Fistfuls

Hail

A middle-aged woman was seen pondering, in her hand holding a light blue book. He had just read the entire book after two days of finding it. He breathed out repeatedly to neutralize his guilty feelings. Ah, is he sorry about all this to feel guilty about what he has passed with a full and happy feeling? But it seemed that he would not regret, as all of this was already his path of fate.

"Ma, why?" ask the husband who just came out of the bathroom, snatching clean clothes that have been prepared by his beloved wife.

His wife was seen sighing, "No, no, no," he said.

"Yes his lips can say not, but Mama's face looks like if again think of something. I've noticed since yesterday Mama's face like that." The husband is now sitting in front of him, staring fixed a pair of eagle eyes that imply the gentleness of the wife.

"Why? Tell your husband this, it might help ease the burden on your mind." The man touched the wife's shoulder.

"This is Gita's diary." The woman showed a book with a light blue cover, "It turns out that all this time our children fell in love with each other" she said, returning the husband's gaze.

The middle-aged man frowned, not yet understanding who the wife meant.

"Gita is the same Indra," said Mama as if knowing what was in her husband's mind.

"Lhoh? Since when? Why are they never honest with us?" Papi Luky apparently has not received the full information provided by the wife.

"It seems like long before we knew each other Mas," Mama sighed, "Why do I just know now?" regrettable.

"Don't you say you regret marrying this old man?" guess Papi.

Of course Mama shook her head, she never regretted at all marrying this man, "No Mas, I never regret marrying you. Maybe if I had known for a long time that we wouldn't be married, but it's happened, I think it's our destiny. What I regret about why my daughter had to force herself to love someone else to forget about your son, must have hurt." Mama imagined how difficult Gita was at that time.

"They love each other but don't seem to know if their love is reciprocated by their loved ones" Mama added.

"Lhuh?" Papi looks confused to hear Mama's words, he thinks they have expressed love to each other.

Mama nodded.

"Keep Mama knows where Indra loves the Gita?" ask Papi.

"Before I found this book in Gita's unused wardrobe, I often saw Indra enter Gita's room, sitting for a long time, even I have seen Indra sleep there several times, I guess he just wanted to change the atmosphere, but it turns out I was wrong. Yuni's mother once saw Indra hugging a photo of Gita while sleeping in the room. Doesn't that mean they have the same feelings?" Mama explained her vision during this year her daughter's spirit decided to go to college outside.

Papi sighed, "There's no harm in them loving each other, after all they also have no blood ties, you must know that, right?" papi said at the end.

"Yes Mas, maybe Indra is the best for Gita, hopefully my daughter still has the same feelings as before" hopes a mother who wants to see her daughter happy, hope, of course he was very sure of the good Indra, helping his son to find the truth.

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The girl who was being talked about by her parents was currently in a room, precisely the working room of the girl. Plan a new buzz about the products he and his team will market. Yes, Gita is currently working in a trading company with the position of chairman of the marketing team. The company belongs to a best friend he's known since a year ago, a blonde girl named Lucy.

"Don't you miss that dimpled guy?" questions that slide from the sweet lips of the boss and his best friend. Of course what the girl meant was Indra, the man her best friend loved.

"Hey! Who doesn't miss him? Of course I miss him a lot, but now I'm resigned not to be disappointed for the umpteenth time" Gita replied without shifting her focus from the laptop screen.

"At least come home occasionally to your homeland, your beautiful mother must also miss her beautiful daughter," Lucy repeatedly persuaded the girl, but the answer remained the same, a rejection under the pretext of work.

"You kicked me out?" gita looked at Lucy.

"Yes exactly like that,"

Gita clucked, "I'll stay here even if you kick me out. You knew?" Lucy shakes.

"Then, stay here until you're as happy as you are. Just so you don't leave with as many responsibilities as you do today" Lucy's responsibility makes Gita laugh, because she's won an argument with the beautiful boss again.

"Let's eat. This time I insist, you're too busy to forget your own health." Gita finally follows Lucy's steps, who invites her to lunch, and it's too late actually.

"You know? The handsome doctor always asks you, don't you want to open your heart for him?" lucy asked, they were already at a restaurant.

"I told you, I don't want to be in a relationship with someone who works in a white coat while on duty. He did cure his patient's illness, but it hurt his woman's feelings" replied Gita, but not all doctors are like that, right? But Gita is traumatized by her past.

"Not all doctors are like that, maybe he's different,"

Gita shook her head, "My heart is only for one person who is currently far away. Before she finds her heart, I will not stop wishing and continue to love her. That's my determination at the moment, so you don't have to promote those bullies of your friends," Gita said, making Lucy sigh and then shrug indifferently.

For more than a year in this country, he has been able to adjust of course. The day is indeed spent in campuses, offices and apartments, even though the temptation alternates in the country that applies this hedonism life. Not one bit he was complacent about it, of course the brother who played an important role in his life this time.

"Lhoh Brother is home? The tumben? Did you cook this much too?" the girl's eyes glowed when she found some food on their dining table.

"Yes every once in a while, in the office also not much work. How are you doing today?" always as careful as his beloved brother, completely replace the role of Mama for him.

"Alhamdulillah smoothly Bang. This is the typical cooking rumbes of our country, there must be a certain meaning," guessed the girl.

Hafidz smiled, apparently his plan had been devoured by his twin sister. "Yes indeed, because he's next week Brother can not masakin you rich gini," he said.

"Lhoh? Where's it going so long Bang?" ask Gita.

"Reverse, miss Mama. You want to go home too?" the arm from the girl's head had already answered her question.

"I'm alone dong,"

"Have Lucy get you, brother will say. Brother has important needs with Papa, yes you know what the problem is. Papa hasn't been able to come here yet, I'm sorry," Hafidz actually can't bear to leave Gita here alone, but he can't delay his interests either.

"No problem Bang, I'll be fine here" Gita tried to smile, hoping her brother wasn't so worried about her.

"Later I will say hello to my beloved Bang Indra, if you miss,"

Bugh

Gita kicked Hafidz's leg under the table, but the young man did not complain.

"Not a macem! There's no greetings." Ticus.

*** Let the star say my best wishes to him.

To the king who always wins my heart.

Controls all of my brain's nerve cells

Only he is enthroned in this heart even though time has passed long enough without his presence with me.

I've been longing, missing the same since I first felt it.

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