Moisturized Desire

Reverie then

The time is never proud of its place, the wind swish will not be proud of the cold, the expanse of the morning sun, banging the memory of the time, banging,

Looks like Mr. Wijaya who was authoritative, now there are remnants of powerlessness that are grounded in him, now lives,

"Assalamualaikum," said Mr. Wijaya to Widia who was waiting at the door,

"Waalaikum Salam" Widia replied to her husband Wijaya in surprise,

With her husband's giant step into the house, his wife followed from behind, and she sat down on the sofa in the living room,

"What's wrong? How come you're feeling, or you're sick?" widia asked her husband, Curious,

"Come, Mom! We are finished." replied Mr. Wijaya to Ms. Widia with fear,

"Well why, sir?" ask Ms. Widia to Mr. Wijaya curious.

As if confused because his mind was only afraid in him, Mr. Wijaya did not immediately answer, He was silent for a moment looking at his wife's face with a restless feeling, taking a deep breath and saying, He was silent,

"Mother remember, when we insulted and demeaned Salsa, long ago?" asked Mr. Wijaya to his wife Widia again,

His wife nodded and it was as if her mind was recalling the vanity incident first,

"You know who we're denigrating, then,?" asked Mr. Wijaya to Ms. Widia as if regretting,

"This father how, I forgot it was Salsa and her mother, why?" widia's mother replied to her Husband Wijaya was getting curious,

"I know Salsa and his Mother, they are the Wife and Son of Mr. Sebastio, Salsa is the Son of his First Wife, I was shocked!" said Mr. Wijaya to his wife Widia with deep fear,

"Times, anyway," replied Ms. Widia to Mr. Wijaya briefly,

"Absolutely unexpected, Mr. Sebastio stopped by the office, and showed a photo of Salsa with his mother, you saw it directly, Mom!" said Mr. Wijaya to Ms. Widia with a sense of anger in her, he said,

As if delivering fear to her, Mother Widia's face also changed drastically, her eyes looked at the face of her Husband who was riled by facts that seemed impossible in their minds, with a very heavy heart Widia's mother answered him,

"If it's true, it's a long time ago, and there's no way she'd know" Widia's mother told her husband with her passport,

"If Mr. Sebastio knew this, we would be ruined, ma'am!" replied Mr. Wijaya to Ms. Widia with pessimism.

Thoughts and feelings alternate, sometimes inquiring, and sometimes fighting to fill the spaces they have prepared with behaviors and opportunities that lead them to their life choices.

These two Old Men were afraid of being caught out of their old problems, the memory of it as if it was coming out even more as if it was going to destroy them.

Night full of stars, hayal and contemplation of the past, dream with tyranny of the heart, open all the khilaf and problems that ever belied him.

Even worn-out devices He reopened with a daydreaming agenda at that time, the Angel was born with a sweet and beautiful face, as proof that the Creator believed in him, and that, It was Salsa the Angel of Kala who made the whole house and his heart crowded.

"Indeed, my wife cheated on young leaves, but why did Salsa also get my anger, this is really unfair to her" he said in his heart,

Mr. Sebastio was recalling his old folly, with the lapse of possessions and luxuries that made his life always easy, inevitable from the flow of luxury itself, his wife Juariah was plunged into the rotten desires of young leaf lovers, until it became a hobby and forgot to return, as a result Mr. Sebastio caught his Wife with a big new Son naked in his own room, wrath reflected his face, and finally drove him away, unfortunately with his wife Salsa He was kicked out, with the assumption that Salsa was not his Son, as if his unbelief device was lost, now Santi's face was stretched out in his heart waiting for his confession.

"I have to find it, however Salsa has filled my heart at that time, my presumption used to make life questionable and restless" he said in his heart.

"And the behavior of my wife used to let, after all his life bear the burden of suffering that He now always lived." so the mind of Mr. Sebastio in his mind.

Finally, Mr. Sebastio told his trust to seek the whereabouts of Salsa with his mother, so that Mr. Sebastio could meet again.

The moonlight radiated beautifully in the vast sky, the star grains seemed to glow in the cluster, The Goddess of the night smiled as if to say good night, to a dim heart in her heart.

That night Juariah's mother dreamed, Her Ex-Husband met her while smiling sweetly at her, his eyes sharp as if giving a heart signal to her, then her ex-husband approached, and then he approached, and scavenged his Son to be carried with deep affection, his soul fragments were cold in the heart, and his breath was refreshing to feel, and He went unceasingly to call upon His Son, and, Salsas.

Juariah's mother woke up from her sleep, her thoughts and feelings linked to open the veil of dreams in her deep sleep earlier,

"The dream was real, Did My Husband ever forgive me? Or does He just remember me?" the questions that popped into his mind,

"He ceaselessly called out and called out to Salsa, Is all this a sign that He has acknowledged Salsa is His Son? Or did He seek the existence of Me and Salsa who had long forsaken him?" ask in his mind.

Salsa was busy with her broom tomorrow, while me a glass cloth soiled with dust, with the occasional humming of her own, and her eyes glanced at her Mother who came to her, who came to her,

"Kok looks like he's thinking about something Come think about who?" salsa seduces her mother Juariah,

"Ah. You, there-there's just!" mother Juariah replied to her Son Salsa with a smile on her lips,

"What the hell is it, Mom?" ask Salsa again to her mother doesn't believe her,

"Evenings Mom dreamed your dad came, and then kept calling your name, I kept thinking, Does your dad remember us?" mother Juariah asked her Son hesitated,

"Ah it's just a dream, a sleeping flower. No need to be brought to mind." replied Salsa to her mother Juariah lightly talk, talk,

"But it was like the air and the breath felt, as if He would wake up and remember We want to meet, this serious Mother" said Ms. Juariah to her Son Salsa with high enthusiasm,

"Yes, I hope so." Salsa replied to her mother again,

"If He remembers anyway, I feel very grateful, Especially if Remember You and realize his khilafnya in your right, as his Father." said Ms. Juariah to Salsa with deep feelings in the heart.

"If Salsa had responded to him as usual, Salsa was ordinary without a father, accustomed to anything by herself with only the help of a great Mother, Salsa only prayed at all times for the health of Mother alone, only, after all, I do remember us, then what do you want, Try?" salsa replied to her mother Juariah with a wounded heart.