
The path of life of each human being is different as well as the direction that will be passed. If there is no strengthening of the heart of each of the two people then it will not be formed whose name is the word love, it is according to people. But the love I feel today leads more to the love of solitude rather than true love.
The day you left without a word, you just looked at me from a distance blankly. I don't know where you left that meaningful gaze, like the first time you expressed love for me. Only your hand kept waving at me and that was my sign that you were leaving me, oh how sad I am when soon we will be united in the perfect bond of love that is marriage.
At 00.00 pm on December 28, 2019
I can't forget that farewell, although the reason for your departure never reached my ears but I hope you can come back soon. I remember that night my eyes couldn't close my eyes and even anxiety came at me. I looked out and looked at the moon at night, sometimes the face I missed appeared while smiling at me and repeatedly the wind made me realize that all I felt was a delusion that haunted my feelings. Suddenly the sound of goods falling from outside the room, I was shocked and immediately went out of the room.
“ Astagfirullahalazim bu ..mom not what?” panicked and helped mom stand up and drive her to the room and ask her back what really happened
“ mom why? Try asking zahra what really happened and why did you fall like that?” ask me for wonder
“ kid you have to be strong huh?” hearing my mother say that, my heart immediately beat fast actually what the mother's words meant
“ mother mean what? what am I why? I'll be fine bu “
“ mean lady satria nak “ while shedding tears
My heart beats even twice let alone this about the second-person knight I love the most
“ sat..ria to.napa bu?” answer me with a stutter
“ the family satria called, his mother said that the plane carrying the knight had an accident and in the accident it was rumored, if there was no one passenger who survived, including the satria nak”.
"What mom... this can't be ma'am, satria can't possibly leave me ma'am, he even promised me bu “ while shedding tears
Instantly the sky seemed to collapse and hit me, a shadow of his face that often called my name softly, but My mind and even my heart had been scratched so deeply, mom tried to calm me down by hugging me tightly but this body felt weak because it was so deep in the wound that it stabbed me.
“ well nak “
I smiled a little to my mother, although in my heart always raging do not want to accept this reality. In the room I cried bitterly but did not make any sound because of the pain of this feeling.
“ dear god why did you take the person I love? I just lost my father 3 months ago and now you also take a knight, what's my fault God “ involuntarily tears just flow as if to have understood this broken feeling, this broken feeling, In my heart I kept muttering and reassuring myself
“I have to stay sure that one is still alive, I can't be pessimistic anyway I can't be weak, as long as the body has not met I will still believe that one is still safe, anyway, satria I will wait for you”.
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January 03, 2020, at 07:35 pm
I've been waiting for you for almost a week, but there's no word from you, and the victims of the plane crash have been found one by one but the other with you, as if you were swallowed by the earth, where would you be. If you're dead I want to see your body but if not please come to me.
Htc ..tok..
” ra .. can you come out for a minute?” ask my mom
“ yes bu bentar” before exit I calm myself first, I don't want mom to see me in this state. Then I stepped out of the room like nothing had ever happened to me. I saw a guest in the living room
“ loh aunt, om “ while greeting them as a sign of my respect to parents.
“ son, you make tea for mom and dad satria” said mother while glancing at me
“ yes bu” sayku back. And showed me a little smile on my cheek. Immediately I headed to the kitchen, and made tea for mother and father satria after I finished delivering it back to the guest room. But what I saw in the guest room