
Short episode version of the novel “Senandung HOMESU under the Broken Moon Wings”
Damar Jurors
By: Elmira Arasy Rahman
Episode 79's
Gibran has arrived at Frankfurt airport. He hurriedly looked for a taxi. In the middle of looking for a taxi,
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Cellphone ringing. There is a new up date from Mahesa's instagram account. He performed Manira's violin in front of many men dressed in extravagance. Until finally Manira's skirt blushed and everyone looked at her with a naughty look. Gibran was furious. Gibran felt that Mahesa was showing off Manira like showing off a painting for auction. No one can deny the beauty of Manira. Everyone wants to have it. Even more grisly, Mahesa wrote the caption,
“Auction today stops at 500 million,”
Inflamed gibran. He appreciates Manira with 500 million and will continue tomorrow with increasingly higher numbers. Gibran's blood was boiling. He could not accept that Mahesa treated Manira like this. He auctioned his own wife but Manira knew nothing about her husband's rot. Love had blinded him and made him save his pain because he did not want to lose Mahesa. Gibran would not let that happen. He called Mahesa, right away,
“What do you do?” yelled Gibran furiously.
“Something that makes you burn with jealousy,” Mahesa replied in a relaxed tone as if deliberately wanting to sneer at Gibran.
“I won't let you go,”
“I'm waiting for you. Come before it's too late,”
Mahesa hung up. Gibran was very upset. He felt really cheated. He could not see Mahesa's true nature that day came with a smile and took Manira away so far. He feels stupid for letting Mahesa take Manira. What he regrets more is why Manira had to be used as the object of Mahesa's revenge to torture him.
“Manira!!!” girban shouted in the middle of the road, crying with despair for not finding him.
“Now you will be absolutely crazy,” grumbled Mahesa, smiling cynically at one of the hotel's lobies, seeing Gibran panicking in the middle of the road without knowing what he should do to find his lover.
Gibran desperate. He does not manage to find Manira until he finally falls asleep on the streets.
Everyone who leaves is expected to return
It was like suicide
It was like dying between life and death
My love.
My beloved.
Gibran said in his sleep. In the morning, Gibran was found asleep on a wooden bench in a park near the Main River. The wind blew the end of her hair. Samar sounded a soft violin. Gibran. He immediately woke up and felt that it was a Manira violin. He ran down the places around the park. He went in and out of restaurants and even hotels to look for the sound of the violin.
“Manira.... Manira...” he screams like crazy every time he enters a room.
Gibran's search always ends in disappointment. Mahesa set traps everywhere. He played the violin recordings all over the place which made Gibran like a madman running around looking for the direction of the violin sound. Gibran was really like a madman, running around. Some security officers immediately secured him and beat him for thinking he was crazy who was screaming indistinctly.
“Go from here!” snarl the security officer.
Seriate....