
The sun greets the earth with the warmth of its rays. The chirping birds do not want to lose welcome the arrival of a new day. There was the sound of a motorbike engine racing to break the silence of dawn. All the creatures stared at the beautiful day that was full of meaning.
The chirping of birds splitting the morning silence is accompanied by a golden yellow light that makes us wake up from a dream. Even the cold morning breeze seems to increase our spirit to start the day, it feels so fresh and comfortable. Not to be outdone even small dew, trying to attract our attention by emitting a beautiful shine.
Morning air that still penetrates the heart, making these two eyes reluctant to start the conversation. Especially when the sun is still shy, to bring out its rays and visible dew is dancing on fresh leaves. But excited footsteps began to break the silence, and various activities began to arrive in the morning fun.
Dira got up from his big bed while collecting half his life. Occasionally stretch his leg muscles.
This morning Dira was standing in front of the house. His family and Rian's family plan to vacation to the top. Actually it was Rian's plan to calm Dira down. Although Dira actually did not feel there was any problem.
Dira stared at the brightly lit sky, in front of the balcony railing of his room. Sometimes a smile rises like a new flower blooming in the morning.
"Beautiful morning, I'm sure we're already standing in front of the balcony waiting for someone you peek at every morning."
The voice was echoing in his mind. Dancing is real. Unfortunately, it was just a hallucination. In reality, the room remained dark and uninhabited.
"This week Juna's room is dark?" Dira asked himself.
"Sister Dira kangen, same with Brother Juna. His house was sold kak. it had been installed signposts for sale" Vira suddenly appeared behind Dira.
"Why sold?" Ask Dira.
Vira raises her shoulders, she doesn't even know that her neighbor's house is for sale. She also learned from her mother who gossiped about Bibi.
"Where are you going?" Vira was shocked to see her brother coming down quickly.
Dira who had been told by the news from his sister undoes his intentions. The footsteps turned back into the house.
"Remember Dira, you're getting married to Rian. Want them to say it's none of your business, Dira." Dira sat on the front steps of the entrance.
"Yes, my goodness Dira. Why are you still here? Soon Rian comes to pick us up to the top. You must not have taken a shower, uuuhhh.The girl wants to meet her future husband even kucel. Take a shower!" Mama pushed Dira into the house.
"Mama take it easy, I'm kuel gini Rian still love me. So you don't have to be afraid that Rian's running away." Sahut Dira immediately traveled to his room.
Mama Dewi just shook her head. Then he returned to prepare to be taken to the villa. Looks Feri down already wearing a suit to the office.
"Fre..." Mama Dewi was astonished by the appearance of her son.
"Yes, ma." The glassy ferry in front of the kitchen sink justifies its tie.
"Makanya find a wife, let someone help your preparation." said the mother Goddess while fixing her son's tie.
Feri breathed a heavy sigh. He was lazy to talk about his partner. Feri's wife, Meyra, died young pregnant and asphyxiated. Since Vira was proposed to Satria, her mother started charging her and Dira was looking for a partner. In his eyes, no one could replace his late wife.
"Ma, until whenever no one can replace Meyra, even mama urges me to accept Mayka will not change my decision."
"Yes, I told your in-laws to reject Mayka. Don't give hope to people's children, Feri."
"Feri to the office first, ma." Feri shook the hand of Mama Dewi and then darted away from home.
It's not Sunday, is it?
Why would a ferry go to the office on Sunday?
Mama Dewi continued to monologue ria see the strangeness of her son's attitude. Curiosity slipped in the heart of the 52-year-old woman. His hands are surfing on his screen.
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In a hospital ward, a middle-aged woman sits on the edge of a white iron bed. His face was more radiant than it had been a few days ago. His hands full of veins held on to the wall of the bed. Netra turned to see other patients, some of them were not in the pecking order or picked up by his family.
Each bed is still full of patients with various diseases. But he and also they just stopped by ward no 3 care. In accordance with their economic situation.
"Mama..." The woman smiled as a woman approached her.
"Tina, who are you here with?" Ask her eldest daughter.
"Get gojek, ma" Sahut Tina while reaching for her bag because she heard the phone ringing.
"Who's amar? Why not invited?" Her mother looked to the left right hoping the youngest would pick her up.
Tina let out a heavy sigh, her sister that one was indeed hard to compromise. You know, just play. Later if again found cramping in the streets Tina will not give forgiveness.
"Mama knows what Amar Kayak is. Where does he care to think about life, all he knows is play. Just be careful if he crushes again."
"Tina, your sister is a child. Still 8 years old, it's natural that you still like to play. Because the world is like that. You don't be hard on your sister." Advice from Tina's mother.
"Mama is too powerful she is so her attitude is so. Come on, let's get ready to go home." Take Tina while carrying her mother's small bag.
"I'm sorry, mama yes, son. You should be able to live happily with Glen. But because of our circumstances, you're parting ways with your husband." Wail Mama Tina.
Tina breathed a heavy sigh. If only her mother knew what kind of husband her daughter-in-law was. If her mother knew that her in-laws were involved in her papa case, would she still think well of Glen's family.
"Ma, Tina was grateful to be separated from Glen. He is not a good man, if he loves me, he will make me feel at home in the scope of his family. But it turns out he just let me go. That's a sign, he doesn't need me as his wife anymore. So I don't want to hope for him anymore.
Ah, yes I take care of the payment first, yes, ma." Tina walked out of the ward to the reception.
"The payment's been paid, ma'am." Answer receptionist.
"Have paid! same who?" Tina was shocked to hear the payment was paid off. The receptionist simply nodded, confirming his words.
"Just like a young man, ma'am."
Don't bang Jamal who paid. O Allah, more and more of my debt is the same as Jamal.
Tina turned around, walking to her mother's ward. His eyes were round seeing the man in the appearance of parlente laughing cheerfully with his mother.