Small Stars For Faila

When the heart beats in another heart

Mohan and I were still sitting under the big tree, telling a lot, suddenly the hatred for Mohan was reduced replaced by a thumping feeling in the chest.

Hate it, as if it's gone out of my mind.

“Salut to you, in a sense …. You can be independent, without expecting your grandfather's help, but you choose work rather than asking for your grandfather and your brother,” Mohan said.

"When your grandfather was rich and his restaurant was everywhere but you chose to work for others that made me wonder also to you actually, Fai.”

Mohan justifies his sitting position makes a way to sit relaxed.

“I'm sorry to keep bothering you all this time, I want to study independently like you, work while in college without having to beg the family who always thought me wrong" Mohan looked at me with a sad eye.

"Because in their eyes ….  I'm an illegitimate child and always whatever I do is never right in their eyes.

I always blame my mother why I had to be born to a woman who grabbed the husband of people ‘Pelakor.” Mohan looks very sad.

"What happened in your house?" My toot.

"Seeing they always fight because I frustrate me, my stepbrother who always blames me makes me lose confidence,” said Mohan he told me all about himself.

Why can't my dad appreciate what I'm doing? Why does my mom always force me to get involved in my dad's company. Why didn't my brother accept me as their sister. Is all this my fault?” He told me at length I just heard him.

“Maybe your question was a celebration for me too, but unfortunately it was,” I said.

Suddenly his cloudy face had changed and now that gaze was focused on me he was like waiting for me to continue my life story as well.

‘But sorry, I don't want to do that I don't want to m

“Fai, have you ever missed them I mean your parents?”  his face looks hearty.

“It used to be, but now no longer, I'm used to my own life,” I put those earphones back into stuffing my egg hole a sign I don't want them discussed.

“How about your grandfather and your brother, aren't they important?"

hearing that I was a little shocked and touched on the two people were grandfather and Hendro.

Making me want to be angry, I put on my cold face and turned my face away.

“Are you hungry?”  I asked to divert the conversation.

Mohan is an understanding person, seeing me put on such a cold face, he understands that I don't want to share stories with him about my family

“Alright then” install a retreat from his celebration.

“Oh yes Fai, are you angry about my confession earlier?”

“Which one?” I asked - I didn't know

“It's about following, mu.”

“Oh, after you admit it I'm not angry. Because I thought you were troubling me like that, because you wanted to take revenge with Frans and punish me back,”

Long time it feels like we told a long story with Mohan, time quickly passed, hunger can forget just like that, to the point that we missed out on our courses as well,

I don't know how many pairs of eyes that were staring at us both passed by, passed by us, not knowing what was on their minds, a pair of women and men were alone behind a big tree for hours. Why cobo?”

Hungry, Mohan and I continued to sit by the shady lake and carry the food in the box we ordered in the campus cafeteria

We were right – to be accrap at that time our quarrel with mohan like tom and jeri stop first or frisk first tomorrow further again maybe,  maybe we'll stop fighting forever.

By late afternoon, I went into the girls' dorm room and Mohan came home. It turns out that Tari is already sitting in the news with a sour look like Tiri's mother who lost Bh's rope.

His hands were folded in his chest, I thought that there was a problem in his family as usual, if he went home to his parents,  home he must have brought a thousand wounds and the tip of the end is wrapped with the tagisan already ritual every time he went home to his parents.

Because Tari has Stepmother who according to the story .his stepmother has two faces and her tongue is like a snake. Wah can be sure it is very horror with two-faced and venomous tongue

He said in front of Tari. he would be good, but after that, would impale him on his father, and every time he met his father was always a fight that happened.

So Lestari Permana prefers to stay in the dormitory at the university than at his house which he thinks his house is like hell.

“Wah Great dance well, already know how it feels hell means when you die later you are not surprised again donk because uda know what it feels like in hell, hell,” chandaku at that time, again he told the story of his stepmother, such as the title of the Netron Indonesia ‘Kejamnya Tiri’ mother

Back to this moment he polled me with his worrisome round eyes

“What …?"

“You are yes, instead of college even dating sosor –sosoran,” he said.

Looks like a mother who is scolding her son who skipped college, because of dating. Dari put on a face that looks scary, instead of scary, it looks funny.

“What the hell is it, Tar?” my question is not understood.

He showed me the group cating line.to me,

the Japanese-made app was again a trend among students at the time,  with its distinctive sound and like emojis provided make this wechat so in the interest of students.

My eyes were almost out, when I saw a pair of lovers seen doing indecent things under a shady tree.

Mohan's stern body stared at my face in position, like taking a swipe to give me a kiss that again closes her eyes beautifully and elegantly with long hair in a breeze blow - poi.

“Camera smart,” I said amazed.

“Not so Tar,” I have not had time to explain and defend himself, he to furiously and cut my explanation with his round eyes bulging.

“Not, how the heck Fai proof that you are again sosor-sosoran, soan ama Mohan,” said Tari

“Crazy you,” my screams ticklish.

“Keep what donk yag happened?" He lowered the volume of his anger.

“ Mohan, he just ventured want to be independent want to find cooperation kayak me,” I said explained.

“Eat him from tomorrow he wants to work with me and study together."

“Oh really?" say Dance.

This time her face was really cheerful and came back cute again.

“His family punished him and stopped his allowance, so that he could be independent and focus on his lectures and he asked me that,” I said again.

“Oh so, kirain..”.

And this time her body rocked right-hand-shake left, like a manikin doll that was on display in the car.

“You like Mohan, yes? manya curious.

“Iya Fai,” answered met - embarrassed by her red face like a boiled tomato.

All the hot gossip passed quickly, although sometimes some people still see and gossip about us, because they do not feel like doing it, but sometimes there are some people still see and gossip about us,  I thought it was just the wind passing by.

But it seems like there are others who are also disturbed, even though me and Mohan brush the wind pass, because there is nothing about the two of us, because there is nothing like us,

That day after college, I walked away from class, because my stomach started to run with the three friends who were with me a lot lately.

When Exit turned out Frans was waiting for me in front of the class . his gaze was firm, I could tell, there must be something that disturbed him.

'What the hell is it now I say' icap I feel.

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