Past For Future's

Launching a new novel "Joy Fajarini"

Hello everyone how are you?🤗

The author has good news for all of you. Today, Author's latest work is launching under the title "Joy Fajarini"

Stop by straight away guys. Don't forget to continue to support the work of author NoerHBJ 🤗

Greetings to my friends & family & friends ___️

Look, the blue sky with white clouds like cotton looks beautiful. A group of seagulls were moaning in the distance. Sea water seems to sparkle reflecting the light of Earth's satellites. Rows of neatly embedded mangroves make everyone feel in their own world when lonely.

I again pressed the sand I solidified to form a house. I hummed as I imagined how happy I was to build a house that would not collapse in the waves. Fifteen minutes went by, I really enjoyed my time. Not moving since dusk. Though I only want to enjoy forty-seven seconds of beautiful love of the sky for twilight, but instead stuck.

I looked over, there was someone who threw me with a small coconut. But not hard, not sick. It just surprised me a little. I put on Sangar's face, preparing to chase after the pitcher. I was running around on a small stretch of sand. Without footwear the sensation is pleasant. Only a fool would wear sandals on this cozy sand. I laughed cheerfully while carrying the sandals that had been prepared to throw the man.

Harder hinted his hand for me to stop chasing. I still finished my chuckle before Tegar held onto his chest. Oh, my God, not now. That prayer I always say when it's loud like this.

"Are you okay?" ask me. Hardcore just nods a sign he's fine.

He's Rigid. Mahameru Rigid. The man of the last eleven always misses my love, becomes the dawn of my weapons, and becomes my joyful. Hardness that keeps me strong. I wouldn't be tough without Stiff. Record it.

"Ra papah, yes." Tegar shook his head then took my hand. His weakness. Tegar has a heart defect since birth. There is no other way but a heart transplant. Besides being difficult, he also continued to refuse. Transplantation does not guarantee one hundred percent he will be cured. For that he chose to stick with conditions like this. The most important thing is that I was always next to him, he said.

"We're home, Ra. It's malem." I nodded with a smile. Almost every day I was with Tegar even though sometimes only had time to see a few seconds of twilight charm. Tegar always protested when I whined I wanted to go to the beach to see the twilight. "Your name should be Gembira Senjani, open Gembira Fajarini. Have you seen the dawn?" I chuckled because at this time the sentence was spoken again from the mouth of the Rigid.

"Sampe home straight shower huh, Ra." Tegar took off his trunks. I snatched the bag lying on the sand after I chuckled in response to Hardcore.

drrrrt drrrt

My phone rang displaying Sukma's name on the phone screen. I took a deep breath before finally pressing the green button to lift it. I used to be this way, nervous when Sukma called me all of a sudden. He's also my best friend and stern. The difference is Sukma became our best friend when he was sitting in college. Me and Tegar were far away before. Now Sukma is traveling his S2 outside the city, so add pinter he said.

"Hello!!" I greet.

"How are you, Ra?" Sukma looked cheerful from across there.

"I'm just as stern. How's your S2?" I was a little relieved when Sukma just asked me the news.

"Strong Mas mulu!!" Sukma was heard laughing cheerfully in response to my protest.

"So gini, Ra...."

"Please see Mas Kukuh home at what time, who's home, peek at him again what, don't forget also to take his laundry, Mastin Mas Steady his body is still the same, not too fat and not too thin, and ingetin Mas Kukuh for Ngabarin Sukma. Karna Ra is a neighbor of Sukma's future husband, his best friend Ra." I've memorized out of my head about how possessive Sukma is to Mas Kukuh.

I ended the call. Back to walking with Hardcore. The car was parked 30 meters from where I was sitting. Hardcore does not like to embrace my shoulder like other couples when walking. Just holding hands. No exaggeration. But maybe someone else thinks we're overreacting. Because almost every day we were together, since eleven years ago.

"Quite monitored, Ra. Don't have to be so desperate. Don't be weird either."

"Ra just saw the Rigid in this world. The rest are just figurants. Ra loves Toy." Harder pinched my cheek angrily.

"I love you too, Ra."

Rigid pressed the gas pedal and prepared to cut through the hustle and bustle of the city. I looked at him in the dimness of the night. The fleeting lights of the lamp shone on his face that was deeply embedded in my memory. I looked out the window, not forgetting I was wondering. If Tegar had revealed the love between us, if I had not suffered bad luck at that time, if only, and if. There are many more I wish.

"Sampe the front of the elevator or the front door?" ask when you get to the basement. I'm shaking. Enough to get here. He smiled then got down and opened the car door for me. Like the princess. Always has. And I hope to be my prince.

"Ra go upstairs first, Mr. Toy." Rigid nodded then shrunk the tip of my head. As usual. It's just that this year I feel so sinful.

Hardcore's car sped off me. I wave. Just a few steps I was a little surprised when I saw the man who also just got out of the car. I smiled, the man too. I chose to walk ahead of him. It's been a year. Keeping a big secret that somehow timed will surely be revealed. I'm still tight-lipped. Choose to be quiet because I don't know how to deal with everything. I told you already. I am a Happy who also has problems living like other humans.

I swung my footsteps towards my apartment on the sixth floor. I'm tough with Tegar. And now I must firmly bear the responsibilities and problems of my life. I asked when it would all end? but it ended tragically. Neo, my beloved fish was accidentally knocked over and trampled by the man I just greeted with a smile.

Night light. Light spits on the sidelines. Earth's satellite is showing its charm to the world. As if to show that it is the brightest tonight, the most charming, and also the most faithful to accompany those who dissolve in daydreams, in romance, and many more.

"Dek, this is Mas bawain martabak kecap." I turned my head and enthusiastically received the martabak parcel and there was a bird kecap penguin also in the plastic. My favorite food I will not miss.

"Thank you, Mom."

"Don't sleep at night." I nodded in response to his word.

I will take you to dive into my story that is very ambiguous and full of selfishness. Everyone will blame me and think of me as a selfish woman who will win by herself. Actually no, it's just that I can't tell you the truth right now.

The night is late. May tomorrow at sunrise, when its light trails the edges of the city's glass pines, may all troubles be lessened a little. No grandiose, just a little.