DKAS (Today Or Its Slama)

the dks 70 evin

DKAS #70

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Time cannot be undrawn...

Time cannot be pursued...

In a room in one of the villages on the Mentawai archipelago.

The Holy are at the front

A resource person for the design of activities in a village attended by administrators or representatives of each community group.

Tut...

My phone vibrated on the impact of the paper in front of me.

I also excuse the same friend to be the speaker to raise my cellphone call.

"Yes.hallo..assallamuaalikum" I said kindly.

"Waallaikum salam.sacred............"

The words on the other side made my body stiff.

"Hook over there now" I answered, turning off my phone call.

I went back to the party and called my friend to talk outside.

His face looked astonished at me who was carrying my backpack.

"Sir.sorry.help me to convey my part.karna I have something urgent." I said to my friend who often speaks formally while working

"Alright, I think this is very important.I will help" he said.

"Thank you sir" said I served my partner's responsibilities and left him.

He is still glancing at my departure, which is in a sense of unnatural things during being a working partner for 2 years with him..

Because I never leave or take no responsibility for my work..

I who ran left the socialization event in the village of neighbors.

Stoking my motorcycle gas.

Calmness, unrelenting tears dripping down the cheeks..

When I get to the place I am going.

Parked the origin of my motorbike ,

Run into the hallways of the building.

Looking for the room number I mentioned.

Right on the door that says No 23.

I stopped for a moment..

rough-throwing my breath.

Opening the door knob with heavy steps entered the room.

Two steps into the room I was looking for..

My eyes stupefied.

I can't believe my current vision..

Tears that fall and stuffing that is held..

I approached a limp-dropped person with an infusion tube in his hand and oxygen in his nose.

"Hiks..hiks.sorry right uci..uci not sensitive to the pain that you suffer..sorry.uci does not deserve to be your best friend" I responded with a soft word.

A man stood up to me.

His hand patted my shoulder gently.

"Don't talk like that ci.it'll just add to her drop" said a man who had been sitting in the corner of the room.

"But.uci is indeed the wrong bag?!" I murmured softly that could not seem to feel the pain of seeing what was in front of my eyes.

"He was always there for uci.he never complained with an attitude of uci.he also did not want to tell the story of the disease in his creak to uci.should be uci who is sensitive to his attitude lately" say it again

"Don't blame yourself for what happened.sufficient past events make you slump.evin doesn't want his problems you get worse" said the man who is evin's husband.

"I mean obag?" I stared intently with Evin's husband.

"Let's sit there.abag will tell me everything" he said pointing to the 2 seats where he was sitting earlier.

I followed her and sat next to Evin's husband who wasn't awkward for me..

"Evin already knows the story 6 years ago from yona. he is sick to see your slump ci.6 years you are like a living robot.evin is always looking for time to be able to bother you.

She said 'to appear even if your little human soul'.heh" Evin's husband smiled at evin remembering evin's story.

"Evin wishes for a happy saint" evin's husband glanced at me

I just nodded and shed tears glancing back at my weakly helpless friend.