The Sky and the Stars
A Little About Barrel
**I saw one story from a pair of wet eyes
Heart scratches on wind sounds
The voice of disappointment and soulmate leaving
I look at a struggling heart
Who are tired of being weak
Who are tired of understanding and understanding
Who rose from confusion and millions of questions
Who stands tall and continues his love path**
(King'CintaTanpaLoved)
***
The girl blinked softly as the sunlight greeted her through the window slit. The song of a similar simple bird invites him to dance. But the girl still looked confused by what was happening at the moment. This house? Why could?
Ah, he just remembered. Last night, after the woman who was incarnated as her mother managed to crush her feelings and ruffle her body, she fled to this place.
From a lying position, he sat down by bending his legs and hiding his face between his knees. Without realizing it, someone observed his dramatic behavior.
How pathetic?
Indeed indeed. This girl seemed to be born to act out sadness. But believe as bad as sadness is, it always teaches us the meaning of happiness. We will never know what joy would be without going through that sorrow first.
The stars continued to observe the girl who was now sitting behind him. The girl's shoulder seemed to be shaking, it was certain that she was crying. In his heartache, pain and pity melded into his fragile heart.
The star has not fully understood or rather has not understood what happened to the life of the girl he loves. What is the real life of Dara? why does the mother of that woman often hurt her?
Those questions, one by one, sprung up in his brain. But he could not find the answer yet.
The star was still observing Dara who kept curling up on her knees. Screaming began to be heard by the young man, but the Star was silent. Letting Dara spill all her pain in tears. The star will wait, accompanying until the girl realizes her presence.
"Papa... Can Ara go back to Ara's childhood? It turns out that being an adult is not as fun as Papa's story used to be!" Dara says softly.
"Papa ..., why did Papa let Ara stay with that woman? he's not good Pa, he's bad."
Dara complained about the number of small children who had just been scolded by her stepmother. There were so many complaints that the round-eyed girl made. Like a child trying to convince the father of what he experienced, but unfortunately the complaint did not get the right defense. Dara was crying, disappointed and angry at a life that felt unfair to her.
It was like a star was approaching and then holding the girl in his arms. Pulling then took Dara away from the pain she felt at this time. But Star realized, he had not been worthy to do all that. That girl, will definitely refuse his hand. Quite like this, the Star already felt useful.
The sound of the footsteps of the star who wanted to move from space finally managed to divert Dara's attention. The girl raised her head and looked back with her knees still resting in her arms.
"Bin?"
The star stopped her steps, realizing that Dara was calling out to her.
"Why is it still here?" ask Dara.
The star looked at the face before he gave an excuse about him still in the house.
"I.emhh, overslept last night!" origin answers. Even though the truth is so.
Dara nodded in understanding.
Then he stood up from his seat and walked closer to the Star.
"Thank you for everything Bin!" said it. "I hope after this don't come to see me again."
The star was surprised to hear Dara's request. And after that Dara passed leaving the confused Star in its place.
***
A building no less than thirty stories with the name LARASATI GROUP towering in the middle of the Capital City. And inside there was a woman almost 42 years old sitting on her seat of greatness. The woman is now reading a neatly arranged sheet of paper in a map. Company documents.
And in front of the oversized table was also someone who looked calm waiting for the Madam Boss to examine the contents of the document.
Sometimes the woman scrunched her forehead. Then the look of that face turned sour. Almost for more than 20 minutes.
And someone who had been waiting with a flat facial expression, also felt the performance of his heart work more extra waiting for the order from the Madam.
"What's the reason they canceled our partnership?" Finally one question escaped from the woman whose full name Adinda Kanya Larasati was.
The woman, known as Mrs Laras, was staring intently at someone who had been standing before her desk. His name was Prissa, his assistant and secretary.
Prissa cleared her throat before delivering her sentence. The young woman with an unreadable flat face began to convey the news.
"They asked Miss Dara to sign the contract." Prissa clear.
"By reason Miss Dara is the biggest shareholder in this company." Prissa continued his explanation.
"But, as we know. Miss Dara was never willing to get involved in any corporate affairs at all. And that's another point for them to cancel the cooperation." Prissa ended the explanation.
Baras seemed increasingly upset by what he heard. "That kid again, why is he so useless?" Baras is starting to get angry.
Prissa could only go back to silence without giving any advice when it came to Dara. The Madam Boss will act as she wishes without being able to argue if dealing with Dara.
"Bring that bod*h girl in front of me today." Tell Prissa. And the girl could only nod.
After Prissa's departure from her study, Laras growled in anger. He threw everything nearby on the floor.
"I hate you so much. I shouldn't have let you live."
Like a result of a nuclear explosion, life Baras in the past is indeed ravaged. His youth, his future, the family that always revered him as a Goddess was lost and destroyed from his life. A cheerful young barrel with a beautiful face like Goddess Amor turned into rubble is not form, just because someone.
And that someone is closely related to Dara. Laras hated that man for his whole life. And if he dies he will bring that hatred to the achherat.
"Look .. if you can see how much I'm going to show you how much I hate you, and you're going to regret having him born into this world." Laras.
"Your son has to pay a lot for everything you've taken in my past."
And all that graffiti he ended, as he felt his head throbbing violently. He immediately reached into his desk drawer, took some medicine from a small bottle he kept there.
Seriate....
