Destiny Habibie

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Habibie drives his car in no direction. His spirit of life had already disappeared since he had lost half of his heart. If anyone says Habibie is excessive, then let it be, because in fact he really loves his woman so much.

The feeling of destruction, anger, pain, hate, and loss became one such beautiful blend of mocking her.

The hospitality that he used to present to anyone, now changed with an arrogant and untouchable attitude. If it can be seen, then his heart has now turned frozen, along with freezing when the woman he loves does not move anymore.

Strained, Habibie returned to this place, where he felt peaceful and calm, feeling so close to the beloved heart.

Sitting rough, again Habibie his tears that turned out to have flowed out of nowhere.

"Hi, Honey. Look, I'm broken without you. Do you not feel sorry for me? Why did you just leave, you didn't even say anything to me, why, why, honey?" Habibie wept in front of a gravestone that read Rima Pratiwi.

"Why don't you just take me? Wh why? I'd rather go with you, than you stay I'm alone like this," again, Habibie just kept talking to herself.

He continued to speak, as if in front of him this was the figure of Rima. Rubbing the headstone gently, Habibie brought her face close and kissed the headstone.

"What do I have to do, honey. Tell me, what am I supposed to do? What am I supposed to do without you? I really don't know, I lost my way, I, I-" Habibie was able to continue his words.

He just put his head in the belly of the lover. Until now, it felt like he had not been able to accept everything.

Losing suddenly, was truly a crushing blow to his life. All the dreams that he had arranged, were shattered unceremoniously.

Crazy one? Maybe some people will call themselves that, because what he is doing right now is like crazy.

Habibie, he doesn't care about that, which he knows, he just feels good about his situation like this, right here, close to his girlfriend.

"You take it easy, I'm here with you, so you're not lonely. Because I'm lonely without you too." Habibie began to close her eyes.

Such were his days, he spent half his day in the tomb of Rima, until the day with a scorching heat, Habibie would just move on, not because he was tired, but because he wanted to find a crowd.

The crowd that he had never even touched at all. Now, that's even becoming his best friend.

Drinking, to the point of being drunk and swaying like crazy, was a very pleasant activity for Habibie. He'll be there, keep it that way, until he's completely unconscious.

"Well, our prince came" said Habibie's friend who was the first to invite Habibie to know this place.

"Wus, Lo's appearance was exhausted by the storm," mocked another friend.

"Gue wasn't in a storm, 'cause I was the storm." Habibie sat down violently.

"Look down, relax. What do you want to drink? This time I'm the one who's buying." Alex said with a little scream.

"As usual." Habibie had already begun to gulp down the drink that was in front of him.

He doesn't care whose drink it is. All he knew was that the drink was there, so he drank. The friends who saw him just shook their heads.

Habibie's behavior like that, even makes them happy. Finally, a once obedient like Habibie, can be a drink addict because in living the figure of Rima.

"Now, drink as much as Lo!" Alex came in with a service that carried several bottles of drink.

Without saying anything, Habibie began to gulp like a man of infidelity. He seemed to not care about anything else.

"Rima, I miss," said Habibie, who was drunk.

"Rim, plis go home yes, we marry!" Habibie kept fumbling.

The friends who saw it were also pity, so frustrated a Habibie lived by Rima.

"Lex, it's been this heavy drunk Temen Lo," said one of them.

"Yes, let it go, let me take him home" Alex replied casually.

Alex did invite Habibie to know this place, but he also did not have the heart to let Habibie in a place like this until morning.

"Rima, I miss you, go home again" Habibie murmured with tears flowing.

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For a moment, all his friends in the room were glued together. They were so shocked, when they saw Habibie to shed tears. Just this time, they saw Habibie drunk to the point of crying like that.

It seemed, a deep longing was being felt by Habibie. They feel unbearable, finally Alex chose to take Habibie home.

"Gue is not good, but I also do not have the heart to see Lo become like this. Where Habibie I know first, Lo that always lecture me to repent, but look, now even Lo follow my kayak," murmured Alex bitterly.

Alex is the guy who rides basically. He was like that because he was disappointed with his parents. Seeing Habibie who was like him, even made his chest ache.

Alex knocked on Habibie's door on the day that was almost midnight. Slowly the door opened, and the one who opened the door was Habibie's younger brother.

Alex who saw him was still fixated, for a moment he forgot his purpose to come to this house.

"Sorry, brother, what's wrong?" ask the beautiful woman Alex knew she was Habibie's sister.

"Oh that, I'm nganterin Habibie," replied Alex nervously.

"Ang? Where is she brother?" ask Alina again.

"Still in the car. He's drunk as usual." Alex replied in a bad way.

"Abang," said Alina with trembling lips. He immediately called his father to bring Habibie in.

"Dad, wakeup. Brother's coming home, Dad. He's in front." Alina knocked on her parents' bedroom door.

"Is your brother drunk again?" ask the father, who has begun to memorize the behavior of his son.

Alina just kept her head down, she really could not bear, seeing her father and mother sad.

Dad came out of the room and was followed by mom. Dad immediately brought Habibie in, and Alex helped of course.

"Thank you for bringing him home." Dad spoke even though he was upset and didn't like Alex.

"Together, excuse me." Alex just got out of the house.

"Why are you, son. Mommy's sad to see you like this, you're sick, son." Mother cried with a hiccup.

The father who saw him could only clench his hands, he wanted to be very angry, but what power, if Habibie was currently sleeping peacefully, although occasionally he still continued to call Rima's name.

"Bang, Alin, miss the old brother" said Alin, by wiping Habibie's body and changing her clothes.

"Dad, just the mother sleeps, Alin who will be here with brother, pity father, must be tired," said Alin, looking sad both parents.

"But son," reject the mother who got the headband from Alin.

"Mother take father to rest, Alin who takes care of brother. Poor, Dad, must be tired and sleepy after hard work, Bun." Alina, just didn't want her parents to get sick.

"Alright, if it's the same mother father to the room yes, later if there is anything, you call mother alone." Mother finally followed her son's words, she also pity her husband.

"Yes, Bun." Alina sat down on the side of the bed.

He looked on softly. It felt, he missed his old brother so much. A brother who is so warm, affectionate with himself, and always protects himself and his family.

"Bang, if you hear me, please come back, Bang. We lost, Brother." Alina kissed the older sister's forehead, and ended up sleeping beside her.

Meanwhile, without them knowing, Habibie had not slept. He just closed his eyes. She was also devastated when she heard all her family sayings, but her heart was too frozen, to be warm again.

"Look at Rima, you've made my family's akundan fall apart. You and destiny are both cruel!" inner Habibie with closed eyes and tears that drip.