
There really is no story idea to write down an idea. Those ideas and ideas are still frozen in my little brain. The memories of the good times with you are still very clear. Beautiful and sweet words were clearly heard in these ears. I still miss you in all your more and less. You can create a new spirit in all my steps. You who can make these tears flow profusely. Congratulations, I say! You are the one who can make me sick and happy in the rhythm of my life. Then, you were present in my dream when I tried to brush off all your figures. Yes, your figure to me is like an angel filling my heart. Your name still very clearly fills the empty space of my thoughts and inner voice. I want to erase this telepathy from you. So that I won't feel my heartbeat, when you say forcibly my name. It hurt me. Makes my chest feel tight which is difficult for me to breathe freely. Help me, scrape this longing room. In order to no longer think of me, to be ashamed of your pseudo-shadows.
Trying to stand up in anxious hope will welcome you. I just wait for sure, in every moment with you. Then you just shut up, lamenting every mistake of my steps. Until when do you repeat and you remind me of that stupidity. While I want to open a new sheet and close the memory that makes me regret. I will still be me. The old me, though sometimes I can't hold on to that rope. I just want that smile. So that my spirit will recover, with your support.
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" Mama! Where is your mom?" ask Surya through his cell phone connection.
" It's still in XX cafe, with Intan as well as Mr. Koko. What's up, son?" replied Bu Hartini while looking at Intan and Pak Koko.
" I want to tell Mama!" said Surya across there.
" Just tell me, son!" said Ms. Hartini.
" I want to confide, mama. And besides, I miss my mom very much." said Surya.
" What are you doing, Surya? As it has been for years not met mama ..hahaha." said Bu Hartini.
" Can't I miss my mom?" surya asked with a trembling voice.
" You crying, son?" ask Ms. Hartini.
" Ah no ma! Just need to rest." replied Surya.
" Well at home, baby! Mom also came home with Intan and Pak Koko. You want to buy something?" said Ms. Hartini.
" No need ma! I just need mama." said Surya.
" well! Alright!" said Ms. Hartini at last.
" Ma Assalammualaikum!" surya.
" Greetings waalaikum!" ma Hartini replied while closing the incoming call on her phone.
Intan only saw the face of her mother who looked full of worry.
" Sury Mas, if like this is still a child who needs to be pampered and cared for by his parents." said Intan judging.
" You are so too!" sahut Bu Hartini again with a smile.
" As for her, while there are still parents or mama and papa, we mama's children will never become adults deh." said Intan while chuckling.
"Everyone needs to share, Intan. The sadness and burden felt by your Surya Mas, it might be enough to make you tired and think. He needs to share his story and confide. And mama is the one who is considered comfortable to tell stories" said Ms. Hartini seriously.
" In front of me, Mas Surya has always shown himself to be strong. I think, Mas Surya will not experience a sad and doubtful phase like this." said Intan.
" When in doubt and dilemma, a person becomes a different person. Impressed to have a double personality. Confused over the steps he took, finally did not have a strong stance, fickle and impressed plin-plan. Can't yet decide the steps between the several paths that will be decided. Mama has to understand this situation." said Ms. Hartini.
" Mama! Can I be honest, no?" ask Intan.
" why? Just say!" answer Ms. Hartini.
" My brain didn't reach me with words, Mama just now. Really am! Hehe." said Intan while chuckling.
And Mr. Koko also chuckled to hear the plain expression of Intan.
" aha! I'll VC him ma!" sahut Intan joked.
(God! You guys talking about you? I finished this story!)
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" I am very appreciative of all the efforts made by Sarwenda. But I'm not sure if Sarwenda is reckless to have relationships with men" Ms Hartini told Mr Koko.
" But the truth is, Mas Surya has always been with me mistress. And when Non Sarwenda and Mas Surya were making a fuss, Mas Surya said divorce to Non Sarwenda. After that, Mas Surya no longer comes to non Sarwenda house." said Mr. Koko.
" What are they fighting about?" ask Intan.
" Non Sarwenda demanded that Mas Surya immediately marry her legally. While Mas Surya with me was very clear to see Non Sarwenda related to other men." story Pak Koko.
" What? Do you know, that guy?" tanya Intan was curious.
" Eh.em sorry Non Intan, we don't recognize him" replied Mr. Koko lying.
" What a pity! But Mr Koko knows the whereabouts of the men associated with Ms Sarwenda don't?" ask Intan.
" Yes! Mr Koko knows not?" sahut Bu Hartini's.
" Sorry madam! We do not know him and do not try to find out the whereabouts of the man." replied Mr. Koko a little panic.
" All right! We'll think about it again. Later I try to ask details from Surya." said Ms. Hartini.
" If Madam Sarwenda really loves Mas Surya, why should she have an affair with another man? Then maybe, the child he conceived was not the flesh blood of Mas Surya" said Intan with a cynical smile.
" Not knowing either, non! Does love blind everything?" sahut Pak Koko's.
" But what about justifying the various ways?" intan.
" This is called obsession or ambition! Not love anymore!" said Ms. Hartini.
" Obsessions? An ambition? A wish? Wah..wah.sort of business, must be achieved the target. Is this a form of self-satisfaction or disorder?" ask Intan.
" Don't know! Ask RT! Mama is dizzy with Sarwenda's thoughts. A free lifestyle makes him accustomed to relationships with the opposite sex at will. The most important thing for him is to like and mutually beneficial.. Is it like that?" ask Ms. Hartini again.
" I don't know ma! Let's ask the same as Mr. RW, maybe he knows the answer." replied Intan while grinning.
Ms. Hartini, Mr. Koko and Intan are now just laughing freely with useless chatter and have not met the point of his solution.
(Wes is it! Wae ngono! Don't forget to exercise regularly and drink plenty of water, baby!)