My Sacrifice for Mother

Country to my duaku Part-2

Ghanes drowned at a train station in TY. He remembered that date. August 31st.

Where he saw two red lines on the white stick he was holding. The stick he showed Dimas, but only in a careless response and told to put it back in the bag.

He again wept for his stomach that had gone, which he was cast out of his body. He was still unable to accept that what he did was actually happening and not a dream.

"Akh how stupid the cave was at that time. Why would a cave fall in love with such a human being? Why does God have to give me love that ends up hurting me so much?"

Seconds pass, minutes change. Ghanes had almost 3 hours sitting on the edge of the station. I don't know how many people looked at him strangely. There was also a speech from local residents "Kasian, yes, this child, why is there no meeting?"

But all the jolts are just passing voices. Because the individuality of developed countries is indeed very much different from Indonesia which tends to kepo with other people's affairs.

Ghanes' tears dried up, but his mouth was stiff and unable to say a word. His entire bones seemed to have a sudden stroke unable to move. He really hurt his soul.

Notification of the voice of the Adhan disperse his daydream.

"Akh, shiettt cave why the hell?" Inner grumbled.

Ghanes turned to the right and to the left, but remained the same. The same atmosphere as before.

He took a deep and long breath, then violently blew it away. Slowly he stepped foot towards the minimarket station. He took out 60,000 and exchanged it for a packet of red Malbor. Without caring left right, Ghanes stuffed the red wrap into his pants pocket, and he immediately headed to the Taxi stop to go somewhere.

A very beautiful place, on a peaceful grass hill from the top can see a very awesome view of the city. In the past, he often went to this place when his heart was very chaotic, or just unwinded from all his rotten routines.

Slowly suck the white rod in his hand. And then he breathed it very roughly. A strong wind messed up her hair. Ghanes doesn't care about any of that. Some people here don't know him at all, do they?!

Ghanes murmured in his heart "Lord, if You will allow me to remain in this state, then heal me Lord. I want to live a normal life like everyone else."

Suddenly the wind turned very cool, as if God had answered Ghanes' heart, making Ghanes feel very comfortable, and causing drowsiness in his eyes.

In the midst of his sleepy eyes Ghanes muttered, "Akh, tonight the cave will go to the place of the son of a bitch. Only tomorrow morning directly cuss to the city of TG."

While sharing a bitter smile, Ghanes began to close his eyes slowly, tenderly on the stone chair that was deliberately made by the manager. sayup-sayup heard the voices of school children who were enjoying their youth together with their friends.

"Akhhhhh they do not know the bitterness of the world, let them have fun while they have not grown up."

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Suddenly someone touched his shoulder

"Sir, can we sit down?"

Ghanes was surprised to blink her eyes, looking at a pair of young people smiling sweetly. More precisely is a female partner (type). They do not look like ordinary friends, because the indulgence of one of them is very clear.

Ghanes smiled, "Yes. Please."

"Thank you." Answer them in unison.

Ghanes was a fool with them, because indeed in this country legalizing the same kind of trading. So Ghanes was completely unwilling to judge and comment on them with Ghanes' own perspective. While Ghanes himself is a foreign citizen who is stressed and looking for entertainment here.It is inappropriate if Ghanes had to comment badly on the policies of other countries.

They sat three, but did not greet each other. When viewed from the point of view of Indonesians, Ghanes only looks like a mosquito repellent for them. But because of individuality, yes all will look very reasonable and fine.

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**21:00 **

Ghanes has been in the place of the son of a bitch who used to be his base.

Yes, this place is a nightclub that used to be open every day. Now it is only open on holidays.

Ghanes remembered very well how he had last gone to this place where he was desperate when he was confused to choose, had to endure or throw his entrails. He came to this place because he wanted to scream without disturbing others, crying without suspicion and dancing without being scorned.

"Akhhh." Gerutu Ghanes threw his ass on the red sofa in the corner of the room.

He was alone, again unconcerned with his surroundings.

There had not been 20 minutes he sat suddenly, he said,

"Woe !!!!! Buk !!!!! When did it come ? Back again, don't you say anything? Crazy ya lu. She said marriage doesn't say anything, does it?"

Shouted a man of Ghanes' age with moderate posture and curly hair.welcome him with great enthusiasm.

Ghanes cuek, "Dihhh what the hell?"

The man was Yusa's name. Sitting with an expression that is difficult to explain so excited.

"Oh, are you really married?"

Ghanes turned his head lazily, "Well, what's wrong?"

With a disappointed expression the man replied: "Well, why. I'm the broken heart donk."

"Break your heart. Lu's people change women every month to still dare to say heartbroken ma Cave." Ghanes answered and put his three fingers on Yusa's cheek.

"Yes, that's because you refused me to keep Buk." Yusa defended herself.

Ghanes chirped, "God, bullshitlah.."

"Oh, drink ga?" Ask Yusa later.

"Ga." Ghanes replied firmly.

"Oh, yeah. Kirain wants to, hehehhe."

"Ndasmu. The cave stopped a long time ago, still Yus Yus."

"Yes, you know what, right?" Yusa said she still did not believe it.

"Why are you going to this place again Buk?"

"Kepo aja you."

Amidst the glitter of disco lights, they tell a lot about their old friends. With Yusa still continuing to regret over Ghanes' marriage. For Yusa had always had a heart for Ghanes. While Ghanes at that time because it was chaotic after breaking up from Didim, and indeed really did not want the inhabitants of the black world to accompany his life.

And well,,,,,, unlike hope (which turns out to be a very nice looking human being, instead leaves it at the end of the Qobul ijab.(Eps. Rain Storm)

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Author: Apologize as much as possible if anyone is tired of waiting for a new episode. Because it turns out that the conditions are very unlikely. 

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