Hate for Rena

A wedding book photo

Rena stared at the sheet by sheet of important letters of hers which had been neatly stored in her storage box.

His initial intention was to retrieve Kiara's requested passport, but Rena was instead trapped in a past memory.

Rena still remembers very well the main reason for making a passport a few years ago. At that time Varo promised to honeymoon abroad after their wedding.

But it turns out that beautiful dreams are just sweet promises, never happen. Let alone the honeymoon, his marriage never materialized.

Rena smiled bitterly to see her passport was still plain there was no stamp in it. For three years, the passport remained empty.

Rena dismissed the thought that began to make her sad, she re-opened the contents of the other box. His eyes were fixed on a small plastic bag containing a photo of his and Varo's. A blue photo that is used as a requirement for marriage registration.

DEG...

Rena's heart beats faster when she sees the face in the photo. The face of Varo, the person he used to love so much. In the photo Varo looks smiling, Rena used to think it was a sincere smile full of love to him, but in fact it was a smile full of purplish.

"Hai Re, what else?, where's the passport? I'm waiting for you to not even come out of the room" Kiara nyerocos made Rena return to the real world.

"Eh, who is it?" Kiara caught Rena still holding a photo of Varo.

Rena stuttered, she tried to take back the photo of Varo that Kiara had captured.

"Cakep really" Kiara teases Rena.

"Cekrekkk" Kiara took a photo of Varo through her cellphone.

"What are you doing photographing?" Rena scolds Kiara who took a photo of Varo without permission.

"You want me a collection, photos of cute people" replied Kiara nosy. The girl ran out avoiding the throw of pillows from Rena who was upset.

Drtts....

Varo's phone reads a sign of an incoming message.

DEG....

Undoubtedly the sense that appeared in Varo's heart while reading the message sent by Kiara.

Varo looked at the photo, he recalled the moment where he and Rena were preparing their wedding file. It was beautiful at that time, Varo can still remember the embarrassed smile of Rena when Varo called her my wife. A sense of longing filled the space of Varo's heart.

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"Mas Varo, how's aunt?" Zifa is currently contacting her beloved cousin.

"It's still a deck coma, but last night it was able to move his fingers" Varo explained.

"I'm sorry, I still can't get there, my lecture schedule is crowded" Zifa expressed regret.

"It's okay, besides if you come here I even bother" Varo teased his sister.

"What the heck mas Varo, he said never make a fadm heart, the pantasan aja kak Rena can not be sorry for a long time" Zifa keceplosan.

"Oops" Zifa realized his words were impolite. The silent Varo made Zifa even more unwell.

"Sorry, I'm not serious Lo, kidding" Zifa tried to persuade Varo.

"It's okay" Varo answered briefly from across the phone.

"Is it angry?" Zifa.

"Son, Varo's not angry, but it's just a customer's rame, mas matiin first yes" Varo disconnected the phone.

"This mouth has no brake, pity on Varo" Zifa cursed herself.

"Eh actually Rena sama mas Varo why yes? I haven't had time to figure out" Zifa's curiosity rate has increased dramatically.

"I play to the foundation ah, you see adek adek there, hopefully brother Rena does not follow my hatred" Zifa determined.

Soon the girl took her bag and car keys, she drove towards the xxx foundation where Rena was