My friend, my husband

57. Rise II

Maru pulls off her motorcycle in the restaurant parking lot. A restaurant he knows very well. Zaenal. He got a food order that happened to order at this restaurant. Zaenal kept watching Maru's steps until she sat in a special seat for drivers.

Zaenal stepped closer to Maru and invited her to chat while waiting for her customer's order.

“You till when do you like gini?” Ask Zaenal.

“See you soon. How have you been told?” He answered with his hands busy playing his phone.

“Lo not ashamed is it the same yourself?” Zaenal looked out the window.

“Light go to his core. Don't convolve. Speaking of lo.” Still with the phone.

“Lo must improve your life. If I'm Sora, we'll see you again. Won't be coming back. Not because of profession. But, the way of mind is the same lifestyle that makes you seem destroyed. Sora still loves you. So you have to give a good impression if God gives you the sustenance of a soul mate both of you.”

Now Maru's eyes turned towards Zaeanal who was also looking at her.

“Times you divorced. He came here. He's crying. He still loves you. You think here you doang who fought. Maybe out there Sora is also struggling with continuing to hope you can meet again. So you have to start living well. Stop drinking alcohol. And, stop nanya Sora to me. I can't find him, let alone me. Lately you've been here a lot. Bosen I.” Maybe because of the shame that had been advising him to be even so as if Zaenal kicked Maru out of awkwardness, which obviously did not sound serious at all.

Maru moved from her seat because the order she was waiting for was ready to be delivered le customernya.

Elsewhere, far away. Sora has found a job at an inn. The inn is located around a small stall owned by Mbak Santi, arguably Warung Mbak Santi who was around the inn. Where Mbak Santi stalls closer to the beach side. Incidentally because the place where he lived began to be recognized by the beauty of the people outside, so many visitors who stayed there. The tall hotels towering above are not there yet. Sora was in charge of tidying up the inn. While the sky is still with its old job of making crafts from seafood. However, this man always approached Sora. Sometimes just to pick him up with his old bicycle.

Sora was more used to his work. He will clean the rooms that have been left by visitors and wash all the sheets, towels, and so on. He will be home around 5 pm, because to keep the night, men are preferred.

On a clear afternoon, Sky drove his bike with Sora's passengers behind him. Before returning home the two took a short walk on the beach. Looking at the twilight sky.

“Sora... I want to say something to you.” The sky offset Sora's walk.

“What? What's up?” His eyes were fixed on his bare feet on the sand.

“You like not here?” Randomly asked

“It's a pleasure... Why?” Sora raised her face looking up at the sky whose stature was about the same as her ex-husband.

“Now are you comfortable? Hmm... Me...” Sky against.

“What do you want to say?” Sora narrowed both his eyes.

Sora stopped his steps. He was silent for a moment. Staring at the open sea in front of him he began to say what he really wanted to say first.

“Ceiling. I'm a woman who's been married. My marriage failed.” This woman is back to remembering her past.

The sky was a little stunned. He had never heard this story from Sora's mouth or from his family. No more words came out of the mouth of heaven.

“I'm here to escape my past. Cowardly me.” Laughs bitterly.

“Emang what's the problem if you've been married? The important thing is you are not someone else's wife.” The sky looked at Sora from earlier, now his gaze met.

“That's not what I mean. I am still afraid of starting a relationship. I can't completely leave the past. I was pregnant too. Even though the baby I only lasted a few minutes.” Her tears look beautiful in her eyes.

“Sorry me. Not that I'm reminding you again to the past that definitely wants you to forget. Don't answer it right now, it's okay. Relax aja.” Stemming

Sora shook his head.

“No need to apologize. At first it was like that. I'll forget everything, but I can't really forget that. So now I am changing my intentions. Not to forget it is also okay, but the past I will be a lesson is not a shadow anymore. You want to help me?” He smiled sweetly piercing the sky.

“Help?” He doesn't understand.

“I'm trying to get up again. Help me, let me not continue to feel the shadow of my past. I don't know when, maybe I can answer. Will you be my friend, or.”

The sky smiled widely because of his words

“I'll definitely help you.” Take out a killer smile.

Back to Maru.

On a normal day the weather is normal. He rode his motorcycle in a very neat suit, suit, tie, black pants, leather shoes, attached to his body. Arriving at his company that he had left, he entered a building that was not too big straight up the leader's room. His father gawked at seeing his son coming to the company again. Opening the door, he said with a still flat expression.

“I'm back. I will try harder.” He lowered his body 90 degrees. He was greeted with laughter by his father.

“Good decision Maru. Dad is very happy.” Approaching him, hugging tightly happily.

“Sorry yes, Dad. Udz ngerepotin Daddy.” He returned his father's embrace.