Sad Boy With Tomboy Girl

the wet back

Like the moon, alone but glowing, that's what I see from you.

It radiates happiness to anyone and you forget about yourself.

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Enjoying the dark night with a breeze on the balcony upstairs which always Dhira enjoy his solitude when the occupants of the house are asleep.

But tonight he's not alone, there's still a man with him. When the man decided to stay longer at Dhira's house.

Moments ago they accompanied dinner and played with Alex, before finally Alex was tired and sleepy.

sitting cross-legged in a long chair next to him who was also sitting quietly enjoying the dark night and accompanied by two cups of warm chocolate.

" Can I ask.?" revan said with a look at the sweet woman next to him, who was still faithfully staring at the night sky.

" What.?" dhira replied without looking at Revan.

" Are you alone.?" he asked carefully, glancing at Revan as the man needed an answer.

Smiled and returned to face the moonless night sky at this moment.

" Maybe God loves you so much that he took it away from me" Dhira replied with a look back on her father's death and how heartbroken she was.

" Is he sick."

" Yes, the two years I took care of him worked hard to earn money hoping that he would recover" he replied with a heavy breath.

" Maybe he was tired of his treatment or pitying his daughter who was too tired when she came home from work" he said with eyes that began to look.

It's sensitive for Dhira to talk about her father that Dhira never told anyone, but tonight somehow he just told the guy he just knew and felt comfortable sharing his story with.

Staring upwards to hold back the tears that were about to fall and wet her cheeks, it felt like she did not want to show her fragility to the man beside her.

Seeing the woman beside him feeling fragile and holding back tears to not fall made him know if Dhira needed a backrest for him to share his story.

Deflecting Dhira's body, it shifted backwards to get a little closer to him.

" If you need to lean back and share your story with me" Revan said without seeing Dhira staring at him.

A little while Revan waited for Dhira to lean back and a little surprised as he was about to turn to his position, Dhira's head was already stuck to Revan's back.

Unable to hold his tears as he misses his father, spilling all his complaints on Revan's back by crying bitterly and wetting Revan's clothes to penetrate his skin.

This woman is really sad and fragile, she tries to be strong in front of anyone until no one knows if she really needs a backrest.

" I'm strong for my sister's sake, but I'm fragile when everyone leaves me." said Ms. Dhira in tears.

" I hate Him who leaves his husband forsake his children because he cannot live without money, ashamed that his husband is bankrupt, ashamed of having a disabled child, and ashamed that his husband is paralyzed." dhira said again with a clenched hand

Not wanting to ask more because it would be painful for Dhira, it was better for him to shut up and hear all the complaints of Dhira

the heart of which child is not broken and is distressed by the circumstances that so torment him.

Caring for a father who had a stroke, caring for his autism brother (Special Needs Child) and not to mention having to work until night.

Two years he experienced it all without complaining, without mercy and without getting tired.

She was a tough woman, at the time when she should have gone to college and pursued her ideals Dhira willingly stopped not to go to college because she had such a big responsibility.

No matter when he was despised and away from his best friend, he did not care what was bullyan about his friend when he was still sitting in the third grade. All he cared about was his father and brother, only those Dhira cared about.

Crying long enough on Revan's back until he began to sit back into his original position by lowering his head and removing the remaining tears.

Just like Dhira did when he no longer felt the head of Dhira leaning on his back.

Staring fixedly as he was still faithful by lowering his head and wiping away the tears.

" Thank you for the support" Dhira said, staring at Revan. " I'm sorry for getting your clothes wet" she said, feeling a little guilty

" It's okay" replied Revan. "If you still need it again I will be ready" Revan said with a look on his back, making Dhira smile and nod slightly.

" It's late, I'm home huh" said Revan in a nod by Dhira and standing together.

get down from the top floor to take Revan to the front of his house. Riding his bike, wearing a helmet.

" Don't sleep at night" Revan said as he was about to run his bike.

" Hmm, be careful on the road" said Dhira and nod by Revan and rubbed Dhira's head with a smile and made Dhira smile, turn on the motor and walk at medium speed.

Staring at Revan's departure from his home until invisible, he makes a smile and returns to the house.

Locking the turnstile into the house and locking the door. Go upstairs, to go to the room that he has arranged neatly and full of memory in the room there.

Photo studio, full of photos of him with dad and Alex. Photos where his father was still healthy, dashing and handsome.photo Alex with the father who played the piano and played in the garden in the afternoon while still in the elite house.

And she kept a picture of the father one last time as he sat in a wheelchair smiling and in a fire with his two children.

Take one photo of her father that she took with her own shot and sit on the sofa by the window.

Two years I kept it all by myself, never sharing it with anyone but looking at a picture of my father. But this time the man gave me a backrest to share my grievances with her" he said softly by wiping a photo of his father.

You know yah.! I feel relieved at this time. Leaning on the shoulder of the same man exactly as the shoulder of the father. Dad's shoulder always makes Dhira feel comfortable and warm." she said again by hugging her father's photo and smiling as she was relieved at this time.

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Thank you you guys are still loyal to the lizard.😊😊