
Okay, time to tell a story. I can't keep anything like this much longer. The boy was getting bigger and there was no way Raziq would be around on earth any longer. Poor thing. I don't sleep until sunrise
again and Azria just woke up at 9 am.
“Morning darl’. “_ said.
“Morning beib.. no coffee ok? We don't know yet what effect caffeine has on debay.”_.
“Iya.. do not want it too, do not know even what it wants.. ‘ already so I do not nausea severe nausea huh? Well. not that I want it..”_ he added again.
Ahh. I have to talk. Yep. I'll talk now, wait for the right time when? What is the right time or not?.
“Ri.. I want to talk to you about Raziq, can you?”_ said slowly, I prepared to hear a reaction like yesterday. Hysterical and full of drama. But no, Azria turned around and took a seat next to me. He held my hand and looked at me in the shade.
“So this is ‘interrupt your mind all this time Hyangku dear?” “Finally you can't stand it too huh? Haha... anyways lo whoaa who taught secret secret play to me anyway?!” the intonation is soft and does not seem the slightest forerunner of hysteria. Ummm.. Should I feel. ok with this?_
“Lo really calm ‘Ri denger I call Raziq?”_ even silly my question ‘kan be.
“Hahaha.. Hyang, we are soulmate, lo it's ‘already like me the other, the difference lo diem stone I'm chatty like an artist!?”_ again he calms down guys. I who heard this was a little bit strange. confused should be grateful or panic?!.
“The True Azria Princess!! I've been hard-earned youh so far want to say something about Raziq.” half-glazed me while my eyes blinked not clear. “Bumil can't lie loh.. pamali!!” selorohku
any more.
“Hahahaha.. yaaa, do not need to snack also times!? Hyaaang.. Hyang, you memorize the entire universe of the universe right upper left below twisting 7 or so whichever way but you do not memorize also the same habit lo
rummaging while brewing hah?!”_ answer is long.
Wait.. what? Lv? Pissing while crumpling? Delirious mean?? Is that it? Waduh...what has he heard?._
“How to ‘Ri?”_ askaku kepo.
“Think a lot, I also forget a little, but after yesterday you said there is Raziq what it is, I concluded all and I think I understand deh.. diantaranyalo said Raziq's name and you apologized to him, continued
alluding about ortu and about debay this has rights.What rights do I not understand..what rights does Hyang?”_ obviously while asking
Ok guys. this is it. Time for the truth. Whatever that means. Sigh!!.
“When am I in shock with crazy lo anyway?!” reply
“Ok.. so gini, when Raziq left, I let out my emotions that I did not know would be as fatal Ri, for God's sake. “_ original deg-an me!?
“Hah?? Hahahaha... Heh Rahyang Kirana Oncomiwatih!! Since when are humans given the right to ‘nya people's lives?! Raziq is dead because ‘emang his contract in the world is finished, STUPID!! Hahahaha..” Azria chuckles
and don't forget to shake my head soft. I was surprised a little by his reaction, honestly. But also grateful and a little loose again the burden in my heart. Alhamdulillahot.. Azria is an angel. His heart is pure. Thank you Lord.
“Hahahaaa. yes yes ‘Ri.. maybe it is an unlucky coincidence..but still, I’m sorry for your lost ok dear? And please do not ever worried.. I will always be here for you.”_ “And about that, as soon as Raziq left, his spirit came over and over again in my dream Ria. dai said he regretted having reacted that way, and it was not his intention to point out a strange accusation to you. He knew exactly who the child was and he just wanted to think for a moment. Then, he sent a message about the boy. He wants his parents to know about your child, and how, that child is their grandson who must be recognized. Must get his rights. As soon as he said ‘Ri.”-I lowered my head
say all this and take his hand. Azria just looked back and her eyes started to look glassy and let out a long sigh before finally turning her eyes to the stomach and then answering me,
“I don't need all that Hyang. I don't need anyone's confession, not because of anger or anything. But let this child be mine. I'm fine with Raziq reacting like yesterday.
which we didn't plan. One ‘error’ .. is fine. Besides, I don't want to add to the problem of seeking a confession. Not necessarily that easy business..This has been 4 months, and throughout our time together, none of our parents know? Can we just come and show this and then the problem is over? Will you be greeted with a big thanksgiving party?? Huh! I'm lazy Hyang.my parents will react whatever I do not athu and I don't want to know.the school that I left this month since my stomach can no longer hide, I can no longer hide, it was only a matter of days before papa came and raged over the complaints of the school.I dizzy Hyang, dizzy with just imagining it. especially if it had to be added to the others. Never mind.. Lahula
Hyang.. que sera, sera.. that's it..”_ the answer is long, slow and very emotionally restraining as well as mind load. I couldn't say anything about kagi other than to hug her and absorb her heartache. It’s the last thing I can do. Absorb her pain's. Empaths.
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Another day went on as usual, and yes, Azria's father went on a rampage. He kicked Azria out of the house. Mama Azria comes home and takes Azria away to her grandmother's place. I can't block them and I don't have any
the choice is better. And from that moment on, Azria's house we never went to again. We disperse. I'm back to being the old Hyang. The occupant of the corner room on the second floor of my parents' house. I spent the day again
my day is silent and busy with my own world. A world that no other human being has. The window of my human world is only through the increasingly sophisticated internet. New social networking models are popping up. Some I have, some don't. The social networks that I have friends with and some networks contain a variety of people from many parts of the world.
Without feeling I'm in third grade and only a few months away from graduating. I can catch up on all the lagging during the truancy and my grades are all high. So there's no problem in this part. I followed some
try out the college entrance exam and my choice fell in high school majoring in secretary. I don't know what's on my mind. Choosing a major that will make me have to deal with many foreigners. Stupid timing. I go to college, work and get out of the house. Maybe that's the real reason. And secretarial jobs are the most common and widely available in the working world later. InsyaAllah.. moreover I am fluent in foreign languages ‘kan? Hehe.. .
I miss Azria, tucked between thousands of other senses and my inner thoughts. I graduated now. Stayed a month before I officially became a college kid. The baby sister must have been born and big by now. about an annual maybe. Must be beautiful like my inner mother. I was enjoying coffee in my room. Now the student is, can the style of adults spend time. The gun was beautiful, blue darkened with a tinge of orange like a paintbrush painted on the left right.
I feel like I'm raving, right? My writing all this time is not clear where it leads. Excuse me. I miss Azria. Terribly. He really is like my benefactor in this life. I can't write like that anymore. Not tonight. Not when my misses flood like this. Not when I can't track her down like this. I don't know what number I can call. I don't know the address. I'm totally blind about my Azria. Excuse me. Off for a while.