Tears And Love's

The Fifteen Part

Amoras

nodding slowly. Then he smiled faintly. “I was seven years old.

Too small to remember everything that happened. Which I knew at the time

mr. Januarya's family took me to his house and treated me like

their own children. I don't know where my parents are, what their faces look like,

are they alive or not, I don't know everything.”

Sora

speechless to hear every word flowing from Amora's thin lips. Sora felt

an aura of sadness from Amora's tone ever since the girl started her conversation.

Amora herself doesn't know why she surfed that story with Sora.

The man he just met.

“Gue

I don't know who I really am. I have been amnesiac since childhood. When I

suddenly I was in the hospital. In front of me was a man

the middle-aged who sawed me with teary eyes. From him I know

my name is Amora. And he was the one who brought me a house before

finally brought again by people I don't know to the orphanage.”

Amoras

silent while closing his eyes. Amora wants to spill water

his eyes were all that he had been holding. For some reason, her tears seemed to be reluctant

to come down from his plump eyes. Sora looked pityfully at the girl in

next to her, the girl was unaware.

“Gue

also adopted son,” whispered slowly. A gust of wind near them.

Amoras

he opened his eyes when he heard Sora's voice. He turned his face

and looked at Sora in disbelief. Then he tilted his head to ask

further clarification from a Sora.

Sora

taking a slow breath before returning to continue his words, “Gue was lifted

so the child in Mahendra's family since I was a baby.  At that time Mr. Andre and his wife were not

purposely to the orphanage squirming me who was again sleeping in one of the cribs in the

the parlor. They then asked me to be the same mother in the orphanage where I was.

Because Ma Aster was very fond of children, he finally lifted me

so their adopted son. Though at that time Bu Aster was pregnant with Yogi.”

Sora took a breath. He was like a heavy teller of his life story.

“Gue

I don't know who my parents are, where they live, what their reasons are

leave me, how old they are now and when they leave me

aja, I don't know anything. If I knew who my parents were, I wouldn't

they will never be angry, never. I just want to know what the reason is

they let me live in an orphanage. What they don't

think about how it feels to be me without the protection and affection of parents

my bladder?” sucher.

Sora

looking straight ahead. His sight became blurred covered in a fog

slowly covering his eye lens.

“Andai

Amoras

take a deep breath and exhale it heavily. “If I could

healed of my amnesia. Maybe I can tell who my birth parents are.”

Amoras

and Sora looked at each other. Then they laugh. Laugh

it comes from the heart.

“Turnal

we are both adopted children!” call them together.

Amoras

he stopped his laughter and looked straight ahead. “Gue doesn't know why

I can tell you just as much elo. This secret is nothing

know besides me and my adoptive parents.” Amora then turned her eyes away.

Staring at Sora fixedly. “Lo must promise, do not be as secret as this to people

another! I do not want Mr. Januarya to be sad because they realize that I am a child

lift them.”

“Quiet

aja, as long as you keep my secret. I will also keep lo.” a secret

“Appointment?”

amora asked with a smile.

Sora

nodding steadily while raising his little finger. “Iya, I promise.”

With

glad Amora then hooked her pinky on Sora's pinky. Amoras

stopped smiling. Suddenly his head felt dizzy and heavy. Circumstances

around him as if circling. And as he looked at Sora, that appeared

it was a boy who looked at him with a big smile. Amoras

holding his head that was getting more painful.

Suddenly

a shadow pervaded his mind. Like a visible recording

vaguely. Amora felt a great pain approaching her head.

Like there was a huge rock so heavy that it hit him

feel pain.

“Amora,

lo why?” ask Sora worried.

Amoras

shook slowly. “Gue didn't know, suddenly my head got dizzy. And I

no doubt this has happened before in my life. But not the same

lo, but with a boy I don't know who. When I try

to remember the boy, my head is getting dizzy.”

“Kita

go home aja yuk, mending lo rest at home.”

Amoras

nodding weakly. I don't think he's capable of speaking anymore. In full

sora's worries lead Amora straight to her car

not far from where they are.

I hope you're all right, Ra.