Manira /Damar Scouts

Episode 72

Short episode version of the novel “Senandung HOMESU under the Broken Moon Wings”

Damar Jurors

By: Elmira Arasy Rahman

Episode 72

Mahesa. Manira looked at Mahesa. She feels very lucky to have a husband like Mahesa who can realize all her dreams. Finished standing in front of the painting Goethe, they walk down the house of Goethe which has been used as a museum and visited by tourists all over the world. They saw all Goethe's relics from the pen he used to write his works, his clothes, his hat and everything. Along the way, Manira never stops feeling faint, not believing that she is really there. At his idol's house.

After touring Goethe's house, they walked through hundreds of birds that were filling the cool road. Then they spend time riding a boat down the Main River. It is one of the most beautiful rivers in this beautiful city. Manira leaned on Mahesa's shoulder, enjoying the cool left-right view of the river and surrounded by green and beautiful plants.

“Do you love me?” manira asks Mahesa.

“You want me to answer, no?”

The two laughed, “I was just joking,” added Manira who did not in the slightest doubt Mahesa's sincerity.

“There may be a woman as beautiful as you,” said Mahesa made Manira ashamed.

“You can play the violin?” ask Mahesa.

“Can,”

“Play for me,”

Mahesa borrowed the violin of the street musician and gave it to Manira. Manira happily played the violin in front of Mahesa. A beautiful black dress with open arms showing her white arms, neatly tied hair plus a soft violin strut, making Manira truly like a star. Mahesa stood across the line, looking at Manira who was playing the violin so beautifully. Some passersby tossed coins onto a red sheet of cloth that was spread out in front of Manira.

Suddenly, Mahesa's face changed. There was something else from his strange gaze that he had never shown before. His smile was very sweet and made him worthy of being called the most handsome and romantic man. But now, his gaze was extremely terrifying. He was like a demon that was good at hiding his true face. There was a mystery behind that frightening look.

“Now....your lover has become a street beggar,” grumbled as if he was telling someone.

The goals repeated a fragment of his past story with Gibran. From their dark childhood, the cries of his mother, Ratmi's death to all his anger towards Gibran after the funeral of Gibran's mother at that time. Mahesa's memory continued until she set foot in the old station some time ago. At that moment he saw Gibran staring at Manira with love. Just by looking at it, Mahesa knew that Gibran loved Manira very much. A feeling that even Girban himself was unaware of.

He has always rejected all statements about love. He thinks love is stupidity. He did not believe in everything related to love, after the terrible incident. But, subconsciously, love bites her in a different way. Slowly Manira makes her fall in love. Her beauty, her sincerity, her loyalty and all the things that Manira does including all the efforts of Manira to make her rise from adversity, make Gibran fall in love. So far, no one has been able to talk to Gibran let alone turn him into someone better. Only Manira can do it because only Manir is the one who understands it the most.

Seriate....