OPACAROPHILES

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Today Love and her Mother will go to the graves of her Father and Cala. Once every month, Love and Meta visit there. With a face made as bright as possible, Love splashed the water he bought with the flowers in front there. The bright smile that Love was forced to show made Meta's heart sliced. She knew very well that her baby must feel guilty for the death of her husband and son. But Meta never ceases to say that this is not his fault.

"Assalamualaikum, Dad, sister Cala. Love came with my mother today. But Brother Tyra can not come, sorry, yes," said Cinta while wiping the two headstones in front of her.

"Sister now Cinta has been able to live independently with Mother and Sister Tyra. Love work every school home at the flower shop. All Love is happy to live, for the sake of Brother and Father there. So that you guys calm down there 'cause here we're good. If that time does not happen, yes, we can definitely be happy together here. Love misses both Brother and Father," Love smiled wistfully, he refrained from being a weak girl. Because love must be strong, at least for itself it must endure.

"Love, I've often said it's the same with you. Everything that's happened, it's not your fault. This is his destiny, love. Later you will also get the answer, for what happened," said Meta while stroking the top of his child's head which is now down with shoulders shaking in tears.

"I'm sorry, Mom. If at that time Love refused the offer of the father hikss... Sister Cala, Love apologize hikss... Love is really sorry, Mom." the sobs of Love made Meta embrace her body tightly. Rubbing the shoulders of Love subtly seeks to strengthen Love.

"Oh, yes, Love. Father and sister Cala must be angry if you see the cry Love like this. The task of Love now is, looking for answers for what reason and who did this, Love understand what Mother means?," said Meta with his soothing smile.

"Yes... Ma,"

It's noon, but Luka's still not moving from her bed. He has been playing rubik on his bed for four hours. Though Mizka had come five times and invited Luka to breakfast, even until lunch time arrived Luka was still reluctant to move to eat.

"Wound! I've been five times back and forth here, but you're still sitting quietly muter rubik, my God, Luka!," said Mizka who just entered and stood in front of the door staring at her sister who was not at all staring at her.

"Ntar," replied Luka briefly. His eyes still point at the rubik which keeps him randomly random with his hands.

"Ck, why else? The story is that if there is a problem, do not be quiet!," Mizka entered and sat down next to Luka.

"Gue was lazy to eat, Brother," Luka replied briefly.

"Sok lazy to eat again, lo! Usually the ones who eat the most are lo" said Mizka fiercely. Luka did not answer Mizka's words that mocked her but instead asked a question that made Mizka frown confused.

"If I have tried but we are not meant to be together, what should I do?" asked Luka with a hand that has now stopped playing rubik.

"Why do you ask me that?,"

"Gue love the same Love, I want to work for us together. But if it turns out that Love destiny is not the same as me, how should I, Brother?," asked Luka again.

"Luka, my grief yes. Everyone's love story is different, someone has to break up after years together. Someone has to let his heart break to let the person he loves for others. Some are happy with people who have fought together. There are also those who must succumb to the same fate because it turns out the person he has been fighting with is not his soul mate. But it was a wonderful journey in search of love. Full of the same things that we never expected, but so impressive whether it's his pain or his happiness,"

"Sometimes you also have to be heartbroken by love, and rise again because of love. Because of love, and that wound cannot be separated. Like oxygen and carbon dioxide they are bound. One is beneficial, one is detrimental. But when one of them is missing, the other one can't work properly. Yes, right?" said Mizka calmly. He understood that Luka doubted fate because her parents who had been together for a long time still had to separate because their destiny was not to be together.

"So, I have to keep fighting even though I won't know how his destiny is?," replied Luka staring at Mizka.

"Lo has to look ahead there, Luka. Walk straight ahead, enjoy everything that comes and goes on the way forward. Because who knows, from coming and going you get things you never expected before," replied Mizka patted his sister's shoulder slowly.

"Come ah, eat! I'm really hungry to know not waiting for you!," said Mizka while embracing her sister's shoulder. Mizka and Luka got up from their seats and came out together from Luka's room.

"Oh yes, we haven't seen Mas Cetta in a long time, what if we video call?" Luka nodded in agreement in response to Mizka's invitation. Nimbly Mizka plays her phone looking for Cetta's contact name and presses the phone icon.

"Hello, Mizka. What's up?,"

"Hi, Mas! I'm the same Luka again lunch, we want to take Mas to eat together. Can't you?,"

"You are very sudden, Mas again in TKP so can not leave the place now. But what if we had dinner at the restaurant, how about it?,"

"OK, Mum. Oh yes, thank you very much, yes. Make a remittance this month, I'm the same Luka will definitely repay everything that I love, right Luka?," Mizka pointed her cell phone camera at Luka who was busy enjoying her food.

"Yes, brother," replied Luka.

"Hi, Luka. How is Love? Guess what, you haven't seen Love in a long time, have you?" Cetta's question made Luka stare at him expressionlessly. The guess landed right on target, because it has been almost a week Luka did not meet Love.

"What the hell, Mas. Anyway, I know how he is. My people aren't close to him either,"

"Cie who wants to be close but is afraid of rejection. Luka period so afraid anyway to find news about Love, usually also you are the most eager to ask Mas find news of him,"

"I'm confused, Mom. Later if Mas here I'm the story," Luka resumed his meal.

"Basar young people, just told near aja confused her like to be invited to marry. You don't like Luka, Mizka. Labile!,"

"Yes, I was never young. Yes, yes, my. I'll take her phone, see you later tonight!," On the phone's screen, Cetta waved her hand. Her work as a Detective leaves much of Cetta's time stricken for her work. But Luka and Mizka are very grateful, because they can meet people as good as Cetta. A figure who can be a Big Brother as well as a father for them.

In the flower shop is not crowded, as a result Love just sits while looking at some flower displays on the wall. It was so much fun when he could see so many beautiful flowers in the eye. Suddenly the store door opened displaying the figure of Gega who walked in his direction.

"Eh, Gega. What are you doing here?" asked Cinta with a friendly smile that greeted Gega.

"It's love, I you give me the job that I, Ice, and Zemi have done. Your duty remains so that it can be directly collected. After that, we'll have to shop to buy materials for his practice the day after tomorrow," said Gega who immediately explained what his needs are here because he is actually allergic to flower powder and flower aroma.

"My task is done, then let me just be the one who is kumpulin. For the shopping, the four of us leave tomorrow, huh? I can come" replied Love.

"It's his job, I'll go back first, yeah. I have not been strong for a long time here, Hachim!..," said Gega while handing a map containing several papers to Cinta. Then ran out of the flower shop. Love is shocked and follows Gega outside the store.

"Aren't you papa, Ge? Sorry, yeah, I didn't know you were allergic" she asked. Gega who had just finished sneezing sneezed looked into Love's eyes deeply. Love also stared at Gega's brown eyeballs. Some time they looked at each other until finally Gega who sneezed made the show was interrupted.

"Gue ain't papa, Love. I'm sorry, yeah. I still have something to do. Bye, Love! Her work spirit, yes!," Gega stroked the top of Love's head gently and soon passed from there leaving Love that restrained her smile.

"Gega very good yes, I became the same miss Cala, and Om detective," said Cinta sighed heavily before returning to the flower shop.