One Roof With Maduku

CLAPPING ONE HAND

White clouds are flowing. Forming a group of imaginary countries that bring hope. A flock of birds flew with great joy. An umbrella is a blue sky.

Love me as if I were the only one in your heart. Love me as if there is nothing else you can be happy with but me. Do it all with iklhas and full of sincerity, so you get that beautiful when the two of them unite with me.

" What are you thinking, Mom?" tanya Intan who saw Niga was dumbstruck staring at the street outside the fence of the house in the residence of Winda.

Vishnu ran around and played ball with Intan and his nanny. Intan begins to approach Niga who is still busy with her daydream.

" Is there a problem, Mom?" guess Intan knows.

" Nothing! It's just, my chest feels claustrophobic and doesn't feel good to me." replied Niga.

" Is Mas Niga sick? Or fever?" intan said as he dared to touch Niga's forehead. Niga was surprised by Intan's hand movements that suddenly touched his forehead.

" It's not hot!" intan said while researching Niga's gloomy face.

" Mas Niga must be someone's mind again? Or Mas Niga is again a heavy miss." guess Intan.

" It might be!" replied Niga and her position was still unchanged, staring blankly at the road outside the fence of the house.

" Who, Mas? Who's the lucky lady?" ask Intan again. Now Intan's face had disappointment hidden from her.

" There! He was a friend in college. Friend Winda and also the late Surya." replied Niga shamelessly.

Intan. His chest ached hearing Niga's explanation. His feelings of attraction to Niga, may not be developed into love. His hopes were dashed to approach and try to snatch the heart of the man beside him. Intan started lethargic and not excited before her.

" If kangen is found, mas! Why are they being held?" said another Intan from his heart.

" Oh my God! Why am I always not as lucky as Madam Winda. Linda has always liked a lot of guys. While me? My ex-husband just, actually doesn't like me. Am I not worth loving in this world? Is there not in this world a man who judges me?" batin Intan crying bitterly.

" The problem isn't that easy, Intan!" answer Niga.

" why? Is Mas Niga afraid, if the woman rejects Mas Niga's love?" ask Intan.

" I'm sure he loves me too. He just didn't want me to come back." replied Niga.

" How come it's so twisted anyway?" intan Sahut.

" Didniga dare not approach the woman again?" ask Intan again.

" Don't know! The problem is that he has a new girlfriend. Or maybe it was her future husband" replied Niga.

Intan who heard Niga's explanation, sighed. Intan was relieved and very relieved because the woman loved by Mas Niga, already had a prospective companion in life. Intan smiled sweetly.

" Oh! What would Mas Niga do? There was no way that dong, Mas Niga was protracted thinking about the woman who did not think of Mas Niga. Mas Niga kangen, but the woman that Mas Niga kangenin did not miss Mas. How sad!" intan.

" I don't know! Maybe tomorrow I'll try to see him again. I want to talk to her. At least let me be relieved of this feeling, if he is sure of his choice." said Niga seriously.

Intan is back. Hearing Mas Niga's struggle to get back the woman he loved, Intan became full of his chest. The esophagus becomes stuck. It was a blow that hurt his heart. It felt like the heart was cracking. But he tried to firmly adhere to his belief that everything was likely to happen. And the woman remains adamant with her new lover not to choose Niga.

" Vishnu, dear! Om Niga, come back!" said Niga while holding Vishnu for a while.

" Wish Om, can get Aunt Galuh's heart again. So that Om could marry him." whispered Galuh to the ear of Vishnu. Vishnu who felt the excitement laughed out loud.

" Vishnu, laugh instead!" niga said while again kissing the left and right cheeks belonging to Vishnu.

Niga took Vishnu down from his sling. And began to step toward his car that he parked in front of the house.

Niga's hand, making Intan increasingly uncertain. Intan's heart was sliced with a painful iris because she knew how she felt clapping her hands. His body was getting less excited.

" Vishnu! We're going into yuk!" invite Intan while holding Vishnu who shows his smile that expands.

I wouldn't be this sick if I knew that your heart didn't have my name. I'm not this upset, when the feeling is not welcome. I walked alone, giving empty hope to my mind. I was lonely when the longing came but the person I missed was expecting something else.

At last I could only give up, waiting for his love to come near me and accept me. Reply to this taste. Lf it doesn't? I'll back off alon-alon forgot about it. Forgetting the wonderful delusion of being with her. Forgetting dreams with her.

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" God! I'm going to your house!" niga said slowly.

" You accept me or not, the important thing is that I have to fight first" Niga muttered excitedly.

Niga's cell phone was heard. Niga picked up her phone while pulling over her car.

" What's up, baby?" asked Niga gently.

"Dad! Rosa's at grandma's!" said the girl across there.

" Oh yes, take care of the road, baby!" sahut Niga is full of affection.

"Yes, dad! Be careful too!" rosa said through the phone.

" Of course, baby! Oh yeah, don't eat a bad meal first, boy! Rosa's stomach can't eat the bad ones yet." Niga advises Rosa.

" Good dad! Assalammualaikum!" sahut Rosa's.

" Greetings waalaikum!" said Niga then put his phone back next to his car seat and continued his journey to Galuh's house.

" Hopefully Galuh can be the best Mother for Rosa" said Niga quietly while smiling to herself.

Niga's delusion has flown everywhere. It may have reached the planet Mars. Beautiful and silly dreams with Galuh have often danced in the mind and mind.

" aha! I'd go crazy if it went on like this!" niga said while smiling to herself.

" It's true being in love, it can drive someone crazy. So laugh, smile to yourself. A delusion that is not. So it's eating, it's hard to sleep. Always her face. Good Lord! I want to go crazy like this" Niga said as she ran her car.

Suddenly a car from the opposite direction almost hit him. Fortunately, Niga and the car in front of him could swiftly cope with the situation.

" Astagfirullah! Sorry Sir!" niga shouted after opening the windshield.