Small Stars For Faila

The great secret of Mohan

After looking for a job a few times, I finally got a job, enough to add money to my income. Because I decided to live independently and did not want to depend on the old man's money and possessions.

Today, I chose to study behind a big tree in the park in front of the Campus

Because of my busy work part-time, I missed a lot of courses, luckily Tari always noted that if I didn't get in, she would record it and give it to me.

 Dari lent me her laptop, because she went to her parents' house, her father asked her to come home because there was a family event, no Dance my best friend, no dancing, it makes me not excited, though,

Because I was lazy there were no friends, I chose to sit behind a large tree in the campus yard, enjoying the breeze, while doing the task.

I felt very sleepy, because I came home the night from work, the gentle breeze made me sleepy, I closed my eyes and fell asleep and put the headset into this ear, she said, as if listening to music while studying, on the thing, I'm actually a pretty bobo, I let the laptop open its screen. So the effect is that I'm learning. But only then did this close and begin to fall asleep, there was a voice that troubled me;

“Do not force yourself, you will not be able, because the ability does not get there, you and your mother, only the troublemaker in my house,” said the voice.

“I'll do it Kak ‘ I'll prove to you that I'm capable,” someone said.

“What can …!? Stop before you regret. Don't you just have no money?  because you chose to stop your pocket money? So learn to live independently from now on and jagan depend life on others!”

 It seemed like an older brother, was scolding the younger brother, more like mocking his younger brother and wanting to chase him away.

“ I will try, Brother,” said someone else behind the voice, like a jackass who politely supports the accusation of the brother.

I don't want to get caught, so I'm silent and don't want to peek.

But my curiosity arose ,  when the laptop screen of the Dance Of position was reflecting the image of two people who were again tense and one of them was a person I knew Mohan.

I shifted my position to take more shelter behind the big tree. Not wanting to be caught listening to their quarrels, maybe he will feel ashamed of me, because I know the secret of his family. I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep again.

Suddenly there was a hand that patted my shoulder, I did not turn my head or was surprised because I knew it was Mohan.

“Ngapain Fai?” Mohan asked cheerfully as if nothing had happened.

“Sleep here,”I pretend to be indifferent, I don't want him to be embarrassed because I heard his fight with his stepbrother.

Sleeping in your room, sleeping in the park, let people see Yes,” he joked, his face flat, guyonan forced to be funny at the end sound crisp and stiff , ' he said , unlike the usually cheerful Mohan .

I still close my eyes, I screw him.

His hand opened the hearing set that closed my door with his face staring seriously into my eyes,  with a squatting position facing me as if we were doing a profanity stunt behind the big tree.

“Do you hear everything,” ask with your own eyes.

“Iya “my answer is short

I closed my eyes back with a cry, acting as if I didn't care, I saw the disappointed look on Mohan's face.

Seeing Mohan's face that close for the first time made me a little uncomfortable feeling the atmosphere was so hot and sultry and I closed my eyes again, for a few seconds I could still feel a warm breath from his nose, he was still pecking in front of my face, I don't know what he saw from this face, I don't know because, these eyes are closed.

 Even I could still feel a warm breath, strangely enough, I had instead let her face be that close to me, if it was usually just looking at her from afar,  I'm starting to itch her nabokin-in-your-face.

But this time, I feel that she's just like the old me, , wrap up all the problems and consider it all good and always be cheerful.   Though in the heart very hurt and fragile, loneliness, heartache. But she doesn't want to be known by others, or there's no one else she can trust to share her feelings with. It hurts so much to be carried on my own just like I do.

“Ah, shit,”he's desperate

“Fai …! call him after he has been silent for some time “Are you disappointed in me?”

“For what?” my answer is still indifferent

“Because I'm not who you think I am,” his face and ears suddenly red, maybe feel ashamed.

“Sometimes, what we see , not everything is true and no human being is perfect,” I said still position blindfolded.

“Yes, but you did all that, right?”

“Yes, but fortunately for me, I am not the type of person who likes to dictate to someone and correct the shortcomings of others,   because I feel I have far more flaws and weaknesses, so take it easy .. I'm not the type of woman whose pail is leaking,” I said

“She's my stepbrother.”

 Mohan started the story even though I didn't ask, I was casual, committed to my own words, not a woman who likes to be cool, even though the type of person who wants to know everything is wearing warm even.

Hearing him mention stepbrother actually makes me a little surprised and warm-wearing kepo.

But I was relaxed, so that Mohan could tell a quiet story without any burden.

Because Mohan is the type of person who does not want to be in love and the type of person who keeps secrets about his family,  if we show enthusiasm and care for him, he will not want to tell.

With my indifferent attitude coldly on the situation at that moment, he finally told me everything.

“He always wanted me out of the house, he thought it belonged to his family me and my mother as if they were parasites to them.”

This time he stopped telling her, he fell silent, I could see there was a pile of sadness in his heart, maybe it had been a long time in the quiet, I could see,  I hope he tells her all for his own good and for the sake of reducing the burden on his heart, because I know what it's like for Mohan.

I glanced at her, her gaze empty and hollow, I opened the earphones that closed my telig, showing my sympathy to her I said to her indirectly

 ‘Tell me friend’ I'm ready to be a listener because what you feel it I also feel it even more’ I'm grounded.

He caught a glimpse of my actions and he continued his story with a faint smile.

“I envy you Fai.”

“What's wife? You mocked me or you want to be like me,” I said ketus.

I said of one thing, if the man was no different from me always cheerful when it was just a pretense or a lie. Mohan and I save our own grief and enjoy the wounds of the heart to accept the injustice of destiny.

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