Heart Diary

6

I'm starting to worry now. Worry if what I feel can be desired by Abang Syah. I was right about Abang Syah's attitude. What you want to know will be worked hard to succeed.

To avoid being constantly suspected by Abang Syah, I tried to cheer the situation. Let this upheaval only play in my heart. Not once did I intend to be frank with Abang Syah. Oh, sympathy! Only that expression can prevent the movement of these feelings from continuing to dominate the emotions.

So fast time passed. Unconsciously, today has entered a new year. The day is supposed to begin with a new doom and also a zeal to move forward.

"Zura, there's someone to see, '" tell Normah my coworker.

"Who?" about me wanting to know.

"Either. Woman" answered Normah without asking a man or a woman.

"Where?" about me again.

"Near the store there," replied Normah.

"If ye oun wants to see you, why don't you come here," I beg while twisting the wheelchair and keep heading in the intended direction. Without anyone's help, I reached the place.

I was right next to the intended store but the shadow of the person who wanted to meet me was not yet visible to me. My eyes occasionally swerved to the right and left. When my eyes were busy searching, suddenly I was seen as pierced as a body that I had known ten years ago.

Setitis clear tears dripping on my eyelids. Together a longing embroidered with love and affection comes to feelings but the heart and instincts are so touched and reverberated with the human attitude that is before me now.

Dila! Tears were rapidly descending the valley of feeling overwhelmed. From the clear light of his gaze, I saw there were beads that glazed over his eyelids.

"Zura!"

"Till your heart, Dila!" I am unable to control my emotions. The crackle I was trying to hold is now unraveling.

"I didn't think, Zura! I really didn't think. I was fooled apparently."The voice of Dila was heard.

"What did you not expect, and who lied to you, Dila?" I looked for the certainty behind Dila's words.

"I can't believe Airi cheated me!" replied Dila with tears flowing.

"Watery?" I was shocked to hear that name. The name I've long since made from the dictionary of my life.

"Zura, tell me what really happened between you and Airi?" about Dila before I could relieve my feelings that re-create after the name was spoken back from the lips that have pronounced the noctah of relationship.

"Dila, please don't make me recall that bitter history. He's been dead in my life." Even though my heart is broken, I try to confirm my stance. Airi has died in my life. Only those who live now are scratched and scratched scars.

"I need to know all that, Zura. I didn't mean to break your heart but..."

"What's up, Dila?" Dila had not been able to finish off the words, immediately I cut. The scarred grate is now bleeding again.

"I am your brother, Zura. I shouldn't have let you limp and lie alone. I present today want to bandage your wounds," replied Dila firmly.

I don't know what's playing in his heart right now.

"But why just now, Dila? Why not first? Why haven't you been giving me news for the past year?" about me full of emotion. The explanation of Dila's own mouth is very much needed.

I looked at Dila's face that had started to cloud over. I am still waiting for his answer patiently. A complaint was released. Glass droplets back in her eyelids. I'm moved. Very moved. Without realizing my tears, too. Oh, meetings!

"I'm sorry, Zura. I am the guilty one. I was too quick to believe uncertain words. Airi had lied to me," Dila said those words again.

From the water of his face was a feeling of regret that was not a little but I did not understand what the purpose of the lie that Dila had recited.

"Tell me the max of that lie, Dila." My direction is to unravel an understanding.

"When I was in America, Airi was sending me a letter. He said you had..."As if I could not continue the words.

"Forward, Dila," I said impatiently.

"Airi tells me you're no longer in this mortal realm." Connect Dila while being squeezed.

"You trusted him so much that it didn't move your heart to study the truth of those words, Dila. The human mouth is difficult to say something that is not true, just because of a grudge!" I firmly criticize the actions of a true friend that I love so much.

"Zura, will you forgive me?" tany Dila while looking at me deeply.

"Prophet beg pardon his people, this is me who really loves you," I reply honestly.

"Dark..." My hands were immediately held tightly.

"Thank God, you're still there, Zura. Almost as if I was made after receiving the news," said Dila scan back when first got the news of the lie.

"Dila, I'm glad to see you. But look at my feet. No longer as free as I once was," I burst out as I pondered at my feet that were no longer functioning.

"Patience, Zura. and don't worry, I won't keep myself away from you, my friend. It is very cruel for the person who has violated you" replied Dila.

"Where do you know I was violated?" aboutku wonder.

I nodded understand.

"Zura!" A voice called to me. I'm turning.

Brother Shah was stung in my face.

"Who's that, Zura?" about Dila while looking at the face of Abang Syah.

"Abang Syah." I answered a word. Dila is still in the water.

"Remember no wakru the school days?" ask me to Dila.

"I forgot," tell Dila honestly.

Brother Syah just smiled to see Dila and I who are still confused.

"Abang Syahrul, chief supervisor while we were in the first level. Student top six. The champions discuss it with me first." I still gave an image to Dila who still could not remember the face before her. At once Dila nodded and smiled.

"Oh, yeah! I just remembered. The most fans. Get flowers when describing poetry in a separation ceremony," explained Dila.

Memories during school days come to mind. I noticed Abang Syah who was bowed to hear my conversation with Dila. His face was red withstanding shame.

"Remember. And do you remember which person gave the hadia?" It was my turn to try to scan back then. Indeed, I still remember the event remains the round of giving flowers when Abang Syah reclamation poetry is no longer depicted on the screen of my memory

"Who else, the most privileged person," replied Dila trying to joke.

My blood roared at Dila's words. Even if it's just a joke.

I looked back at the faces in front of me. I would love to see his reaction. Is it true the words of Dila or just a joke but Abang Syah I noticed only face-to-face.

"That's Zura err..."

"Crazy!" Deserves Dila when Abang Syah who still does not remember his name.

"Yes, Dila. Let's go eat." Continue to return Abang Syah.

"Why not, brother eat with Zura. Dila wants to go to the library for a second," replied Dila friendly. Soon the intimacy was concluded between Dila and Abang Syah. Just a few minutes of talking and getting acquainted.

"Can't be tough? Let us celebrate this meeting together.

I just fell silent to see the situation between Abang Syah and Dila.

"Oklah" replied Dila.

" How can you meet with Abang Syah, Zura?" asked Dila, we put our backs on the chair of the restaurant.

I turned towards Abang Syah.

"By chance, the book was designed," I replied indifferently. For some reason, my passion for long stories became bland and tasteless but fortunately Dila and Abang Syah did not notice. I just sat down.

Abang Syah is cheerful.

Dila was also cheerful.

"Where is that? Not gonna tell me?" about me wanting to know.

Seriously Dila wanted to know the meeting of me and Abang Syah who had been separated for a long time. Ten years ago. I was still raw at the time. Dila is too.

"Ask the Shah himself" I replied succinctly. The face of my brother Syah again.

Abang Syah is still acting as a servant. It was very upset that I saw Abang Syah at that time. Wh why? Uh! I was wrong again. I was not aware of myself. Unaware of self-defects but. I did not ask for any of this to happen.

After I revealed those words, each one was silent.

Dila was seen waiting for Abang Syah to describe the situation of the meeting.

My brother is waiting for me to start the story.

"Abang, tell me." I directed Abang Syah to tell me.

"Allah, it doesn't matter. The important thing is that we meet" replied Abang Syah.

Food and drinks ordered. I'm back down.

Dila was no longer urgent.

Abang Syah turned towards Dila next to him. He immediately did not notice my eyes that occasionally drifted towards him.