
In the afternoon, Zara struggled in Tahira's room with the wedding dress she would wear tomorrow. Tahira forced the girl to practice wearing her dress so that on the day H tomorrow Zara did not feel stiff. Tahira also put on the face of Zara as beautiful as possible as the bride in general. Indeed Zara looks so beautiful but her heart rumbles, as a result Zara bend her face that has been decorated make up by Tahira. Zara grasak-grusuk unwary, turned around as if uncomfortable with the clothes.
"Zan is calm a little, your earrings are not yet attached." lamented Tahira who was busy inserting diamond earrings into a small hole in Zara's ear.
Zara brushed off Tahira's amused hands while holding her ears. Tahira felt Zara's strange gurgle.
"What's wrong with you? Aren't you happy about getting married tomorrow?" ask Tahira in a soft tone.
"I feel.. My chest is very tight." replied Zara Lirih.
"Are you thinking about Ran?" Tahira held Zara's shoulder.
Zara nodded with a sad face. Somehow his feelings can be as yellow as that, the guilt of making Ran disappointed so thickly seeped into his soul. The emptiness also filled the recesses of his heart, and a sentence flashed in his head, No Ran No Life.
Zara held onto her chest which still felt tight and then looked at Tahira as if asking for help. Tahira gasped, what should he do for a girl of his age who was in front of him at this time? Tahira is confused, there is only one way to help Zara feel better: contact Ran. But Tahira can't do that because Ran forbids him from contacting the man more if Zara asks.
"Please call Ran for me!" pinta Zara, now her tears streamed on her cheeks that were still decorated with makeup.
Tahira waver, can not agree and can not refuse. "Sir Ran didn't take the call from me" Tahira said softly.
Zara screeched annoyed, how could Ran do that to her. Tomorrow they will get married and today they feel like they are in a storm because the man who will marry her tomorrow does not give news. Although he realized it was all the result of his mistake, but he felt this had exceeded the level of mistakes he made. Ran is too egotistical. While wiping away the tear marks on her cheek Zara snatched away Tahira's phone she was holding. Tahira jerks.
"Eh Zan, what are you doing?" Tahira tried to reclaim his cell phone that Zara had seized.
Zara moved away from Tahira towards the balcony. The girl locked the door to the balcony so Tahira wouldn't chase after her. Tahira banged on the balcony door to make a very noisy sound.
On the balcony Zara looked for Ran's contact and then contacted the man. Before long the call was connected, Zara quickly showered a question to Ran.
"Sister, are you silent? Why are you doing this to me? We're getting married tomorrow. Well if you're mad at me, I apologize for that. But can we meet? I feel so guilty. Are you really mad at me? Brother answer me." said Zara without pause.
"Rest." Then the call was cut off.
Zara shed tears and sat on the balcony floor, she placed Tahira's cell phone on the floor. Of the many words he said, only one word Ran said to reply to him. It felt very tight, his chest again felt pain like being wielded by a spear.
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Zara Pov's
The lights had gone out in the room I was sleeping in tonight, but my eyes had not shown any sign of going to sleep. I'm still thinking about Kak Ran's situation somehow now. The last time I called him was this afternoon on Tahira's phone, he picked him up but only said one word. My chest does not stop feeling tight, really at this time I feel very empty without Kak Ran let alone all this happened because of my mistakes.
My marriage problem tomorrow is not too much thought of by me, my mind is currently only centered on Kak Ran. The voices of our quarrels yesterday morning still ring clear in my mind, when I left Kak Ran in the apartment without poking his words, it must have hurt Kak Ran's feelings.
I was willing to accept punishment from Kak Ran for my mistake yesterday, because I thought Kak Ran would only be silent for a time that would not be long. But I was wrong. Brother Ran silenced me, plus removed me from before him, plus did not pick up my call. And it succeeded in cutting my feelings. Just imagine, if in general the person who will get married tomorrow night will sleep soundly with a good pounding feeling, then the difference is with me, so it is different, tomorrow I will get married but I feel so empty without certainty from Kak Ran.
Many times I wiped away the tears that had run down the river on my cheeks until they had dripped on my pillow. Until 00.45 in the morning I was still unable to enter the dream even if only at the threshold. I really feel No Ran No Life, let's say I feel so much better but it feels like that, Brother Ran is my life, without which I feel not alive. Hollowly.
I promise that if tomorrow comes and the marriage is over, I will throw into Brother Ran's arms and apologize with a full apology. I will do anything to make Kak Ran no longer angry with me.
Back in my eyes my heart feels tight, now my breath feels stingy. Either because you've been crying for too long or something. Once I murmured Brother Ran's name, I felt a knife stuck in my chest.
"Sir Ran." twice I muttered his name, felt two knives stuck in my chest.
"Sir Ran." Three times I muttered his name and again, it felt three knives had been stuck in my chest.
Until my heart says, enough. Well, I can't take it anymore. Just saying his name doesn't make my heart any better and it hurts even more. Mentioning names is not the best medicine for me to relieve pain, I need to witness the presence of the figure I mentioned her name before me with a beautiful smile imprinted on her face. And now, I feel at the peak of my grief. No Ran No Life's. Without Ran, I'm nothing.
Slowly but surely my eyes closed due to fatigue that arises after crying. The threshold of a dream greeted me. And I decided to leave the real world to fly spread my wings in the dreamland. I'll release my pain for a while, a break from that exhausting thing is necessary. I know that the pain will return tomorrow.