Longsuffering

Balance Threshold

Removing traces of love

Sticking to a cramped heart

Tangled and foggy

- Vishnu

Bandung, Wita-Vishnu

Life is a puzzle. Ask for answers to all the problems that hit the actors. Just living it is not enough. An antithesis about the way of life, for Wita to bring her life story at this point is enough. He does not need to explain to the world all the madness. But it seems that his life motto is not in line with the reality that he needs to swallow today. Incorporated!

Wita met many challenges that he thought was enough to make him stand firmly upright in the course of the story about him. He was able to break through the heartbreak when abandoned by the father, an idol who could never be replaced. He was even able to replace the role of the idol into a strong soul to support all the fragility of the mother and sister who are still in school.

Of course, now it becomes different, his loyal companion, yes.his family!, the mother and sister who will never leave him unless death separates. They become a fortress that surrounds the life of Wita.

Even so, she became a woman who was formed in such a way that no one could believe. This small and agile woman was able to offer a lot of courage and an aura of love. Life, passionate and fun. But do you know, if not all that can be seen by the view is reality?.

Vishnu PoV

Love Language for Children

Together: Dewita Maharani, M.Psi

The writing is clearly displayed on the infocus screen that was lit earlier. I kept getting my mind fixed. Come on, I don't want to start my day with something bad. Sitting in a large room is not the right choice. I kill myself if I don't leave. I sent a message to my brother, hoping to help me today.

teh.. can you replace me today? Adis Parenting.

Don't wait long for my message's answer to land on my HP. Ah teteh is the best. Mumbles. But suddenly I had to be disappointed. Because the answer is not as expected.

Atuh Wis. pity Adis, peupeuriheun not every day met. If the parenting problem you are obligated to attend.

Answer my brother who did not escape the typical ramblings of his widow. Although my brother and I are of Sundanese-Javanese blood, the peculiarities of the land of meniangan are very attached to my brother's soul. Not with me because I chose to live with my mom in Java since I was Junior High.

Teh? Peliiiss!

Nehi!!! The answer is as usual to act like a popular Hindustani artist.

Ooh God, what's with my day today? Why did my brother send Adhis to this school?. School in Bandung certainly a lot, why my brother chose Dewun Gemintang. Ah, shit!!!

Isn't it?, as I thought. The woman swayed gracefully. I ignored my attention with the smart cell I was holding. I better open the incoming emails, at least my work a little apart one by one. And .my eyes and ears don't have to concentrate on the speaker. I flicked my finger up and down the touch screen on my phone, though I couldn't help but actually my mind floated on a woman who made my heart beat abnormal today.

“fathers, ahlamdulillah this morning full of enthusiasm and joy we will start with a good thing of course. An effort towards the best education of our sons and daughters. There are many things we need to prepare in rolling up our sleeves for our beloved sons and daughters. With that I am very happy because in the midst of us there is someone who will invite us to talk a lot about love and children”. Whahuh? Of love? Just be right!. I murmured in my heart as the host smoothly revealed positive sentences that I thought smelled bitter.

“This time we will be accompanied by one of our best teachers. Mother Dewita Maharani” said the host who did not make my face and eyes diverted to the podium that became the center of attention of people who were both sitting in the listening chair like me.

“good father-mother.I feel very happy today. Being here with amazing fathers” his voice is still as bright as Wita 7 years ago. O Lord, please take me to my house right now. Or to my office that I often swear by. It was not like to hear his voice, his face, see he looked so mature and mature. The man really made her shine. DAMNIT DAMNIT!!

I seem to have been hypnotized, does Wita have new knowledge about hypnosis?. My determination not to ignore it has gone somewhere. Cellular that would be a shift of my attention without me realizing I had neglected. I admit that his exposure to the language of love for the boy caught my attention.In his cleverness he explained things I had never known before. A little surprising to me. He who tends to be shy - used to be - has become someone of control as he is now.

*****

7 years ago.

“where are you going to college?” my question was when the clothes he was wearing were filled with colorful pilox and various handwriting fruits by his friends of course. His feet swinging over the bus stop seat brought me a sweet smile. Ah. The shy girl, this is too beautiful to imagine. Looking ahead, he then replied.

“not like, I'm the one who focuses on college. Until becoming a professor if need”.

“hahahaha..” I chuckled at hearing it. Squeeze the tip of the top of his head full of warm. “watch yourself yes!” my message until finally the bus majoring in the capital I was waiting for has arrived. I looked out the window and he smiled. Until the beautiful girl in the white ash uniform vanished from my sight.

*****

My chest rumbled back to that past. The white ash girl changed into a woman full of charisma and adulthood. And. don't forget, he now covers all his black hair with a hijab. Beautiful is natural. The woman then stepped off the podium. His body was still as slender as it used to be, slowly he moved his legs steadily closer filled with an aura of confidence and stopped right in front of me. He was so attentive to his interlocutor, listening with full concentration. His smile occasionally he threw at the mother who had earlier asked the speaker a question. My chest suddenly rumbled, my anger rising. I can even make sure my face hardens. I stared at him without pause, the hatred did not subside from the corner of my heart.

As soon as his gaze turned to me, I could confirm that he looked shocked at my whereabouts. Yeah.just like me, of course. Somehow my gaze did not stop, is my anger not over?. He then retreated his steps, immediately holding a chair not far from his reach. His eyes blinked, his body slightly unbalanced. You are! I feel what I feel, right? IT'S BITTER!!

He moved his foot back to the moderator. Sitting quietly, drinking mineral water that had not been opened. Then he whispered something that I don't know what. He then left the magnificent room that he fully controlled earlier. It disappeared, disappeared!. Like it disappeared a few years ago. My wife, my daughter 7 years ago.

ANNOUNCEMENT!!!!

Grateful despite being dust grains🥰

hi.hai..reader all. Sorry yes this is not a crazy up episode page today🤭. I also shared this part in the announcement part of episode 67. I save in this section so that readers who just stop by the novel I can participate in give a way Wita-Wisnu.

I really want to confide in a little. That, his art really uses when my writing is in demand by readers.

I am a beginner in publishing novel forms. Although for the level of the vagina is quite professional aka handyman ngekhayal😅.

If there is a question why the hell up like nights, the answer is yes because the night is the most leisure time I have (hadeuh coibug️🙈)

The part that I make is also always a little, pursue the target a thousand more words I up, as long as the reader immediately read the latest part so as not to wait long.

This novel I made started from the story of vishnu-wita kept circling in the head, taken to work, hangouts, weekly night spots, beds even sampe to the bath place🤭🤭🤭✌.

Instead of being an empty story and not stopping in the head I finally wrote to stop going through the novel at the end.

The most important thing is the existence of self. Want to be a useful person, if habiebie be a useful figure with his airplane, yes I am a simple-simple, make kayak gini writing.😍😘

The digital era that we love makes it easy for everyone to work. Including publishing novels that are now hits. moreover we can greet each other directly with loyal readers... I'm so happy🤗

Because of my happiness, I want to share something that is not too special price but means special to me its value🙈😍.

I'm ready for books on literacy (there I was there🙈), goodybag, hoodie jacket, highball/lawball multifunction glass... and others God willing add like if there are other ideas or novel progress I continue to rise.

I will prepare those gifts for those of you who want to join the exclamations with the Missing Selesa. Among them in category:

TOP Fans (5 great fans who continue to mantengin Wita-Wisnu🤭🤩)

Creative Video (5 best videos by the reader Wita-Wisnu published on their respective accounts with the tag @NingTia's__ Novel Selesa Rindu in NovelToon Indonesia)

Favorite Video (5 videos like the most works of Wita-Wisnu readers published in their respective accounts with the tag @NingTia's__ Novel Selesa Missing in NovelToon Indonesia)

Best Comment (5 best comments about the meaning/message/value conveyed in each chapter), who want to go back right to the previous chapter can be yes.

Important!!

You guys who can give a way from Selesa Miss with the nominations above are those who fall in the category of followers NingTias in NovelToon and my account. So.. make sure first if alas-sadayang all🤗 'has ngintilin I🙈🙏.

This excitement will start from today until the end of November or early December. Or. until later the story of Wita-Wishnu near the end.

Technical announcement and delivery of gifts will be further informed at the time that blm can I specify🙏🙈.

Ayooo established many friendships and self-actualization through Selesa Rindu with Wita and Wisnu🥰😘