DREAMMAN

SINCERITY LONGS.

The sun began to dare to show itself, its light entering the window sidelines tapping the eyelids that are still closed and friendly to dreams.

The cool breeze, once it opens the window in the morning, is the cool that calms itself down along with the cell cells in the body, all the goodness in the first breath of oxygen that the body receives.

Nandin tied up his hair, after waking up and opening the window. His brown eyes were highlighted by the morning sunlight makes his eyeballs look shining, his dry lips in the morning a little pale natural but does not diminish his beauty. At his grab the square object that from night he did not touch it, taking a sitting position at the end of the bed close to the small table beside his bed, no incoming message at all, no message, but the chat from the person he was waiting for did not come, finally clicked the chat with the name of the contact Doctor Love is his lover, but only disappointment in his get, he said, the owner of the chat was just online 15 minutes ago but did not contact him, finally Nandin put back his HP and rushed to the kitchen to prepare food for him and Tama.

"Decks what are you." Nandin surprises Tama who is busy messing with her HP.

"No, you don't forget to eat, take vitamins for endurance as well." Answer Tama.

"Since when have you been so attentive to your sister." Nandin raised his eyebrows giving his sister a sharp look.

Finding her sister like interrogating makes Tama wrong. "Come brother cook, adek laper." said Tama sebari walk past his sister.

"Oh my sister laper anyway." Nandin mocked his sister.

Nandin spends his time day after day just finishing his freelance work. From there comes comfort from his heart problems. Every morning, Nandin always sends a message to Doctor Riko, reminding her to eat, drink her, medicine, and do not forget to express her longing, although never responded by Doctor Riko.

Once in a while Aditya comes to visit sending a cake made by Doctor Riko's mother to Tama and Nandin. Nandin has not been able to visit Doctor Riko's house because of his many freelance work. He was determined once would not trouble people to live and school his sister.

The phone rang on the living room table. Attracting the attention of Nandin who was focusing on the screen of his laptop, he saw the contact displayed on his cellphone MAMA Mas Riko, Nandin immediately rushed to lift him. "Assalamualaikum Mah."

Not long after the answer from behind his call was heard. "Dear Walaikumsalam, you haven't told Mama you're healthy son?" like a mother who worries about her child.

"Alhamdulillah good Ma. Sorry Ma Nandin is a little busy, has not had time to visit. Mama and Dad are healthy?."

"Oh so, thank God, what about Tama?."

"He's also fine Ma Alhamdulillah."

"Son you can come not tomorrow, Mama miss you very much don't forget to take Tama?."

Feeling bad for too long did not visit after Doctor Riko was abroad finally Nandin agreed. "In Syaa Alloh Ma, Nandin will try"

"Thank God, take care of your health, baby?"

Doctor Riko's mother's words touched Nandin's feelings, her cries unstoppable and heard behind the phone by Doctor Riko's mother. "Darling why are you?" Doctor Riko's mother.

Nandin could no longer hide his feelings. "Ma, Nandin misses Mas Riko, longs for it"

"Honey, Mama also misses Riko, come tomorrow so that mama also misses you and Tama ya"

"Good ma."

"Assynogaic"

"Getishalam." Nandin hangs up the phone, puts his face on the table, holds back the longing that is not even clear and never reciprocated, without knowing what the cause is. Her ugly thoughts began to hit, whether Riko was not serious to her, the doctrinal word really pierced her feelings.

Tama answered enthusiastically."Really sister, horeeeee."

Nandin just nodded.

The day awaited by Tama arrives, Tama is indeed so enthusiastic when it comes to Doctor Riko's mother. He feels he has parents and feels loved, which is why Nandin is also comfortable with the family.

Before leaving Nandin seemed to send a message first to Doctor Riko, trying to forgive his longing through his message. Even on the way to his lover's parents' house, he occasionally continued to stare at his HP screen to make sure and hope there was a reply.

Upon arrival at the home of the parents of Doctors Riko Nandin and Tama immediately welcomed. "Darling, welcome."

Nandin smiles happily to get a warm welcome from her lover's mother whom she already considers her parents.

Tama greets Doctor Riko's Mom and Dad.

Nandin's feelings begin to respond to the situation he is facing.

Sitting in the living room he once sat in with Doctor Riko as well.

"Tam, you want to try playing a game?" Doctor Riko's Father Said to Tama.

Tama glanced at his older brother, because so far he was not allowed to know the toys that drain the time. And Nandin gave an exception today. Tama was so happy.

"Good, but I've never." Answer Tama honestly.

"Let's teach you, to the family room yuk." Tama is invited to the family room with a large-sized TV equipped with the latest complete Game tool.

Tama is very happy to get special treatment from Doctor Riko's father.

While in the living room two women are trying to understand each other's feelings that are easily fragile.

"Darling, you're okay, right?." Doctor Riko's mother held Nandin's hand.

Nandin nodded, revealing his sweet but bitter smile. Her tears melted unstoppably.

"Honey, Mama knows you miss Riko." The hug from her lover's mother was given. Nandin cried needed the middle-aged woman. "Ma, Nandin really misses Mas Riko, Nandin doesn't know why Mas Riko ignored me all this time, even I feel like this isn't Mas Riko."

"Mom knows what Nandin feels like, give Riko a little more time huh."

Nandin nodded, though he did not understand the meaning of the word his lover's mother said.

Women are fragile, and it is natural that one woman misses her child, and one is the woman who loves her son.

No human being is able to hide longing, the cure of longing is meeting. If there's no drug meeting his is news. But if news does not come. It is natural that tears are proof, proof that they are painful longings.