Nadira (forgotten)

*Three Years Later

If my wounds are your happiness, then,

then laugh, then,

because right now you must be very happy on top of all my injuries,

thanks time, though,

it has taught me the meaning of patience in life

so that I can get through all these phases.

My days passed well, all thanks to Yuni who continued to support me with her spirit. Plus working makes me forget all the weird things about life. Ever since I left the house, I chose to change my identity. There are no more princesses, only Dira, a tough and untouchable woman. I decided to protect myself by learning martial arts and focus more on learning business in om Satya and om Bagas.Up to a month more I stayed at home mba Yuni they still do not know,I don't want to burden them. I want to be a strong woman who stands on her own feet.

Three Years Later

Fr.tukk.tuk...

The knocking sound of pantofel shoes rang out loud in the corner of the airport, with a blazer suit of old ash color and combined with a veil to enter the dining area at the airport, I miss my beloved homeland.

Choosing to sit in one corner of the restaurant after ordering a drink, choosing to listen to music with his earphones while waiting for someone to come.

"aaa...Dira....

From the entrance were two women, one running around and the other walking leisurely behind him. He is mba Yuni and mba Ema, yes they are both two meritorious people in my life, who have always been faithful to support me so far that I can stand on my own feet.

I smiled to see him running closer, never changing from before. So even Mba Ema who has been taught in such a way by om Satya to always protect me and with his loyalty he always devoted himself to take care of me, even three years in the country of people I was always accompanied by him, his support never separated for my life, even sometimes he forgot to live his own life. It feels good when I don't have a mother but there are still people who care so much about me and all my life. Thank you, Ema, I said in my heart to her until these eyes glazed over.

I welcome the stretch of my most beautiful Yuni hand, the warm embrace I feel from this woman who is older than me.

"Thank you mba" I said looking at Mba Ema who was going to pick up mba Yuni from the front parking lot, she said she was confused at her direction so I told mba Ema to pick up mba Yuni.

Just a nod of the head in response to my thanks, and it was common.

We choose to eat first and occasionally while stories about each other's lives, which are light, life problems are heavy do not get heavier.

After she finished, Ema paid all our meal bills, because I handed her all the money. So much trust in him and all this time I never once found a discrepancy in my spending because mba Ema will always give me financial statements every month. That's why I never doubted Ema's loyalty to me.

Maafin othornya that rarely update because it is busy again so the committee of Augustusan nih,

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