Space Rainbow

Dejavu..

Rainbows

Hhh...

I ran as fast as I could, fearing that Angkasa was back in pursuit.

After arriving at the door of the room, I leaned my body against the wall, to neutralize the feeling.

Honestly speaking.. I was very surprised when I saw Angkasa appear in the hotel corridor to my room.

Where did he come from? And why here?

In places and cities I never thought before.

Why did we meet? What coincidence?

What's he here for?

What has he been doing for the past 2 years?

Why'd he leave?

There were so many questions I wanted to ask in front of him.

But somehow my tongue is confused. Again that came out of my taste senses was a ketus sentence that cornered her.

Continuously blame the situation you are suffering, demanding that he speak frankly. But I ended our conversation too.

I thought I hated her all this time.. For everything he did to you.

Yet.. I'm wrong big!

My heart is pounding.

I was pounding too much when I saw that 2-year-old figure disappear, suddenly appearing before me.

As he pulled and held my hand.. I miss that.

But don't! do not let him know that his reality is not like my words are ketus and tend to hurt his feelings.. I can't be gentle.

I got carried away emotionally because I urged him to tell me why he left. He praised and shifted my questions.

It's too long-winded.

It was even about prom night, which I had long forgotten about.

I moved on, intending to leave her.

"Sir.. " Suddenly he pulled my hand back.My body was dazed and then he grabbed me tightly from behind.

Deg.

Trying to thrash, but what power.. My strength is not comparable to his athletic body.

After that I just fell silent, but again remembered Ayung tea saying that..The hijab I wear will help me to guard against everything I do..

"Your hijab always helps to keep all your views, and keep things that you should not do.."

Those are the words of Ayung tea that ring in my memory.

Slowly and firmly, I said to the figure that now I have worn the hijab, it means that I also have to hijab the heart.. My behavior and behavior.

Don't let anyone blame the hijab I'm wearing!

My hijab is not wrong..

Though I admit, deep down. I miss times like this.

Finally he let go of his hook.

We both sat back down right away, after the drama became the center of the cafeteria.

Turns right.. With hijab, I can immediately fortify myself from ego and naf** which leads to wrong actions.

I kept pushing the numbers.. So that he tells a story. But I don't know what he thinks. How big of a mistake did you make until he did?

I, who could not hold back my emotions for a long time, finally decided to leave him alone in the cafe.

Chequek.

I opened the door to the hotel room where Wulan and I were staying.

Wulan was sitting on the bed and footwork while playing her phone.

"Udah Pel? Who was that Pela? handsome.. Your girlfriend huh? ko pake pull your hands all? " The statement I don't want to hear comes out of Wulan's mouth.

"Hhh.. " I snorted."No. He's got me! "

"Waah. know dong Pelaaa.. Who knows if we are fighting.. "

I glanced, and turned the lazy eyeball.

"Haha... Not kanda! I know he must be special to you.. If not, how could you easily pull it! "

I just pursed my lips. Grabbing phone in bag.

"Pell.. He said he wanted a vacation. Don't be so cute! wh why? in the break up, right? " Then Wulan mocked me.

"Who is dating too! can't know dating.our religion forbids! "

"Pramblement? Bentar. I saw first. " I also explored cyberspace, and finally my net was fixed on Borobudur Temple. "Faraway Lan if you go to Prambanan mah.. We go to Borobudur temple aja yuk? He said 1.5 hours from here! "

"Hayu.. What are we going up there? " Wulan enthusiastic.

"This is said to ride Trans Jogja heading to Jombor Lan terminal.. Yuk! " I immediately prepared any important items needed, and put them in my sling bag.

When I was ready, I opened the door. But when I open... The figure I had avoided was already at the door and was clenching his hands. Apparently, Figures intend to knock on my room door.

"Hhh... " I'm snorting. "You want what else is a number!? "

"We haven't finished talking to Pela.. Where are you going?" Netra Sticky figures stared at me and Wulan.

"You want to take a walk.. " Answer Wulan innocent.

Ish.. Why did Wulan say that! He doesn't know this badger's a forger.

"Where to walk? You said you work here? I don't know what you're working on either.. "

"What does it have to do with you anyway!move aside! Go Lan! " I pulled Wulan's hand. And then lock the door immediately.

"Sheel.. "

Several times, Figures called me.But I did not make his call.Berdua with Wulan walked down the corridor to the elevator door.

"For 2 years.. I'm looking for my real mother Pela... "

Deg.

I'm stuck in place.

Did I not hear wrong?

While stopping my steps, I turned towards the figure who was bowing my head with a gloomy face.

Is what the numbers say true?

Not long ago, he was already standing in front of me. "Where are you going for a walk? Let me take you! " She said slowly.

I didn't answer the question, but stared fixedly at the net. Looking for if there's a lie there?

But what I got, his eyes are now a little glazed over and I'm sure Numbers said honestly.

The highlight of the eye implies the same sadness as many years ago when he was abandoned by his papa. The same sadness when Mira's mother leaves him and chooses to leave with another man.

What's with your life story, numbers?

Real mom?

Wh who?

I've never heard of it from mom or you.

"I want to go to Borobudur Temple. " I said slowly, hoping he would take us there and comfort his heart a little.

"You don't know this town..What if you get lost! We need to talk to both.. "

"But we can't go both Ka.. We three go or we don't! " My firmness, and he answered with a slow nod.

Finally I walked with Wulan, and Numbers followed behind.

Hope, it'll be there.. Numbers can be frank and honest about the problems he is facing himself right now.

Okay Pela..

Now all you have to do is set up and neutralize the heart. This time do not get carried away with emotions and listen to what will be explained by him.

The three of us sat in our positions.

Wulan sat in the passenger seat.

While I'm next to the figure accompanying her driving.

Although not much has been discussed throughout the journey.

But I feel a little happy.

Seeing the Numbers was fine, giving its own relief.

Arrgh!

Why am I so worried about him again?

Didn't you still assume yesterday that I hated her?

Why is this all confusing?

Is this what you call a hate love relationship?

Sometimes I hate him..

But I miss him sometimes.

I don't know!

It's like dejavu..

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