
ex ningsih
my dusk was dark without you
your departure withered me
my body is fragile
my soul drifted without direction
come back to light my body
welcome me to your smile
don't let me keep dancing in my tears
I wait for you to return my weapon
my day is covered in gray
my time is in your veil
the second I just crossed your name
I miss you my gun
visible in the eye pelupuk, that afternoon under the rain with a breeze that pierced the piercing realm of body restraint.
teen girl smk was sitting down to meet thousands of fish dancing to enjoy the rain stub. her daydream flew in the past, a few years ago when it was beautiful to accompany her day.
like a big screen that stretches with the shadow of her who is joking with her brother. telling stories, laughing, and very beautiful.
"all those are just memories, brother, I've ruined all because of a misunderstanding.if that time revolves, brother. I want to go back to that time.more trust you and wait for your explanation." lirih ningsih remembered everything that had happened.Hur tears just kept flowing accompanying the thump of rain water that hit the pool.
he remembered the time before everything became changed.he remembered very well then without waiting for anything he decided to stay away.he remembered very well that day. when the sadness was in the shape of another man who comforted him and now left him.all seemed to be a punishment for himself who was too consumed by the situation.
twilight
should I accept this punishment
leaving you for no reason
torture you without certainty
twilight
if you knew I was crying bitterly
if you knew here I was tormented by heart
do you want to forgive me
me
I miss your laugh jokes
I miss your affection
are you going to return my weapon
rephrasing the old times
walk with me
shine a light on me with your sincerity
I hurt you my gun
I have hurt you
I have wickedly tore your heart
I'm my evil weapon.
ii'm sorry.
"hi why are you crying, brother?" tanya nurul split daydreams ningsih.
"no papa dik, just enjoy the rain stub." blas ningsih while wiping his tears.
"everything that passes must be painful.but as long as it can still be repaired.all will be fine.why not say frankly sis?" tanya nurul who already knows the cause of crying.
"i've made a wound in. the whip that once hurt him should I make it again. is it possible to come back?" ningsih asked back.
"i see his true love sis. although injured I believe he can understand. stay brother just tell everything as it is. honestly key sak." said nurul calming ningsih.
"how can I explain. while his number has not been active dik. he was right away from me. mas cahyo did not have his number. his little friend did not have let alone me who had hurt him." lamented ningsih.
"if he comes back he must come, brother. I'm sure it. If I were a brother I would be patient waiting. People like rifky brother is not a person who easily melted with other women. I saw him so take care of his heart.he was not easy to turn away brother." said Nurul while looking at the sky that was still dripping water with the look of a nurul smile.
"do you like it too?" tanya ningsih arrived.
nurul looked at his face, "why ask like that, brother?" ask nurul wonder.
"honestly, you're like my own sister?" ningsih.
"all women must be amazed by rifky's brother.his loyal figure that makes me sure he must return to brother." replied nurul diverted to convince ningsih.
"i only hope." said ningsih.
in his heart he saw a familiar look on his sister's face.he was sure that Nurul also liked it.
"if you like him, take care of him for me. If he doesn't come back to me. At least I can see you can take care of him" continued ningsih while holding the shoulders of nurul.
" no, brother, because I'm sure that you can be together again with Rifky, I'm sure it's sister" said Nurul who again reassured her heart.even though she actually likes rifky, however, he couldn't possibly hurt his heart .
"i will try to continue waiting for him here, dik." guma ningsih while staring at the tidar valley that still stands upright in the middle of the magelang city .
seriate,