
The Stronger
Tok tok! The sound of knocking on the door was getting louder.
“Who the hell? Noisy!” maisara said as she strode quickly towards the door. So shocked was the girl as she opened the door she saw Harlan standing gallantly before her.
“You?” ask Maisara.
“Are you okay?” ask Harlan, looking worried. He stared at Maisara from head to toe, making sure the woman was fine and had no intention of leaving.
“What's here for? Just go! We do not accept guests!” peek at Maisara, glaring hatefully.
The man was unmoved, the look in front of him made his heart full. How not? He saw Maisara his eyes were swollen, because the scars cried for too long, his voice was still shady because of nasal congestion snot. Her hair and clothes were tangled like they were not replaced from the morning.
“Didn't you offer me entry?” Harlan asked again, glancing inside.
“No!” Maisara shouted, then ...
Blam it!
The sound of the door closing loudly from the inside, just before Harlan could make a step. Almost the door leaf hit his nose.
“Who's coming, Haya?” daina shouted from inside, as she just came out of the toilet, and heard the door slamming very loudly.
“One of the wrong addresses, Mom!”
“But, why should it be slammed, what if the door is broken?”
“He considers this house his home!” said Maisara origin, while stepping into the room, and back crying. He felt he was treated unfairly.
“Oh so.”
Daina let Maisara behave so that her daughter felt relieved after crying to satisfaction. For him, crying is okay, just to vent feelings until there is no more sadness left in his mind.
That day Daina was very busy because she had to take care of two children, until she forgot to take out the trash. He stepped into the kitchen to pack all the trash into the group as usual, then put on gloves to knock it out. He was surprised when he opened the door, there was a man standing by the side of the door leaning back.
“Oh! Holy hooch! Who are you looking for?” daina said as she rubbed her chest to calm the shocked heart.
“Goodnight!” harlan said, while looking down politely, “I'm looking for Maisara Hayati, is she inside?”
Daina nodded her head thinking that the young man before her was the husband of her child. The woman judged Harlan with her gaze, from head to toe. His guess was correct, Harlan was not as bad as Maisara had said. Moreover, in handsome, it was difficult for a woman not to fall for a man like her.
“Wait a minute here, I'll take out the trash!” Daina said as she passed, but a bodyguard picked up her trash bag and she threw it into place.
“Thank you!” daina said to the bodyguard.
Then, he went back to Harlan, “Is there anything you want to talk about? I'll tell you later, I'm his mother!” Daina said as she took off the glove she was wearing. He looked back at Harlan who was quite tall, because Daina's body was small.
They were standing near the door as they spoke, and the door of Daina's house happened to be facing the outer area of the building. At that time the drizzle began to fall so that the water splashed up to the narrow terrace. The wind was blowing slowly and the lightning in the sky was suddenly earthy, as it supported the suddenly overcast mood of Maisara.
“Nothing,” said Harlan briefly, actually he wanted to talk a lot of things, but not on Daina.
Harlan was silent, and Daina continued.
“He keeps crying and I don't know why? So, give him some time before he talks .. leave! There is no point in continuing to stand here now!”
After that Daina re-enters the house and while closing the door, she still sees Harlan staying in place.
Harlan remained standing until late at night and the rain outside became increasingly heavy, he still hoped that Maisara would open the door and meet him. He sent a message several times to Maisara, asking how he was doing. If he got a reply saying that she was okay, that would be enough for him.
The bodyguard cursed inwardly, at the two equally stubborn men. He reminded Harlan, if his legs still have limitations within a few hours. However, the man was kicked out. How would he leave if his own master still stood, even though his clothes were soaked.
Guards were sheltering on the other side of the wall that was not hit by rain, while his assistant remained in the car. As soon as dawn, the two men found Harlan lying on the floor unconscious. They took him to the hospital, to see a doctor who used to handle their employers.
After being in the treatment room used by Harlan, the man's clothes were replaced with hospital clothes.
“Haha! He's having a good development!” the doctor said after examining Harlan and found that the patient had been able to stand for that long.
“Make him continue to have problems with the woman, it may be faster to recover!” the doctor said again, while checking the infusion hose.
“But now, let him rest, tomorrow he will be fine!” The doctor said while looking at the guards, “You eat there! Your faces are pale. Give me Maisara's number, I'll be in a relationship with her and we can see Harlan will get stronger! Haha!”
The bodyguard was surly-faced, while his assistant showed dislike, when he heard the doctor's joke. If Harlan had a problem with Maisara, they would be bothered by it.
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Maisara woke up the next day with a puffy face and tangled hair, he saw two toddlers who were left to his mother playing, they cried when they saw Maisara.
“You scare them, shower!” daina said as she calmed the two children, she took them to the kitchen to be fed and fed milk.
Maisara turned to the room, not yet seeing her reflection in the mirror, her face resembled the ghost of Kali Cimulung. He remembered the old story of the village people, if the big river that water is murky and is not far from his house, it turns out to be haunted. If the ghost described by people is similar to his current state.
Eyes with dark circles, face pale but her nose reddened, her lips chapped because they were often bitten and her hair was like an irregular crib.
Maisara looked away, she did the motivating ways that Daina gave her. In front of the mirror he sat back, then, closed his eyes while patting the left chest, where the heart was. He took a deep breath, then opened his eyes again and looked at his reflection, smiling. He smiled at himself.
Maisara patted her chest slowly, muttering softly, “I am beautiful ... I am precious .. I deserve to be happy .. and I am great, I am strong ..!” and he said it over and over again, until he was relieved. After that, he went to the bathroom.
(Friends can use this way to motivate themselves if you are sad again ya 😊😊😊 these tips from psychologists, loh)
Maisara saw her dead phone after she finished her bath and after connecting the flat object to the power cable, she sat down in front of her mother's dressing table.
“Bu! Are there no other lipstick colors?” maisara asked while looking at the two glowing red lipsticks. He had to apply the lip dye thin if he did not want to look, like he had drunk fresh blood.
“Just use the existing one!” shouted Daina from the kitchen, answering her daughter's question.
Maisara started dressing up and tidying up her hair, she was wearing old clothes that were in her mother's closet. He smiled at his simple appearance, with a thin lipstick finish, a knee-length light brown dress and a beloved watch gift from his father before he got married.
“Bu, let's go shopping!”
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