Hot Couple: Inara's Love Story

Lonely

Kurindu is loved wholeheartedly

As deep as my love, as pure as my heart

I want to have a lover of heart

No tears, no mistakes

It's not love that hurt me

And leave my life again

Help me out of this void

Save my love from breaking my heart

Throw away the never-ending solitude

Free me from this situation

Perfect my life from the fragility of my soul

Someone has released me

Of this loneliness?

That's a lyric fragment of Dygta's song Lonely. I present it to all those who forced the "Wandering Lady" to donate her voice to the invited guests at Zia's wedding reception, my cousin's sister who was married to a man named Ari. Zia was a year and a half younger than me, and was only four days different from Ihsan. If it were someone else's wedding I wouldn't have attended despite getting invitations and gold souvenirs though. But, Zia was one of my cousin's sisters, the third child of my eldest aunt, my mother's biological sister, which is why I had to attend, or my eardrum could break through hearing my mother's almost endless lectures.

"Nara has to go home, honey. Returning from your adventure, yes," the same order - which I should obey. I have refused too many times and said no to him. Since I was a child, I was stubborn. But deep down inside my heart - she's one of the women I love, besides my grandmother - the mother of my mother, as well as my two aunts, they love me, that's how I felt when I was a kid.

In my extended family, I've been nicknamed the "Wanderer Lady" ever since I traveled a lot and rarely came home. If I go home - it's because of my mother's orders or because of her requests. Besides, for me, my return is just to meet family. But, who would have thought, they instead forced me to sing on the reception stage, rather a challenge - that I was not a loser who could only run away from reality. If they had known, I'd have had enough of being bullied. Because, from childhood my playmates used to make fun of me just because I didn't have a father like them.

I wore a longdress of light blue long sleeves on the day of Ari and Zia's wedding reception. My skin color is ripe, therefore all my clothes are soft. I don't believe in wearing light, light, white, black, and other dark colors. As a woman I felt quite beautiful and quite sweet, even with my height of not more than a hundred and sixty centimeters that I always covered with wedges that were quite high. My body is quite full, not thin, nor fat. My hair is long, black and is nicknamed the guy with the curly term sausage-natural roll. Uniquely, the top - a few inches from the root - is straight, not a roll at all, but the bottom curly perfectly. Other than when I take a shower, I always tie or clip my hair, almost never decompose.

I was confident in my performance that day, so I was desperate to get on stage. I know that singing must be from within the heart and depends on the circumstances and mood - to be more beautiful in the ears of the listener. And that is the state of my heart - empty and lonely. However, the feeling of emptiness and loneliness even invited a standing ovation when the song ended.

They showered me a standing ovation because they thought my performance was spectacular, I know that. But the opposite was felt, to me they applauded the emptiness and loneliness I felt. That's what came to my mind. Of course, I have to hold back my emotions. Sensitive, really. I'm too baper because of my bitter past.

I got off the stage, back to where I was, on the porch of Ari's house. I do not like to sit under a tent that I think is very hot and sultry, as bright as my heart that is always arid and nestapa - even though the tent is decorated so majestically.

"Good performance. But the song was too sad for someone as beautiful as you," said someone behind me. I don't know who, I didn't look at him. That guy's words sound like a dreadful seduction and I don't like that.

I'm throats. "thank you. But that's the only song I've ever memorized" I replied, without even looking at it. Even though I was lying at the time, there were other songs that I also memorized all the lyrics. I just don't like serving that guy.

"Sori, if I may know, does the song describe the mood in your heart? If what I see, it feels like that."

Ask at once to comment? You shitty guy. "Don't you know!" I said rude. I don't like strangers who get along, especially I think he acts like a judge in a singing contest. I went straight from there without looking at the owner of the voice.