
Back to the real world...
Bian got a call to return to Indonesia from his mother. As usual there is no rebuttal from the bian, the two immediately prepare everything they need to get to the homeland.
Bian looked at the wallpaper photo on his phone. Photos that have not been changed for a year, even become friends who accompany before going to bed.
"May I meet when I'm in Jakarta?" bian asked himself with the face of the smiling beautiful girl.
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Meanwhile in the other hemisphere...
Shira is confused because the woman who lived with her for several weeks does not appear to be in her house.
Bu Gita disappears when Shira goes to work. Shira worries about the mother's health condition due to her unrecovered memory, fearing she gets lost while walking out.
Nearly an hour into confusion, Shira finally finds a message on a piece of paper handwritten by Bu gita.
"Sir, I'm sorry mom left never had time to leave, mom has been with the mother's family now, soon mother will come back to see you, take care of your health, thank you for taking good care of mom all this time" shira reads the letter that Bu Gita left behind.
Shira breathed a sigh of relief, finally Bu Gita was able to reunite with her family. Lonely feeling again enveloped shira, she was sad because she was back alone in this house. His life is so sad.
"Alone forever" shira's inner scream.
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He was numb, his life was just spent working and working. His body looked thinner and messier. Bian smiled very rarely, he became even colder.
Before long, the plane finally landed at its destination, bian entered the car that had picked him up. Bian watched his surroundings during the trip, over a year he did not return to this country. Not much change has occurred, along the way there are still many memories for him and of course remind him of his shira.
Bian asked the driver to direct his car to an address he indicated. His little heart led him to that place.
The car stops in front of Shira's house. The house had been empty for a long time. There was a feeling of wound appearing in the bian's heart thinking of the beautiful woman occupant of the house earlier.
"Where are you now?" bian muttered.
"Sir, can we continue the journey? from earlier the madam kept calling because we were late to the house" a remark from the driver surprised bian.
"Hmm, all right" said bian flat.
Bian returned to his car, having looked back at Shira's dark old house, which was filled with termites.
Along the way from the house of shira bian's heart grew increasingly unsettled. This is the road he always passes with Shira. Lots of memories are still neatly stored in his memory and are spinning in his mind at this time.
"Shira" muttered bian.
His choice to return to Indonesia made his wounds open again. A year of time that has passed not the slightest can make him move on from shira.
Bian was tormented with his thoughts at this moment. He tried to close his eyes, choose no longer see the crowd out there, will only make the pain in his heart become more so.
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