LIFEWEAR

OPEN HEARTS

####Lies....People often say lying for good is okay. But I think lies are still lies.

Still produces heartache and disappointment. Feeling cheated and fooled.###

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My mood was so bad after coming home. The residence of Gama and Tuta.

I ignored the messages and incoming messages alternately from Gama and Tuta. I threw my little body in a not-so-so-padded bed.

I wanted to scream as loud as possible or at least my fist landed on the face of one of them.

Still vividly remembered how surprised I was to see the magnificent house standing before me.

The house of Tuta.....

The house is modern minimalist style with a touch of soft green color. With a well-organized garden with flowers. Like the rich man's house I've seen in movies.

It's clear that the villagers who live in a mediocre line like me, gaping to see all this.

When I got home, I was getting more and more confused. The contents of the house are filled with beautiful furniture and certainly expensive. I threw my eyes all over the room. I finally understood who the owner of this house was when my eyes saw the photo on the wall. Tuta and family.

"Please sit down."His words surprised me a little.

After sitting down, Tuta whispered...

Santaaii. don't worry about it.Bentar yes..." The blind man got up from sitting down and left.

Shortly thereafter Gama followed. He had previously wanted to go to the next house.

"Where's your colossal baby?" It was his words that made me realize from my daydream.

"My colossal baby?" Ask wonder.

"Sons....Ah. I call him Tuta aja deh."

"Either way. Kebelt kali." My solute.

"Ooh...To kitchen. Children do not like to shout calling ART. Said noisy. Mending diaperin to kitchen. It's weird on him." Gama said with a smile. So sweet.

"Who are you really?"

"We are yes we are."

"Why are you lying?"

"When are we lying?" The way Tuta has returned.

"But.but..." I stammered.

"Have you ever asked me about our origins?"

I just shook my head slowly. Then Tuta continued..

"I'm sorry if we never told you. Here we are from a family like this. You could say rich. Maybe you've heard of the Adiguna family.

I also remember reading about that family. At the heart of the writing, the Adiguna family of successful entrepreneurs. This family is involved in various business lines.

The uncomfortable feeling began to spread. I started to open my phone, search for an online motorcycle and order it.

"Papa banyampe again he said." Say Tuta while sipping a drink that has just been delivered.

"Ah...My parents are still out of the country. I can't wait to introduce you." Gama said while shuffling his hair.

I just kept quiet. I just hope the ojek I ordered arrives quickly.

My head began to fill with painful memories. How the rich treat my family.

The memory of Radit's father was none other than a schoolmaster who was so haughty coming home. He threatens, insults and slanders.

His mother was raving about my uneducated and shabby-dressed mother. They easily made me who should have been the victim a sinful perpetrator.They made me and my family had to thicken the ears of the gossip of people for many years.

The rich are evil!

That was my view from that moment. My mistake?! I don't know.

That memory makes me sick and shiver. I can't bear to experience that again.

Tuta and Gama were busy telling stories and joking. Scroll my phone, the message from the online ojek came in saying it has arrived.

Without saying goodbye, I ran out of the house. The voice calls from them I didn't ignore. I just want to get away.

At kost an.....

I was just crying. Why am I crying? I don't know either. My heart just hurts.

There is a fear of loss approaching. My little heart says if I misjudge them. But my brain says something else.

In tears, I also fell asleep. I wish this was all a dream.

The next day, I started as usual. Shower, prepare and leave.

I need to focus. I can't disappoint the people I love. My family's. It was a spark for me.

"Who?" I asked while still cutting the cloth.

"Cowok handsome. Your boyfriend?" Goda.

"No!! Tell me I'm late." I guess who came.

"Get out of Hong Kong!!! Let's go home soon....I've met him there." Lala too left.

His name is I'm a new kid, there is a bad feeling if you refute the senior's words.

After cleaning my desk, I went home.

"Friends?" Ask me wonder. He just smiled.

"You think Tuta is?" He gently asked.

"Don't like it when I come?" Added again. His eyes filled with tenderness. So shady.

"Mom.not...I'm just wondering."

"She went back to town B. Take care of his gas station. I'll drive you home, right?" Her request.

I just kept quiet. He pulled me and opened the car door. I don't know why I couldn't refuse it.

I admit that the comfort around her is greater than my hatred for her family background.

"We're in town first, huh? Tuta said you like to sit in the park."

I just kept quiet again.

Arriving at. He chose a place that was a little quiet and rather tall. He said so I could see all directions. I just tailed like a kid following his mother.

"It turns out to be fun, hanging out at the park late in the afternoon." He said as he offered bread and a bottle of packaged milk that we bought on the trip.

"Thank you." My speech.

"Finallyaaa..voiced too." He looked back at me softly. I returned that gaze with a sharp shot.

"Ha..Ha..Ha..Gemesin." he said while pinching my cheek. Cut that hand. He just smiled meaningfully.

"Why do you hate that with rich people? Tuta ever say the hell?! But what's the reason?"

I was silent for a long time. I sucked the milk in my hand violently.

"I don't hate, I just don't like being in contact with the bourgeoisie."

"We are also humans, not aliens.... still eat rice?!" He tried to melt the atmosphere.

"I know! But people like you like it! I like to justify everything to achieve goals. Even if it hurts someone else. The right can be wrong. Anyway that's it!!!" My heart's churning great. There were rumblings of anger and sadness appearing in turn.

"Don't say that dong."

"Most of which I meet yaaa.evil! I like not to appreciate!arrogant and power-mad! I thought everything would be in order with the money!" My tears, which I held back, just fell.

"You know Gama, we went through so many painful years because of the money. At school and in the village all look disgusted regardless of the news they hear is true or not.It hurts so much." I took a deep breath so my voice wouldn't sound like it was shaking.

Suddenly Gama grabbed me and hugged me. He patted me on my back. I feel so comfortable.

"It's all gone....I'm sorry for not telling you all about me and my family." Gama looked at me lovingly again.

The deg!!!! My heart is beating fast. There was a strange vibration running through my heart. A feeling I haven't felt in a long time.

"If Tuta had worked, he would have rarely come here?" I asked to cover up my nervousness.

"Why not? Is he the boss?"

"Boss??" Ask wonder.

"Indeed it belongs to our Uncle. then sold to Papanya Tuta and given to the boy. Uncle wants to focus on the farm."

I'm just a long Oh. Don't know what to behave.

We began to look at the view of the park that was getting dark.

I was busy with my mind.

Twilight...

Do I deserve to be with these great people?

Twilight...

Will I not suffer this a second time?

Twilight...

Do I have the right to hope that the sun will come to me and shine on my life?

Or will I remain like the twilight of a day that is neither light nor dark?