dark is not always dark
he's the one who came back
what happened to my heart
I'm still here waiting for the morning
tired of not bothering me
I'm still awake waiting for the morning
I don't know when the night stops
my friend is still waiting for the morning
tonight, night stays like this
I don't know why the morning came back
tonight, night stays like this
I don't know why the morning came back
the lyrics of the song noah are like describing what I feel right now. My heart is still unclear and time has shown 1 in the morning. My eyes are hard to close. Ah why this must happen.
the cold as the wind blows and the goosebumps, like all the others. Am I feeling scared? yes I am an ordinary man. I ask anything that wants to communicate come well so that I don't get scared.
"as I said I'll come again": a whisper.
"what do you want" I said in my heart.
" i want you to give it to my sister" said the whisper.
"what are you in that tea garden": I asked.
"that's me": that whisper
"how do I know where your diary is or who your sister is" I said.
"you'll know": the whisper.
"why should I, why should I": I asked.
"because you are different, you are special" said the whisper.
the whisper disappeared I thought it was how to find the diary and her sister ah I did not understand. By dawn I was just sleeping.
Thankfully, I went to college today. I woke up at 10 p.m. I took a shower to the campus. When I got off the city bus I stepped on something I saw a little book I looked left right there was no one near me. I took the book and I put it in. I have rice for the students because I have not had time for breakfast. I went to the front of the campus to find a comfortable seat and then I sat down.
I remembered that little book. I opened the bag and I started to open the book. It turned out that the book was the diary I read hmmm her name was Rara I read the name of the owner of the diary. I opened the courtyard and saw a photo in the middle of the diary.......
It turned out that the photo was exactly the same as the figure in the tea and the accident victim. I was surprised to see the photo I tried to read on it but immediately I stopped . I feel I have no right to know.. if it is true this figure diari how I know who and where her sister...
I held the diary and then stood up. Across the street I saw the angkot stop, Irene came down and smiled which made my heart flutter. Irene crossed the street I approached her I saw from my right a speeding sedan I ran towards Irene and pushed her to arrive ... BRUUUG I felt hit and I fell my sight started to blur and then it was dark...
"Wake up" the whispering made me open my eyes. Where I am this room is all white. Next to me was my mother, she closed her eyes.
"Mother, mother": I called my mother.
"your son is conscious": my mother opened her eyes and hugged me.
"This is where mom is" I said.
"You're in the hospital, son, you passed out one day last night" said my mother.
"I don't know if my head hurts" I said.
"Mother call the doctor first": said my mother. [/quote]
The doctor entered this room and examined me closely. My mother watched was was.
Thank God the mother's child is aware and the situation has improved if it continues to improve until the next two days the mother's child can go home": said the Doctor.
"Yes thank you Doctor" said my mother[/qoute]
The doctor left the room. My mother shed tears. I feel sad when I see my mom crying.
The sound of the door knocking I saw Irene in front of the door.
[Quote]"entrance this boy Aka's already conscious": said my mother.
"Alhamdulillah": said Irene as she approached me.
"What hurts": said Irene
"My head still hurts, your hands why?" I asked.
"it's just a scuff because you're pushing down": said Irene
"I'm sorry" I said.
"i'm even grateful that you didn't push me maybe I got hit" said Irene.
"Thank God what are you": I said.
"mother may want to rest first or want to go home first, right, mother has been waiting here all night so this afternoon until night Irene wait aka here": said Irene.
"Yes, mommy's coming home last night, mom's coming back here" said my mom.
my mom packed up some stuff and then went home. Irene sat next to me.
"Sorry your phone is broken beyond repair I know it's important for you it recalls the memory of Rini and this diary that you held when hit": Irene said as she placed the two items by my side.
"Maybe it's time to change the new phone" I said.
The sound of the door being knocked on and I saw a middle-aged man and cw my age. Then they both come in.
"Oh thank goodness my sister is conscious. Meet me Hadi brought me the father of Viona. This is my son Viona who hit my sister is very sorry with this incident I on behalf of my son apologize for the magnitude of all the losses of my sister and hospital fees I will bear and I beg you this matter should not be brought to the police.": said the man
"I'm sorry I bumped into sister" said Viona.
"I'm sorry I stayed a while I'm going to the hospital administration room" said Pa Hadi.
"Oh please": I said.
"No, I'm sorry again" said Viona
Suddenly there was a soft whisper in my ear.
"Give that diary to Viona"..
"Viona I want you to receive this diary": I said
"This day belongs to my friend Rara" I said, handing over the diary that was beside me.
"Do you know my sister Rara?": said Viona.
The figure of Rara suddenly appeared at the end of the room while smiling at me in her white clothes .
"She's my sister and please be her best friend" said Rara with a smile and then turned into smoke and disappeared.
