SUPPOSE THAT...

HATI

Maybe because Dave is able to be mature and suppress all his feelings so that the situation gradually becomes calm without any more debate. He accepted and even the next day he had helped comb his mother's long hair which had now been black due to the paint.

"Mom looks beautiful." Dave smilingly looked at the reflection of his Mother's face in the mirror in the position he was standing behind while combing and his Mother who was sitting on a dressing chair with a large mirror whose edge was carved in the shape of a flower rose.

"Beautiful where's Dave from ?" Eva chuckles at the reflection of herself and her son in the glass. "You don't see the wrinkles on Mom's face getting more and more ?" continued.

Dave put the comb on the dresser after it was finished, then rested next to his mother who was sitting on the chair. In his hands held his mother's both thin fingers like a branch of a small tree with the tip of her in the paint color burgundy.

"Mom is always the prettiest until anytime." he puffed up his face looking at his mother's face which is now much brighter with her long hair in black paint and a smile on her lips that are polished nude lipstick.

Eva's eyes glazed over, on Dave's cheeks with his one hand still in his son's hand. On the side of his hair that covered his forehead, revealing Dave's wide forehead and his two black eyebrows were curved.

Maybe the destiny of love is bad, but there is nothing happier than having a child so devoted, so affectionate and more sincere to love him than ready.

"I'm glad Mom wants to get back on the drugs." Dave smiled while letting his mother stroke his hair and cheeks.

Not in vain he handed over the sketch in the picture of his biological father, because after the event, his mother suddenly said she wanted to go to the Salon to dye her hair. For years, her mother let her hair be white and only covered her with a black veil.

More to make Dave happy, his mother now wants to wear clothes other colors than black. I don't know how many years Dave has just seen his mother in black like a man who wants to attend a funeral. But this time, her mother looks so beautiful with her long black straight hair and white channel shirt in a knit cardigan peach color.

"Sleep Mom." Dave said as he stood up. "Mom must have been sleepy after taking the medicine." she helped her mother stand up and flank her hands and walked towards the simple but comfortable bed in the room with white wall paint with only a work desk, her mother's bed and dressing table were brought from Sanjaya Family Home to this room.

Now they do not live in the large and luxurious Sanjaya Family Home anymore. After that event and until now his grandfather did not want to talk. Make the Mother and Child decide to occupy the apartment room owned by Rendy, Dave's biological father, which of course is simpler in even compared to the bedroom that Dave has been living in.

"Whatever makes you happy, Mom. Then I'm happy too..." Dave spoke in his heart while gently grasping his mother's fingers.

He smiled faintly looking at his Mother who had been lying down and closed her eyes with lips on her back smile. In his mother's blanket carefully, before he got up and went out closed the door very slowly died the bedroom.

Dave let out a long sigh as he leaned himself against the door he had just closed. His gaze was staring around the room he had just occupied yesterday.

He looked down, his life was like a roller coaster and he had to accept it all for the sake of his beloved mother. Suddenly he remembered something, in his pants pocket rogoh and in his wallet took his possession made of leather material.

In the open and in his take a white necklace with a large intact diamond-eyed ring decoration that looks shiny in his hands.

Dave walked around and sat on the living room couch with him still observing the necklace belonging to a narrow-eyed girl who always looked at her with both eyebrows linked together or while biting her lower lip with both of her flushed cheeks.

His spicy remarks echoed in memory. Making his gaze even more watchful considering the surprised face of the girl while staring at her.

"I love you Dave..."

Dave blinked for a moment with his eyes closed and the lips he had bitten. His forehead creased deeply as he again remembered Kirana's flushed face with her long, tangled hair in disarray and lying resignedly below her.

"Nothing's gonna change Dave, I love you. You're still my son, brother Kirana and Kiandra."

His father's words used to make Dave lay his back and head on the sofa with a sigh. His heart is a gamang.

He saw the ring-roofed necklace moving right and left in front of him. Like a hypnotic repetitive motion, making Dave's tired body slowly close his eyes as his hand clasping the white necklace fell drooping beside him.

It was already evening when Kirana drove Jonathan to the airport and they were chatting while standing in front of the departure terminal.

"I'm glad you agreed with us who didn't need to get engaged and get married right after you graduated." Jonathan, who was wearing jeans and a long-sleeved t-shirt that was still in double jeans with a black backpack on his back, chuckled. He accidentally opened his mask because he wanted to talk seriously with Kirana who tonight looks beautiful with her long hair that is let down.

"I'm just following Opa's will." Kirana said slowly without looking at the interlocutor who was in front of her.

Kirana had no other choice, she didn't hate Jonathan. Jonathan's a good friend, the man knows all about him. Always makes him laugh when his heart languishes because of Dave's venomous speech that makes him hurt.

And yesterday after they spoke on the back porch of the house, Kirana was sure that Jonathan was the best for her.

"Kirana.." called Jonathan when he saw the girl in front of him was just daydreaming.

Kirana blinked her eyes and looked up at Jonathan who was 187 cm tall.

"I know you still have doubts." Jonathan said. He placed both hands on Kirana's shoulders.

The girl just silently looked.

"Just think if this is my last departure." she said, making Kirana's forehead slightly wrinkled in ignorance.

Jonathan smiled gently at the girl who had captivated him long ago. "Think that when you drove me this was the last one. Compare when you have to let go of someone close to you." Jonathan paused for a moment, observing the reaction of the bright brown-eyed girl. "At that time, you'll know how much you feel for you." she smiled.