Miss To Move Diary

apprehensive

I don't know what that song is, brother Arfan never said. But I really like it.

I nodded in agreement.

Now I and brother Arfan are ready with the violin in each.

I played with great passion. On the other hand Arfan played his part.

I saw Brother Arfan who also saw me. I saw Arfan's gaze on me that couldn't be interpreted. Arfan's eyes look glassy. Or maybe I saw it wrong.

Applause rumbled after we finished playing the music.

I immediately got off the stage, and walked towards brother Vhen.

The brother who realized I was stepping towards him smiled and raised his hand grabbed my head.

"Good look deck."

Guests are starting to decline, some relatives are still cool taking pictures. I sit down and play my phone. View some incoming messages.

Someone is sitting in front of me.

"Ga's in Yevn's picture?" Ask.

I looked, apparently Brother Arfan. I smile.

"No, sister, later." Answer thus.

"Where have you been all this time?" Ask her. I've been asking about the whereabouts of Arfan. I used to go to his place with my brother for music practice. Or sometimes he comes to my house.

Brother Arfan looked down and turned to me. His look could not be interpreted.

He's not like he used to be. Or maybe just my feelings.

Arfan didn't answer my question.

"Yevn, there's something you want to say,"

"Dek, here it turns out, come on, wait for it, a photo together."

Brother Vhen was already standing next to me. I looked at the pelamin, I saw that everyone had gathered to take family photos. My mother and sister waved to call me.

I smile nodding.

I said to Brother Arfan who replied with a nod and smiled.

My family and I took some pictures in different styles.

I saw Brother Arfan looking at the pelamin where we were taking photos.

"Vhen, the Arfan calls, take a photo together." My mother said to my brother.

My brother immediately called Brother Arfan.

I saw Brother Arfan resisting, and my brother pointing this way.

My mother waved at Brother Arfan, asking brother Arfan to join us immediately.

Finally, brother Arfan joined. We take pictures in all kinds of styles.

Many relatives wanted to take photos. I've been feeling exhausted. Finally I let my mother go to the room first because my head hurt a little.

Mother nodded and asked me to order after asking about my situation.

I passed away leaving the show to enter the house and head for the room. In the room I removed my hijab, took some medicine and drank it.

I immediately broke down my body without changing my clothes. My head hurts a lot, and I need to get some rest and sleep.

I soon fell asleep too.

***

Sayup I hear the voice of the one who speaks. I opened my eyes and found my brother and mother in my room.

"What's the mah?" I said I was surprised to see them in my room.

"Are you awake?" Ask mom. I'm nodding.

"Where are you now? Still sore?" My brother is full of worry.

"Well, Yevn is better." My answer is that still haven't opened my eyes completely, and still with a pillow face.

"What time is mah? Was it Maghrib yet?"

I asked while yawning.