
The days will be foggy. The sky is clouded and will fall. The falling water accumulated in the vessel. But not everyone is able to join in the grief. Before all that happens, help me rise in a new spirit. The spirit to no longer fall in the dark mingled dark.
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" Now, you will be someone else with a new form" said the woman who is always diligent in shaping Andini's face and changing everything to be more perfect again.
In a place far from the land. In a land that is not the birth of Andini. The son had taken Andini far away to the other country only to change all appearances, his face that had been broken, conjuring her into another woman, not like Andini before. Andini used to have a plain face, looking innocent but kept a rebellious attitude.
Slowly the Son approached Andini who was still with the woman who conjured Andini in another form. A satisfied smile came out from the lips of the Son. That thank you has not yet had the son to say. The woman was already quite happy to see the happy and contented expression of the Son.
" How?" ask the woman to the Son.
" It's amazing! I really did not expect, your work really amazed me. I'm quite satisfied with all the results. Don't worry, I'll pay more than the deal we've made. "said Putra as she stared and scrutinized every inch of Andini's near-perfect face with no more flaws.
" It's not necessary! I'm quite happy to see you happy with my hard work. All because Andini does not protest a lot against everything. Andini as if resigned me to make anything." said the woman while looking at Andini who only listened to the conversation between the woman with the Son with an outside language.
The son now took a small glass and gave it to Andini. Andini began to see the reflection of her shadow. How Andini began to be stunned by that shadow. Andini will not believe if she can come back beautiful as ever. It's even prettier and almost perfect.
" son! Is this my face now?" andini asked in disbelief.
" Yes! What do you think?" replied the Son with a smile.
" I'm like everyone else." Andini said, rubbing both cheeks with the softness of his hands.
" Be my woman, who is obedient to Andini" said the Son slowly. His eyes were still sharp looking at Andini's eyes.
" Your lady?" andini asked slowly still staring at the Son.
The son was silent and silent. Just getting close to the face of Andini is now back smooth, smooth and perfect. The warm breath was felt between the two. The smell of tobacco in the breath of the Son inhaled by Andini. The smell is like it has become a characteristic of the Son who is a cigarette addict. Both of their pointed noses had already begun to touch. Until the woman who had been there had surprised both.
The son smiled at the woman. He gave the black card to the woman from his wallet.
" Take! That's enough for you because your hard work makes my woman more perfect" said the Son and then held Andini in his arms. Andini was silent as if she had become a sweet doll belonging to the Son.
"All right! Excuse me. My job is done, isn't it?" the woman said in an external language and only the Son understood her while Andini did not know what they were talking about.
" okay! Go then! I will enjoy my time with this woman." said the Son.
" Okay, have fun!" the woman said as she left the room.
" What do I have to do to pay for all this, Son?" andini said with shady eyes.
" Do whatever it takes, so that I can be happy." replied the Son.
Andini and Putra are engaged. They have been in a sweet relationship for the past two months. The son who is so sweet, romantic, loving and caring makes Andini like a princess who is always adored by the tall and athletic man.