Manira /Damar Scouts

Episode 80's

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

Damar Jurors

By: Elmira Arasy Rahman

Episode 80's

Mahesa sat in a restaurant sipping coffee from her white cup. He greatly relished Gibran's fear of running in front of the restaurant and hurriedly entered to make sure that Manira was inside. Seeing Gibran goofy looking for Manira visible from the glass walls of the restaurant, made Mahesa very satisfied. It's like watching a fun movie.

“Manira... Manira...” shouted Gibran.

Several security guards detained him. Gibran tried to force his way in. After successfully entering, there was indeed a woman in black dress playing the violin. But not Manira. Gibran was very disappointed. He stood up, tired of not knowing where to look for Manira anymore. Suddenly the security officers came to beat him and threw him out.

“Aw...” shouted Gibran.

Gibran fell to the ground with a face full of bruises. He is helpless between his exhaustion and his desperation looking for Manira. Mahesh again smiled in knots, enjoying every groan of Gibran who languished in search of his beloved.

Gibran tried to get up. Then she saw Mahesa inside the restaurant who was smiling with her satisfaction. Gibran looked at Mahesa with an angry look. For a moment the two half-brothers who never for a second admitted their brotherhood, never even a little admitted Juragan Damar as their father after the bad events of that time. Gibran continued to throw angry glances as if asking, why did Mahesa do all this?

Mahesa stood in front of a glass wall that was the barrier between her and Gibran outside the restaurant. Mahesa smiled triumphantly. He greatly enjoyed Gibran's every anxiety and unease. He was as sad as Juragan Damar who all day stared at Ratmi's photo in his room and lamented her disappearance. He saw the same despair and the same pain. A pain that could kill him.

“Basic bastard!!” little Mahesa's voice was heard back in Gibran's ear, recalling how bad their past memories were.

“I don't want them to be happy on the death of my mother,” Mahesa's promise little was again buzzing in Mahesa's ears who until now did not want to let go of Gibran and let him be happy.

They stared for a while reminiscing about all those dark memories. There was sadness and grief in each other's eyes. There is a deep regret, regretting why bad things should happen. There is a rebellion that says that if only they could, they would like to repeat the past and prevent it from happening. There is a pain in the mind of each of them who until now the wound is still not dry. Time and distance were not enough to remove the wound. Even that blood, could not make them to be able to hug each other.

“You used Manira to take revenge on me?” ask Gibran.

Mahesa simply smiled in a knot enjoying Gibran's defeat.

“Manira knows nothing...”.

Mahesa was silent. Happy, looking at Gibran who was very agitated.

“He loves you so much,” Gibran continued, angry.

Seriate....