The Night Hugging the Stars (The Ghost Mystery of the Dark Forest)

Please Don't stay away from me

"Jidan I'm disappointed in you, don't see me again" Pakha said, leaving Jidan alone.

The truth has finally been revealed. Truth is like the sun that will not set forever, one day it will rise and shine its light.

"Pakha forgive me. I'm a trash man who doesn't deserve to be your best friend. "inner Jidan saw Pakha's departure.

What party are you guys thinking about?

there must provide soft drinks, cakes or small meals even in the field of various types of food and drinks are abundant in which there are laughter or events that make happy.

But tonight's event is not what you have in mind. Pakha the owner of the show is just moody and reluctant to eat anything in front of her.

"Honey eat this satay, I burn myself must be delicious" said Boy while offering a plate of freshly cooked satay.

"Thank you Boy, but I'm still full. "Jawab Pakha's.

Actually he did not have appetite because his mind was busy thinking about the words of Jidan that made his heart crowded. Pakha really doesn't think that Jidan likes her more than a friend.

Why can't men and women just be friends or is it true that the opposite sex friendship is impossible if there are no feelings of like in it?

Pakha is not enjoying the party tonight at all. He was very disappointed in Jidan who he had considered a good man like an angel but the goodness was evidently meant in it. How stupid why he was insensitive to the codes that Jidan had given him. Why Pakha must know this truth so that makes her afraid to be near Jidan again. Reality is often hotter than the sun.

"Jid forgive me. "murm Pakha.

"What did you say, honey? "asked Boy who did not hear clearly.

"It's okay, my body still hurts, I just want to rest" Pakha said.

"Well let me take you, "said Boy, holding Pakha to the room.

Meanwhile, Jidan chose not to go home to join the party because he knew he did not deserve to be around the Pakha family. Jidan also knew that now Pakha would hate him because he had known feelings of liking towards him that would hurt Pakha's heart. Jidan re-opened his blog and wrote what he felt for the world to know.

...It hurts not to bleed...

The smell of the blooming jasmine blossomed again after the rainy season, but I could no longer see the jasmine-like white girl laughing by my side. I lost my warmth and joy, swearing never to hurt her again. When we met at the college I was so grateful . That woman made me shudder. Like a twig before a storm. But now he's gone and there's only one nightmare left that comes every night. It broke my heart. You asked me to prove my love by parting with you. Is this something I deserve or is this a curse?

Destiny is cruel. I am sad and very sad. But this love will never be lost forever.

After Jidan wrote that he felt angry and threw all the items in front of him. He broke the whole room but his heart still hurt.

"Hahaha Jidan you're a fool. "Jidan looked at himself in front of the glass and then his hand clasped and hit the glass until it cracked. Now the delicate hand is now wounded and much blood is coming out with endless disappointment.

The bones that supported his body as if it was no longer functioning without realizing the clear sweat also fell on the floor with his body. Jidan hugged his knees while immersing a face that was already fully filled with clear liquid that constantly flowed from his eyes.

Now Jidan's appearance is fussy, exactly like the orgil. The sight of no wearing is also seen in his room that is like a ship broke due to the actions of Jidan himself. Jidan cried without a sound lamenting his stupidity. If only he had not written his feelings on the blogger it would definitely not have happened and he could still be friends with Pakha until now. It was that regret that Jidan repeatedly felt. Regret it comes later if it comes at the beginning of it is called registration. So do not do rash things that will make us regret later on.

Meanwhile, Nawang and Oci were chatting with other relatives.

"Wait in love dhe. "answered Nawang.

After hearing those words his heart felt in shreds how could his budhe possibly ask such questions to him, who had just lost a child candidate.

As a mother, Nawang certainly also wants the name to hold a child but only God who governs all what happens in the world. Nawang again sad to remember the incident when he had to lose his baby candidate. He wanted to cry right then and there, but he couldn't do it in front of the invited guests. Nawang hopes that God will soon give her trust again to leave a child in her womb.

"Mas I went to the bathroom for a while, "said Nawang asking permission of her husband who was still talking to other brothers.

"Yes ummi. "Jawab Oci then returned to chatting with his interlocutor.

Nawang immediately stepped quickly towards the bathroom, his heart could not bear to vent his sadness.

Arriving in the bathroom Nawang immediately locked the door, he also did not forget to turn on the bathroom faucet.

"O Allah why does this heart feel claustrophobic to hear the words of budhe, what this means is that I have not renounced bismillah." said Nawang in front of the bathroom sink.

(Bismillah is the name of her future child who has just miscarried).

Memories are like dew, without our need for love, the sun will take them away.

It had been almost half an hour Nawang was in the bathroom crying. Half an hour of crying is not enough to make his heart relieved, even he still needs a lot of time to vent all pent-up emotions. But the sound of the door knocking from the outside surprised her who was busy crying.

Nawang immediately wiped the remaining tears that wet his cheeks and washed his face to hide that he had just cried.

"Yes bentar. "Jawab Nawang then opened the bathroom door.

"It turns out that ummi is inside." said Oci.

Not yet had time to answer Oci's question, Nawang suddenly staggered forward.

"Ummi why? what the hell is going on?ummi's sick? "the consecutive questions that Oci asks.

"Bi asked one-on-one dong, ummi was confused he replied Nawang.

"I'm sorry abi, let me take you to the bedroom. "Kata Oci then carried Nawang ala bridestyle.

Nawang immediately went to the bedroom with her husband without telling her what had just happened. He did not want Oci to prejudice his budhenya. Sometimes silence can also help solve problems.

Meanwhile Pakha just daydreamed in front of the room window while staring at the rain drops that wet the precarious.

"If the raindrop is not able to remove my sorrow, then I hope the sun comes tomorrow brings new happiness."in Pakha his hand while holding the raindrop.

The party is expected to run smoothly and happy it even hurt the hearts of two beautiful women namely Pakha and Nawang as the host.

Look forward to another surprise in the next episode.