Hate for Rena

Impression for impression about Rena

"Yes maybe he has no boss, did not Miss Rena rely on you very much. Even the shoelaces that miss you who put up, how could he be able to live life after you leave" Adam who sat next to Varo followed along to scare the nakuti Varo.

"Be quiet, you're making me dizzy" Varo snorted in annoyance.

Adam just smiled a little while putting sleep mode on his headphone. He chose to enjoy the long journey with a deep sleep without burden.

"Where are you now Rena" Varo muttered to himself.

Varo tries to close his eyes to relax his tense nerves, but not the calmness he gets, it is precisely the shadow of a crying Rena that haunts him. Varo felt that he was going crazy soon because of the burden of uncontrollable thoughts.

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Back to the foundation where Rena is.

The morning is approaching. Rena who just finished performing dawn prayers is still solemnly praying on her alphabet.

Although he did not make a sound, Isak stuck in Rena's prayer shows how fragile he is.

Bu Lidya who was also about to perform the prayer fell silent behind Rena.

Yes, Ms. Lidya decided to stay at the foundation. He wanted to get closer to Molly. And the place where Rena prays today is a small musholla within the foundation. Usually every dawn Rena just alone, complaining with his God. Rena forgot that Bu Lidya was staying over.

When Rena finished with her worship, the sweet girl looked back. It looked like a Lidya ma'am was staring at him with a glassy look.

"Good morning ma'am" Rena greeted the woman. A thin smile was given to Bu Lidya, although from his eyes there still seemed to be the rest of the crying.

"Mother is praying?" Rena asked.

"Udah was just here" Bu Lidya pointed out his alphabet that was still stretched.

"Why is that why?" Miss Lidya can't keep her curiosity.

Rena held her cheek and regained consciousness. All this time he always hid the wound with the hijab used.

"Em, it hurts Mom, sorry mom so look at it" Rena looked down.

"What a son, do not continue to apologize" Bu Lidya gently rubbed the head of Rena who was still closed to prayer.

There is a haru who infiltrated into the niche of Rena's heart at this time. For a long time she had not felt the love of a mother. A real mother she never saw.

"Thank you Mom, Rena wants to be ready first, soon wake up, want breakfast" Rena packed her prayer equipment.

"O Allah, give the servant a clue to open this tangled thread" said Bu Lidya.

Before long, yes too after Rena went into the kitchen, cooking with a prospective daughter-in-law who failed.

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"Rena's really good at cooking, learning where's boy?" currently the two women of different generations are talking while processing food.

"There was someone who taught Rena Bu, he was a great chef" said Rena with a flat face. He remained focused on slicing the onion in front of him.

"Varo's? don't don't Varo" Inner Bu Lidya.

"Well cool, when will you ask to be taught yes yes Rena" as soon as possible Bu Lidya to divert the conversation, because he remembered the word from his best friend Bu Indah, Rena will catch her illness when she remembers the past. Lidya didn't want that to happen.