DKAS (Today Or Its Slama)

memories of 02

DKAS #84

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A motor sport stopped near me standing.

I wrapped the face of the man who opened his helmet as it went down.

I gave her my smile as a sign of my hospitality.

His reply Glazed the eagle's eyes staring intently at the unfriendly sign.

"Deg.." My heart was buzzing very strongly.

My smile was gone changing in anxiety as if I had a mistake with her.

"Why?. Isn't it common for an unfeeling woman like you. to still be able to smile happily?" His words approached me

"What's up with Alvi?" I asked who was interested in his attitude.

" don't be innocent" he said pushing both my shoulders.

I swung 2 steps back.

"Why?" I ask who somehow this cheek has been flooded with tears.

"Not acting like that. You just want to be with something that makes you happy. When it's hard and you need it, you'll go." His words pointed at my body

I just can't afford to look at him, let alone around me right now.

"What's my fault?" I looked like there was no more energy.

"You didn't come home at the funeral which he said was your best friend and was busy beautifying yourself, which to me was all useless" he said, pressing a few sentences.

"What does abag mean?" I asked again with tears

" cih... How do you love me?. So you prefer to beautify yourself for wedding preparations with me rather than attending a funeral that he said is your true friend" he said again with a tone of scorn.

I just quietly stepped on the motorbike that was in the parking lot not far from them standing at this time.

"I'm not done yet. I know, you really want this wedding?!. Because I am your first love, right?!. and you even want to survive alone for more than 6 years waiting for my proposal?!. ciiih. I make sure I don't want to marry you" Alvi said in a scornful tone again..

My body is getting full of desire to speak.

I couldn't retaliate and my energy disappeared.

Alvi who finally moved away from me riding his sport bike died me who was still sitting on the motorcycle seat.

Alu tried to turn my bike on.

Leaving that place with the rest of my energy.

After driving, you don't know the direction..

I stopped at the beautiful mosque where I once came with the baby.

I stepped into the building of the mosque towards the quiet part with shady trees.

I know this place very well..

Because this is not far from my housing and I often keaini when jogging afternoon or morning.

I pricked Jendei spilled all the pain in my heart and cried.

Until I thought what if I went to all the places I had visited with your baby first.

With a swift step I returned to my motorcycle and drove it to the place in my wing.

After a long drive and some places that are kunungi.

In this siti nurbaya park I sit near the swing that was once used by siti nurbaya in the past.

I remember alvi's words

" he said there was a point. When the baby was buried I was not present. When evinpum is. Alvi is not wrong. I'm the wrong one, I'm a bad person" my inner self with tears flowing back.

"Eh.diak.jan mamanuang in siko (deck. Don't wait here)" the voice of the sitinurbaya tour guard surprised me.

"Sorry uda (sorry bag)" I replied erasing the rest of my tears and glancing at the glance of the clock on my phone screen showed the day had sunk in the afternoon. I was about to go down through the back of the tiered road towards the direction of my motorcycle parking.

"Why did I seem to have caught a glimpse of it" my mind seemed to see someone when the obag was reprimanding me

"But.had it been.maybe because I was still expecting it" my mind again and continued my steps died the tourist attractions of the tomb and the siti nurbaya park. Heading back to my aunt's house.