Heart Diary

5

Thank goodness! Being at work can also take away my worries.

"Hai Zura, how does it work? Not tired of?" about Abang Syah as usual. This time of rest Abang Syah was not ashamed to take me to the diner for lunch.

"Biasilah. Zura likes that job. At least Zura can also live independently. After all, if you are always busy working like this, Zura can also forget the suffering of life borne by the deck of the heart," I replied without protection. I am no longer ashamed to express what I feel to Abang Syah. Abang Syah's openness has encouraged me to be frank with whatever I feel.

Thanks. because the introduction was apparently a bond between me and Abang Syah. Lucky to have a brother who cares about his sister.

Even though Abang Syah is only an adoptive brother, there is no blood relation with me but Abang Syah considers me more than that. I'm just like that.

"Abang, Zura Zura's taste has troubled brother a lot. I don't know how to get Zura back," I said again to see Abang Syah's reaction.

"Zura, brother sincerely helped. You don't need anything in return from Zura. Brother is in fact sympathetic to the suffering Zura has endured over the years, "Abang Syah replied as she pondered over my son.

I tried to escape that view. Shame to meet her eyes.

Sympathy.right. Many sympathized to see the suffering I was going through. Abang Syah was only sympathetic to see the suffering I experienced but Abang Syah himself did not feel what I felt.

Day by day passed. Without me knowing, this sincere feeling grew in my soul. Is it true what I am feeling now? Uh! Quickly this feeling is present. I have tried to accept the self, to pursue the heart to know the weakness of self but I am tired of it. Nah! Not likely.

Sympathise! The more I remember those words, the less I understand them last night. This disability has spilled the sympathetic feeling of Abang Syah towards me. There was a silver lining I was destined to be this flaw. With this disability that I experienced it has exposed my relationship with Abang Syah. Didn't Abang Syah have stated that he sympathized with my disability and encouraged himself to help me.

Not willing for me to channel this friendly relationship just because of the presence of this pent-up feeling. Brother, forgive Zura once again.

"Zura!" Shaken I heard the greeting of Abang Syah who appeared suddenly.

"Dragon!" The expression was out of my mouth.

"Zura, what is Zura contemplating? From earlier, brother looked at Zura was just engrossed in pensive. Zura there's a problem? If there's a problem, why not be frank with your brother?" Very friendly and friendly Abang Syah serve my cause.

"There's nothing, bang," I said trying to lie. The cooking is nothing.

"Abang doesn't believe. Zura must have been hiding something from brother. Tell, Zura. If Zura considers brother ni brother Zura, Zura tells brother a pa is actually the one who dodged Zura." Abang Syah is a wise man to trap. She reads everything that is in my heart.

"Rubber, indeed Zura there is no problem. Just..."

"What's it, Zura?" Cross Abang Syah before I continue the words.

"Ah don't pay us to talk about this little thing. Brother, let's go eat. Zura is hungry. Today let Zura do the big brother shopping." My pretext is to prevent Abang Syah from asking questions.

"Alright Zura. But Zura don't remember you didn't try to figure out Zura's problem" replied Abang Syah as he helped me move towards the diner just a few meters away from where I worked.