Rismawanda Violin

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"Risma, take good care of yourself here huh."

"Why are you evil as I am Wanda? You said we'd be friends forever. Why did you have to leave me here?"

"I'm sorry, Ris, it's not my heart's intention to break our promise of friendship. But circumstances forced me to renege on the promise of companionship we made" a man named Wanda told her friend.

"I can't lose you Wanda, you're my best friend. Remember, how we went through the day together all this time."

At that time, tears could no longer be held back. The beautiful girl spilled all the tears that she could bear.

"I'm sorry, it's impossible for me to survive alone in this city. I have to follow where my parents are, because I can't live alone."

The man wiped away the tears spilled from the clear eyes of the beautiful girl who was his best friend at this time.

"Don't cry Risma, even if we're far away, we're still good friends. It won't change the friendship between us, no matter how far we're at."

"It won't be the same Wanda, when you're here with you there isn't. Everything will be much different" said the girl, crying.

"Wait for me to return Risma. I promise, I'll come see you here."

The man hugged his best friend tightly. The girl returned the embrace of her best friend, with a hug that was no less tight.

"I will return" said the man.

"The distance won't separate the friendship we've been in for years" the man said.

"Young master, can we leave now? Because the Madam and Mr. already want to leave now," said the driver.

"Wait a minute!" wanda said as she let go of her best friend's embrace.

"Risma, I have to go now. Promise me you'll be fine here. I'll be back as soon as possible" Wanda said as she left.

Risma's hand held Wanda's. Risma hand to release the hand of Wanda sahabtnya.

"Goodbye Risma," said Wanda Lirih as she continued to step up.

.....

Under a very shady fig tree. A girl is playing her favorite violin with full of passion.

He closed his eyes while continuing to swipe his favorite violin. Without looking left and right, his hands continued to play with great skill.

Sad and sad, that is what is described from the violin that the girl is playing.

Unaware of the girl. Two pairs of eyes are watching the girl's game with full of fantasy.

In fact, one of the two pairs of eyes, involuntarily spilled a clear liquid from the corner of his eye.

Finishing the violin, the girl received a very lively applause from the two spectators whom she did not invite.

The girl felt a little shocked, as she listened to the applause of the two onlookers not in the shrimp. He immediately opened his eyes that were initially closed tightly.

"Congratulations Risma, the sound of your violin successfully makes your eyes sore again" said Syima.

Risma did not answer the words of her cousin. He just smiled guiltlessly at his cousin's sister.

"When have you been here?" risma said to her two cousins.

"Udah came from the beginning you played the violin. But you never realize whatever is around you, if you are already cool with your violin," said Wira.

"So, you came without a sound, so I did not feel your presence" said Risma with a flat face.

"Once we make a sound, we will not be able to listen to the tone that touches the heart again dong," said Syima.

"Siiip, true one hundred percent," said Wira as she lifted her thumb.

Risma just shook her head, when she saw her two cousins who mutually confirmed their words to each other.

"Where are you going Ris?" wira said when she saw her cousin's sister getting up from the seat.

"You go home" said Risma briefly in a flat voice.

"Lho, is the game over?" said Syima.

"Udah," said Risma.

"I want to see you play again" said Wira.

"Udah afternoon brother, want to go home," said Risma while making her step.