Sebatang Kara's...

The Captain's Most Beautiful Memories...

POVS. Azame

Two days ago, I spoke with my cousin Adek Putri, she told me that Ani was going to graduation Sunday after tomorrow. We've been docked two days at the port in the Australian city of Sydney.

On Saturday, I was officially sworn in as Captain on the middleman ship where I work. For years I started my career from the ground up. It was bitterly sweet, I felt and I faced it patiently and steadfastly, and I was grateful to have achieved my goal of being captain on the ship I had been working on all this time. After graduating high school, I applied to the cruise service, and Alhamdulillah I was accepted into the service.

As Ani embodies her dream of becoming a scholar, so do I, finally now, I can realize my dream and boast of my parents, even though they are gone. Now I have only one kara, and I have only my uncle, aunt and cousin's sister, the Princess, whom I consider to be my own sister.

I often communicate with her, sometimes I ask Ani, if I miss her. If you say First Love cannot be forgotten, for me it is very true.

I am happy to hear that news. Eventually Ani achieved her goal of becoming a scholar. Anyone who knew Ani would not be able to forget her, her smile and her heartfelt gaze.

Ani was my first love and the first girl I kissed her lips, even now I still remember the most beautiful memories we had in a swivel comedy, the night market. Maybe he had forgotten it, but I couldn't forget it, until now I could still feel his sweet lips that I peed for quite a while.

I am happy and proud to hear his achievements, since I was in school, I have always been proud to know him and be his first love as well, but we were not destined to be together, to live as if we were.

Maybe this is the best thing for us. I asked for a photo of Ani to Putri, and a few minutes later she sent a photo of Ani through her Facebook account.

Her beautiful face that I miss so much, even without a photo I still remember her face. This is different, at this time he is dressed up, and looks more beautiful, because he used to not like dressing up like today, maybe because he was married and wanted to look beautiful in front of his husband.

I saw his eyes, I stroked his face, and I rubbed his lips in the photo, as if I thought he was here, near me.

Oh my heart, why can't you just let go of a love that didn't make it, she's not my soul mate, she belongs to someone else, who might be better than me.

I have sinned in expecting and loving another's wife, but this heart does not want to understand.

I saw her belly begin to bulge, the result of her husband's actions, if I had made her pregnant during the holidays in Sibolga, maybe we were still together and she would have been mine forever, but it was all just a delusion, and it couldn't have happened.

A little bit of my longing was treated by looking at the photo on my phone, then I screen shot right, and I made a profile photo on my phone.

My love Ani, may you be happy always and someday we can meet again..

POV . Ani

Upon our arrival in front of the simple restaurant, we got out of the car and rushed into the restaurant. My husband called the waiter to write our order.

A few minutes later, the waiter came to our seat.

" What do you want?", asked my husband, smiling at me,

" I'm grilled ribs of hot sauce, white rice with perkedel" I said excitedly.

After ordering a different meal to suit each taste, the waiter left us. A few minutes later, the food and drink we ordered was served on the table.

We immediately ate the food in front of us, while joking occasionally, until finally our stomach felt full and satisfied.

After paying the food and drink bills at this modest restaurant, we rushed towards the house...

Seriate....