fell on Damar, but he was the younger brother mbak Winda.

Well. yoga can understand also why mbak Winda like that to Damar.

Sister Winda tried to fill the affection that was not obtained by Damar.

His life was more painful than his pleasure.

Maybe because of that Damar grew up to be a person who is often moody, rarely joking, and always serious in everything.

Because of his growth in vain, he grew into a person who is so caring and very appreciative of others, especially to his workers whose economy can be said to be underprivileged,

It's so light-handed.

If the word stature is not this good, maybe he will be in the opinion of workers because so often help the work of factory people and farmers.

Sometimes Yoga pity, sometimes there is also a little envy.

Damar always has a good calculation and is always successful with his business efforts.

He can make a lot of money from yoga.

Sometimes Yoga is anxious with Damar behavior that is like deliberately seeking praise from others, for example, is a Damar car that looks very far when compared to a handsome and handsome car.

Yoga often hears people complaining about Damar who is smart to make money and does not like luxury luxury.

Yoga is true, because they grow together,

without praise from others Damar will still live as if and keep the money good.

So. for iripun it feels free, it is already the carrier of Damar like that.

" Healthy mas.." said Yoga half complained to Damar who was being closed, of course he loved Damar and wanted to live a happy Damar.

Immediately in retrieved the HP in his shirt pocket, he,

then contact his acquaintances according to orders mbak Winda.