
During the day the condition of the house looks crowded.yellow flags have been planted in front of the fence.many people who wear peci and veils began to arrive. the twenty-year-old man sat in front of the bodies of Joseph and Kinanti wailing. Now it is too late to regret all his actions that resulted in both his parents died.
while at the door, appeared a group of friends of his parents who joined the service. Tio brought his wife and fifteen-year-old son Anne into the house.
".Pa, who died, anyway?" asked Anne plainly at that moment.
".they're Papa's best friends, An. And the one who cried there was his son." Tio pointed to the boy who was still kneeling before his parents' bodies.
".Om Yusuf and his family are very good with us, try to samperin his son. He must have been hit so hard." said his father again.
Anne said, She immediately walked slowly and sat on the floor with the boy.
Arsen turned his head, looked at the face of the girl sitting next to him with a pushy look.The girl's eyes looked sincere and shady.For the first time Arsen again felt his heart so comfortable.
Arsen received the tissue while wiping away her tears. ".Thanks."
".Equally, Mas." a sweet smile was on Anne's lips. Anne embraced Arsen's warm body, patting his back slowly. And at that moment, that day, that very second, Arsen's heart suddenly began to improve. He no longer wept lamenting the passing of his parents. He sat down as he opened Yasin's book, sending prayers for his parents' departure.
But who would have thought if the universe reunited Arsen and Anne in a different state.
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