
His eyes are looking for me.
How surprised Haga was when she saw me talking seriously to a man.
A man he knew from a painting I'd made.
The man kept trying to explain something, Haga could only peek out from behind the tree.
A man like him convinced me,
He saw us hugging each other, and the man kissed me.
Haga's hands were clenched tightly, though,
his emotional and angry look rang out.
He could only leave the scene in annoyance.
. . . .
Jodhy drove me to the intersection as usual.
On the way home,
I recall all of Jodhy's words.
Jodhy explained who Julie was this afternoon. She is his childhood friend, and Julie does have feelings for Jodhy, but Jodhy himself never considers more than friends.
As for the person he was trying to find, it was all related to his family.
I was just asked to keep believing it. As long as I believe, he doesn't care about anything else.
And the one Jodhy loves, I'm the only one. Rigorously.
For me, Jodhy's explanation has made me relieved and not think strange anymore.
. . . .
When I open my door.
It's dark, it's a fitting feeling I'm going the lights are alive.
My hand kept looking for a socket to blame the lights.
Who is this, who is hugging me.
The lights are on, I'm gonna turn around.
"Don't turn around and talk, just for a second, stay like this, let me hug you"
Brother Aga half whispered in my ear. His voice trembled, indicating that there was a wound in his heart.
I was silent, obeying his will.
Kak Aga why yes, not usually he behaves like this, and why with his embrace. Hugs different. He's having trouble at the office.
After a while.
"Sister, he said there's something you want to talk about, say"
Aga did not answer, slowly his embrace began to loosen, then I turned around.
I looked into his eyes, trying to figure out what was going on.
All I saw was a look full of disappointment and wounds, sad strokes in his eyes.
"Big brother why?"
ask me again to find my restlessness answer.
Aga was silent again, not answering a word, He just looked me in the eye, touched my cheeks and kissed me gently on the forehead, then he came out of my room.
My girl, you are my light in the darkness, you are the light in my heart. Is this the end. Hagas.
There was a feeling slashed inside me, a feeling of inexplicable hurt. Fill the Heart Kak Aga. The heart is still a big question for me.
. . . .
Sundays.
Bend day.
At breakfast and lunch, I still keep glancing towards Kak Aga.
It's not as usual.
It was as if I saw the figure of the first time I met Kak Aga. Brother Aga became quiet and moody.
Grandma caught my attitude and Sister Aga, looking at her grandson's scarred face.
Ara also quietly glanced at me, and noticed the change in her brother's attitude.
After eating, Grandma gestured for Haga to follow her.
Grandma took him to the end near the piano.
I hid behind a wall, next to a vase of flowers.
"Go buy a ring, and have her try on the dress that Grandma brought yesterday"
Grandma started the conversation.
The rings. Dresses. What is. Who would you like to invite Kak Aga to buy the Ring and try on a dress. What's the matter exactly. What you are hiding from me. I'll be. ah, but no way, I've never seen him with a woman.
Speak my guessing heart.
"Yuki, like he already has his own choice"
said Kak Aga who suddenly mentioned my name.
Me? Wh why? What's the matter? I'm getting curious.
"Grandmother would not listen to him reject her. You should get engaged soon.
Tu-fiancee. I'm with Brother Aga?? Not likely.
I syock, directly according to my mouth, my hand almost nudged down the vase earlier, fortunately I immediately grabbed it.
My face suddenly turned pale, my body shaking violently.
Lies. No way, it's all a lie. This must be wrong. What I heard, it's impossible.
I still don't believe in my hearing.
Immediately I walked up the stairs, as I was going up the stairs, Cakra had just come down from his room, he was intending to leave.
He couldn't stay home with me for long after he knew the real reason.
Cakra looked at my pale face, looking nervous. The shocked eyes seemed to have heard something.
He realized in another room his Grandma and brother were talking.
Ara seemed to know with my newly learned spirit as well.
I'm still curious.
Walking to the front door of Kak Aga's room, I want to see what Kak Aga should not see and touch.
Kak Aga's Painting.
The painting that will answer all justifications.
Justification about someone who is very meaningful and loved Kak Aga.
My hands shook when I opened the door to my room, Brother Aga.
I went inside, my footsteps were heavy, my heart was hurting.
GREEK!!!
My eyes immediately rounded wide, sharp and shocked.
Cloth cover painting I open all.
All the paintings are my face.
I saw a lot of myself laughing, smiling, crying, swinging, playing the piano, sleeping on the green grass and a lot of other things.
It's all me. About me.
My legs were shaking, my body was limp, falling on the floor.
This is impossible. It must all be a lie. I can't believe that the person Kak Aga loves is me...
. . . .
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