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I have been in my hometown for two days. My goal is to come here to visit my dear father and om hehehe, besides that I also want to calm down to get a clear mind. Because if our minds are clear we can make wise decisions.

I still feel my heart at this moment. Between widows or receiving tips from mas haris. If to come back with mas dzaky it will never, for me if a man has ever cheated will definitely repeat it again. Because sin is like a shabu that makes the wearer opium.

Dersik (a wind design) caressed my skin because it could penetrate the clothes I was wearing, flying to the right and to the left of the robe and hijab I was wearing . Very cool, soothing and reconciling.

I walked down this beach full of memories. I used to walk together with him (mas reyhan) each other desperately fostering hope to be together until old age but it was just a mere wishful thinking after the reality that took it from my grasp.

Right now I'm walking alone just befriending his shadow . After he met me the other day at the cafe, I had decided to completely ditch the hope we had been building. Yes I no longer wish he was alive, this is destiny. My destiny with him was over when he left this world. I should have dashed that hope long ago and allowed it to calm down in a new realm.

Maybe because I feel too deeply for her, maybe because I was expecting too much from other than Allah, it was very difficult to mengikhlaskan when I had belonged to someone else mas rey's sister who was none other than my ex-husband, dzaky. But still I still often wish that he was alive and that we could be together one day.

It was my sin as a wife so dzaky so I don't blame her too much when she cheated a few times. It is the result of what I planted.

(On this beach is the beginning of our separation first, on this beach also I let you go and calm down in your new nature. I promise to live happily here . Goodbye my soul mate.) Murmuring cyista while staring at the expanse of sea water that rolled into waves, he stood on the same rock as he was here with reyhan at that time.

After being satisfied alone on the beach Cistapun home. Now he is gathering with his father, hom herman , aunt tya and his cute cousin salsa and does not miss hito. Mr. Nino was returning to his house which was only 100 meters north of the house of the cysta father.

He trusts his employees for the next few days. Actually, he could have let Pak nino stay in bandung and supervise all his efforts but cyista also felt sorry because pak nino had not returned home for a long time must be kangen with his wife and children, he said, even though every two months his wife must visit bandung to let go of longing.

Sometimes cysts are jealous of the harmony of the family of Pak nino, want it to feel like he has a faithful husband and mutual understanding like pak nino and his wife but maybe God has not allowed me to achieve it.

"Where, son, are you sure of the decision you're going to make?"

"It's dad, God willing."

"May he be the soul mate God has destined for you son."

"Amen. Just doain's the best for daddy's cysts."

"I don't miss tomorrow if salsa to bandung take salsa to transstudio ya."

"okay."

"Keep to the zoo, continue to want to the place where there is a hobit house that you know, kak cyista know right?"

"Well my servant princess will take you wherever the princess wants to go, hehehehehe."

"good. Papa can't forbid me you know, I have to refreshing pa. I'm bored at home and look at the garden again, Hehehe. So tomorrow if we go to bandung mending papa with mama make me a little sister, yes, I'm the same brother cista,oke!!"

"Bikin' sister?" sela auntya who was shocked by the words of her daughter who just turned 5 years old.

"Yes mah. Papa said the sister was made with papa and mama."

"Mas."

"Hehehe✌✌✌."

Everyone in that place laughed. I am happy because my household is harmonious like this. Moreover, auntya is a super kind and loving woman. He always thought of me as his first child.

Meanwhile, in a different place, he was restless waiting for the answer he would give.

Nayanika (beautiful eyes full of charm) who was on him made me miss. Those eyes made me unable to turn to look at her. If only the eyes were lawful to me, then I would look at him with love and affection at all times, never would I turn away a piece of stuff from those beautiful eyes. Since when have I been this romantic? Hihihihi amused himself acutely. Ever since I knew him I have been a poet, hehehehehe. Love can change everything.

"Cista may you be willing to be my makmum, to go hand in hand with me to reach His heaven." The word haris when looking at the beautiful eyes of the cyst in the photo. The photo he stole when he accidentally met for the second time with a cyst the first time.