Lunara's Heart

Chapter 1

This first chapter is still a lot of narrative because it slowly explains the character visually and introductions also yes

So please understand if the beginning is a little boring. But next there will be interesting stories and exciting plot twists

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Lunara Ustman, or simply Luna.

The 22-year-old girl is slightly pale white, a thin body weighing about 40 kg with a height of 158 cm. The parasites are soft, beautiful, sweet with a small round face shape that makes it possible to look younger than his age, his eyes are small exactly like the Mother, it is only natural that his mother inherited the Chinese lineage, his straight black hair was not too thick with a length of about waist, I don't know how long he had not cut his hair. Luna's distinctive feature is tying half her hair without bangs which adds a sweet and feminism impression on her. Luna is beautiful with the elegance and simplicity that she has.

04.15

Tick tick tick tick

The sound of an old clock clinking on the wall of the room, or the warehouse that is used as a room more precisely reads regularly in the middle of the sunyinya at dawn.

Allahu Akbar Allahu Akbar…

Not long heard I looked at the dawn of the mosque complex not so far away. Usually this sound becomes an alarm Luna to wake up from her sleep.

But this time, his eyes had been awakened earlier than usual, tonight Luna's body and mind felt difficult to sleep soundly. I don't know what, but this isn't the first time. Indeed there are times when Luna will be difficult to fall asleep and then drift in her daydream at night. Think about all the little things that happened to him.

The clanging sound of the clock that initially dominated now began to be faint by the sound of the Adhan and the sound of nature which also seemed to begin to awaken. Luna moved from her seat to a stretch of cloth patterned sketch ka’bah small on the top, the, he was ready to perform the morning prayers there after feeling sure the wudhunya had not been canceled from the tahajud prayer a few hours ago.

06.24

Finger – slender finger Luna started working on a plain white piece of paper using a thick black ink

As much time as the gem has passed

Along the hot carbon chain that forms diamonds

That's where I believe the laughter behind the tears

I was sure I was waiting for the rainbow after the rain

Kira – think that's a piece of poetry that Luna created on her side tonight in one of the empty pages that do not forget above her left Luna wrote the day, date, month, month, the year and hour of the day then a small signature along with the name “Luna” on the bottom of his right on the blue book with a picture of white clouds that form the symbol of his heart, his, the book was indeed Luna used to write poetry – small poems of her heart.

Then he drifted back in a daydream. Or bitter memories of the past to be exact, where little Luna who knew nothing was dragged roughly into this warehouse. Luna's eyes then looked at every inch of every corner of the warehouse room that had now become her small room, with a small floor mattress, with a small, a former table where he wrote as he is now and a used wooden cabinet that was already in the warehouse from the beginning. Not by strangers or anyone else Luna is treated like this but by people who have been bestowing affection on her, he said, doing anything to make him laugh happily but right now only wounds and tears that he always gave for 8 years. It was Edi, Luna's father. He also remembered how the Mother at that time was just silent not defending the treatment of the Father against him.

Tok tok!

Luna's attention, which was initially focused on the book in her hand, then realized from her bitter daydream, now turned to the sound of knocking on her bedroom door, without thinking, his body moved to store the book in a small drawer then walked to the door and opened it immediately. Her smooth lips spontaneously formed a sweet arch once she knew the figure who knocked on her bedroom door this morning and let her in.

“Last – this last sister saw this hour you usually have left, why today not?”

Luna asked a girl at her door, whose name was none other than her sister, Yana.

Yes, it was Ayana Ustman, Luna's only sister. Different from Luna who inherited the physical mother with a face and a shady, sweet, and feminism. The younger sister, Yana was more similar to her father, her facial line was more firm and mature like the Father. Her hair was different, if Luna was graceful with long straight black hair, then Yana appeared more relaxed with a slightly wavy hair as a shoulder that she always tied a ponytail without bangs as well. His posture was also higher than that of his older brother. With a weight of 52 kg and height of 164 cm makes Yana seem to look more mature than Luna despite the age of 2 years younger than Luna.. Both styles of clothing have different tastes. Luna is more comfortable using dres – feminine dres that are below the knee length, Yana actually appears in a more tomboyish style with jeans and t-shirts – simple distro shirts on her body. But she remains just as beautiful as her sister, Luna They are beautiful with their beauty each – each.

“Nih breakfast first, yesterday it entered the bread-rotian cooking material that kept Yana keinget kak Luna who likes the Croissant (Croissant is a pastry or pastry shaped like the famous crescent moon in France, made from leavened wheat flour dough folded with a layer of butter then baked, it is generally made without filling and enjoyed without any additives. But there are also some restaurants that sell croissants with some fillings such as chocolate, meat, and other creations), so Yana tried to make this deh. Eh Yana dapet dong best value in this material” Instead of answering, the girl who claimed to be Yana was even with a proud smile handed a box of food supplies blue Luna's favorite.

Luna's eyes were fixed on the box, just as her mouth was about to open, Yana had already quickly returned to her voice.

“Ssttt. The same father Mother just departed, sister must have also seen it from the window. So ayok eaten, Yana want to hear the comments of her sister also about the taste. Yes?” yana said while eagerly persuading then opened the supply box that he brought.

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This is the first chapter 1.

From here we know. The image of fear that Luna felt in her own parents, even her sister as well

But Luna was not really alone in her house.

There was still Yana, the younger sister who cared about him.

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