Horizons

Episode 70's

-Kendra

I salute Khanza. He is not the typical haughty old man as in his soap operas. There was no water show, money spread, or maki-maki in public, but he chose a smooth and elegant way. Yes, I understand indirectly bokapnya Khanza rejected my relationship with his son. And I also realize my current position is like punguk miss the moon. I'm who, Khanza who. Pantes kalo bokapnya Khanza looking for a more parallel to be with his daughter.

The story of fairy tales such as Cinderella who met the Prince and then lived happily in the palace, or Malin Kundang who saved a rich merchant then married to his daughter, just a classic mirage whispering flowers at night. In fact, almost everyone would want a matching life partner. Whether it is worth his position, his property, his education, or his family background. If the Javanese say, seedlings, bebet, and weights.

The twilight is getting bigger. Its golden luster shimmered from a single point, where the earth and sky were converging. As usual, I enjoyed the twilight from behind the bedroom window, playing this little crystal ball with one hand. The crystal ball that somehow the story became very meaningful in my life.

There's nothing I remember about this crystal ball. This has been my favorite item since childhood. Objects that become solace when lara, and knitters dream when tired.

My hands were raised, trying to catch the shadow of twilight and confine it in the reflection of the clear crystal in my hands.

Beauitiful...

Make me dusk always beautiful. Beauty that can melt the heart of anyone who looks at it. Just like him...

She is always beautiful without trying. She was always beautiful despite her usual nuances. She was always beautiful without pretending.

Khanzas. A name like dusk. So enticing yet hard to come by. Why is the distance between us like mountains and clouds.. High mountains and low clouds, but never really meet.

"Yesame..!" I was startled by a figure that suddenly appeared in front of my bedroom window. The one who just plundered my heart and mind.

Khanza bowed for a moment, taking something that had just fallen out of my hands. Crystal ball... Fortunately it didn't break.

"Here" I tried to take the clear object in Khanza's hands, but he refused, "Eits." His eyes turned to the transparent ball he was playing around in his palm, "This is what you brought when you stepped on me those horses right? Hm.. still just stuff from first love" he lamented.

"What first love? I've had that a long time ago" obviously I avoid the debate.

"So, not from a girl?"

"Yes.yes, I don't know. I forgot"

"The answer is doubt!" the girl's lips pursed.

"Because I forgot"

"Yes, that's it. This is for me, right? huh uh? huh uh?"

Huh, if you have been competing this cute what is the power of your slave this is my Queen?