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25. The Bloodless Wounds

The temperature was getting colder, the dew had also started to rise. The atmosphere in this house is so quiet that even the sound of crickets that are usually always humming is now no longer heard, only silence. But in his room Al looked very agitated. His heart was broken, confused and also sad. All mingling into one permeated his heart.

Al tried to close his eyes, but not a minute had his eyes opened. He moved restlessly and held himself. Al mendesah and rubbed his face. His memory goes back to a girl who once helped him. The girl he had also found was almost in despair. And now he knew that the girl was far in need of a friend who could treat her. The girl was so empty.

Al had just wanted to reach him but his hand had been pulled back. Can this heart erase his name, while he has been there for a long time. Even he's been filling Al's mind lately.

But now Al felt even more disappointed behind his helpless attitude. He wanted to refuse but he was unable, he was not sure of his heart. He was worried, even the sense of his waist was increasingly open to the surface. This was not the surprise he wanted. Nor will the desire he will achieve.

Al admitted that he really likes Eyebrows, but only limited to likes. I don't know when and all that for no reason.

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Unlike the Eyebrows, he was more silent in his room balcony by looking at the night sky. His memory went back to digging into his memory a while ago.

What do you mean, sister Riyan, is it true that my parents miss me so much. And they still reject me. But wasn't that my dream all along.

Eyebrows were actually smiling in his cries. In fact he was trying to re-normalize his crazy heartbeat, even the thump of his enlarged chest. After all this time what he expected would be achieved. His parents' recognition of him, an outpouring of deep longing even affection that is not until the embrace that disappears. All of that was his dream.

Should he soar to it all, but is it all true? Or just entertainment from Riyan for him to always have a happy hope. Or just to comfort the heart of a completely frozen Eyebrow.

It feels like his mistakes in the past, in the eyes of his parents, will never be able to forgive them even forgiveness from God. His eyebrows shed tears again, this is the first time he returned to crying after so long. During this time, it is always rigid even though it is overshadowed by the past. But now it was almost in front of his eyes. Can he survive when his father and mother hold him. Can she survive her cries.

The eyebrows are drowning in the memories of his past. It turned out that the friendship he built in his past was a disaster for him. All of it is nonsense, fake even full of cheating is also a ruse.

Eyebrows roared in the balcony of his room, slumped and curled with the swiftness of tears. I don't think he can face all of that. She was so tired in her tears that she fell asleep in her nightmares.

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"Why is my heart so agitated and why does Eyebrow always shadow me?" Riyan who had just fallen asleep seemed to be occupying himself. The shadow of his conversation with Alis while in the cafe was still lingering in his memory. The shadow of Eyebrows as he reminded his past also overshadowed even haunted him. How hard Alis refused about her repeated past story. Even the shadow of Eyebrow that seemed to be grasping at his anger also flashed across him. But Riyan understood, all this time Eyebrow was always able to control himself and bear old wounds alone. But today Eyebrows look different. It looks more fragile.

"Devil!!" Riyan was stunned as he regained consciousness about his memories. The eyebrows that left left him without a word. He even left with his anger. Blame him for opening the old wound when it had not healed, when it was still wet and when justification had not been on his side.

Rushing, Riyan took the keys to his car and ran out of his house. He rubbed his face several times as his heart agitation burst out. He didn't want to imagine more than he had feared.

"I'm sorry Lis, ma'af! Because you have opened your old wounds. I opened it without treating it. Ma'af because I can't be your protector." Ryan hit the driver a few times. Even he looked crazy, the gas pedal continued to be raised until the car drove very fast splitting the streets that looked silent.

"Alice! Open door! Eyebrows! Open it!" Riyan continued banging on the ivory-white wooden door in front of him. His breathing was irregular because he walked in a row earlier.

Several times Riyan banged him but there was no word from the inside, not even the sound of footsteps was heard. Riyan looked riled up, he grew even more frightened. He knew that now the emotions of Eyebrows were unstable.

The sound of the clink of the house glass that broke due to the impact of hard objects. Riyallah. He who was impatient with the situation was reckless to break the window of the house Eyebrow. Let this glass break. After all, tomorrow-tomorrow can be replaced and can be repaired.

Step by step Riyan who seemed to stumble he climbed the stairs in a hurry, until several times he almost slipped.

The house of Eyebrows that had looked dark, now it has returned brightly. His eyebrows were standing in front of his room. He looked surprised to see the arrival of Riyan who hugged him. Eyebrows pinched his hand, he was afraid this was just a dream. But the pain was even more pronounced after he pinched his hand even harder. It means it's not a dream.

While asleep in his balcony, Alis had heard the sound of something breaking in front of his house. He thought there was a thief who entered his house, but it turned out that all was not true, Riyan was the culprit.

Eyebrows just kept quiet without replying to Riyan's embrace. Confused by this, what is it exactly? This hug, it's so warm. The hug she missed so much even this hug that had always protected her and also comforted her. But why did this hug ever disappear. Why is this hug there when the heart wound is gaping without a cure.

His eyebrows trembled, as much as possible he held back his cries. He doesn't want to cry now. Not anymore, he's not weak. It's not that weak. Eyebrows pushed strongly on Riyan's body until the hug came off. Even Riyan's unprepared body seemed to stagger.

Riyan who got the rejection did not escape from her crying. His face was flooded with tears. This was what Riyan was afraid of, the rejection of Eyebrows as he reminded about the people of his past, as he said about his parents' longing for Eyebrows.

"Lis, forgive brother. You used to have no brother by your side when you faced everything. Ma'af!" Riyan with her puffy and reddened eyes looked at Alis with fondling. But the Eyebrows made no sound at all. Even he did not look at her, Alis remained lowered and lowered even deeper.

"Lis, talk to brother, what are you feeling. Tell me what you really feel Lis!" Riyan continued to groan. He shook the shoulder of Alis who was just silently looking down.

Riyan clenched his Eyebrows, slowly his Eyebrows responded to Riyan's decapitation. The cry of Eyebrows he had hidden earlier broke. He could no longer cover this wound. Can't anymore. Let him be weak for a moment.

"Lis, promise me big brother, whatever happens in the future, you have to be strong, you have to tell the same story big brother, you have to share. Don't be like this, you're like a statue but you're alive, you're breathing." Riyan spoke with raucous. He rubbed his face and looked up to ward off the tears that fell in his eyes.

Eyebrows further tighten his hold, he sobbed so bitterly that it even sounded so heartbreaking.

"Lis, I promise you to always share with you, whatever it is." Riyan again asked for what they had once promised.

His eyebrows were silent, he could believe again. But all of that was out of her brother's control. His eyebrows nodded weakly because he was exhausted from crying for too long, so even to say the word 'yes' he was unable to.

"Now, you sleep. You're in the room, brother will accompany you." Pinta Riyan's.

Riyan held onto Eyebrow to enter her room. The eyebrows spread themselves slowly. Then closed his eyes.

Riyan lifted the blanket of Eyebrows to the chest. He looked at the face of Alis who had just closed his eyes. It looked as though Riyan was stroking her hair gently. His little sister who used to be jolly even though quiet and shy, but now grows up to be a very quiet and introverted girl. He was so sorry about all that. But he was helpless, maybe it was his destiny.

Riyan sat back on the sofa near the bed. He also closed his eyes. It felt like his heart was very tired through all this.

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