SECOND FATHER

Eps 25's

I stared at the entire expanse of grass with sparkling eyes enjoying the wind blowing against my face. I stood up to challenge the wind that kept bending the hairdresser I was surging upwards.

Not long ago Aunt Mira came to bring a cold drink and put on a wooden table with a wall of tenuous rooms and a roof of weeds neatly woven.

" Drink first Angel! You can also enjoy nature from here."

Said Aunt Mira and I approaching her.

" I've never seen a place so exciting ! Is this your first time visiting this place too?"

I asked and sipped on a red cold drink.

" No! Aunty has known for a long time that Auntie also often comes here just to get tired just in case she is not comfortable like you!"

The look on Aunt's face seemed to be laughing at me laughing at her and now we're laughing together.

The hot atmosphere did not bore me being here, a recreation place that looks like a hill with tall trees as well as a natural scenery that I rarely see and probably almost never . The heat of the sun made my warm impression with Aunt Mira, both laughing freely and occasionally we sing when one of the vocalists sing a song from a small stage that looks so beautiful .

" You want to try it?"

Ask Aunt for a few moments while the song is sung.

I shook with shame.

" Why?"

" Let Aunt hear for the first time without those you know!"

Aunt kept persuading me until Aunt's right hand told me I wanted to join them . Yes, three of them and two of them hold musical instruments.

" Aunty ! Angel's shy."

" You do it a lot in school, don't you? You just think of this as a rehearsal for your language month!".

Aunt Mira kept encouraging me and finally I ventured to try singing in public is true, said Aunt Mira, no one knows me but her.

" Aunty sure you're a regular!".

Aunty spirit comes into my body a spirit that my parents never gave me, maybe they are too busy with their activities and lives so I have to be a mediator in my own ego.

I walked towards the stage with two people holding musical instruments as well as one vocalist who smiled warmly as he greeted me. I received a microphone from a man wearing a black shirt with one button on the top open.

I whispered discussing for a moment looking for the title of the song as well as the right tone for my voice .

" Sister ? Please help me in case I forget the tone."

My request is friendly to that man.

I sat up straight enjoying the music before a tone came in which I could start to make a sound. Blowing wind in hot weather is quite good when the song I choose with a tone tempo is not too fast.

I saw Aunt Mira sitting and waiting for my voice to sound melodious with music that was chanting . She smiled warmly with shady eyes looking at me , her lips continued to curl and the occasional camera phone Aunt Mira pointed towards me and immediately my cheeks were embarrassed because of the behavior of Aunt Mira who may be the first time I showed talent in front of my family .

" This song is for him who is struggling with his inner self ! I hope she lives happily without covering up any more of the wounds she has in her heart ."

" Be happy, you great woman who always smiles without complaining ."

My lips curled at the shade of Aunt Mira and I started to get in the first lyrics.

Some of the visitors seemed cool to enjoy their lunch, some of them also looked at me with lips that sang along even though they did not hear his voice.

Until the last lyrics I saw how the pupil of Aunt Mira held something that was about to fall but as much as possible on the seka so as not to fall on the cheeks when warm with clear skies and I hope he nor do I live like the sky untouched by dark clouds.