THE SOUL SEEKS THE BODY

Chapter 20 Of The Story Begins

" Ma, where's the pad?" Half yelling, Enggar galloped to his mother's room. Jerk the door handle open and barge in.

" Let's look in the bottom of the nightstand drawer." Reply Mama was also half screaming from the kitchen.

Mama's bedroom is so spacious and smells great. Enggar had entered there hundreds of times, until he knew the place very well.

Enggar could only blame himself for forgetting to buy sanitary napkins, even though the period was close. Now, when his 'monthly guest' comes he's own distraught.

Fortunately, my mother had some as savings. Otherwise, the situation would have been complicated and she would have definitely troubled mama.

With light steps Enggar entered the room of the mother. The thick carpet felt soft on the soles of his feet.

Having known what he was looking for and knew where he was, Enggar directly pointed his legs beside the big bed.

Crouching down, Enggar grabbed the bottom drawer on the nightstand and pulled it open.

Enggar sighed while giving thanks in his heart. Peek into a nearby drawer, and find some bundles that pile up in the outermost corner of the drawer.

Initially Enggar only intended to take two packs of pads from the pile, but something brightly colored caught his attention. Under the stack, apply as a pedestal, look like a small rainbow-colored notebook. Red, yellow, green,....

Just curious, Enggar pulled the thing out of the drawer. Smooth wrinkled forehead. It turned out that it was not a notebook as he originally thought, but rather a photo album in the form of a thin book.

Funnier. That was Enggar's first impression. He had never seen a mini-photo album form resembling a notebook before.

They have a lot of photo albums. But most of them were super-large, and all of them were stored in the family library room.

This small photo album, Enggar had only seen it for the first time. Why do you keep it separate from other photo albums? What speciality?

As with the skin of the book, the thickness of the album cover was less the same. Enggar intended to take a quick look at the contents before returning them to the drawer.

Just when the album cover was open, what was behind it made both of Enggar's eyes wide open.

" This, this, this,..."

The first sheet, a pair of beautiful girls greeted Enggar with their wide smiles. What struck him in shock was the resemblance between the two girls, like a betel in two. Eyebrows, eyes, nose, to the arch of the lips when both the oldest, really similar. Like looking in the mirror and seeing your reflection there.

The photo is 4R in size, with clear and sharp image quality. The two girls stood side by side on the edge of the pool with their backs facing the brilliant blue expanse of pool water. Both of their hands were folded and their chins stuck on it.

Both are beautiful young girls. The gray iris of the eyes contrasts so much with their white skin. A tiny nose and thin lips invite anyone to touch it.

At first glance, one would think if both of them had mixed blood. Butno. Both are native to Indonesia. Only a mixed tribe of both their parents produced the beauty and beauty of both.

The two girls were so young. But the charm of their beauty was already emanating blinding the eyes. They seem to enjoy their company.

For a moment Enggar was glued to see the photo of the two beautiful girls. She has the same beauty as them. Sure oes. Enggar has the same blood relation with both.

Clear fog coated both eyes Enggar. There was a pile of rocks squeezing his chest, making him tight and difficult to breathe.

Jemari Enggar trembled slightly as she opened the next page.

Back, the same young girl, greeted Enggar with their cheerful laughter. This time the two young girls posed against the backdrop of the lights twinkling like stars. They stand side by side with their shoulders stuck together. There was grilled corn in their hands.

The water eventually spilled, and flowed down Enggar's cheeks. Without a sound he cried. The loss was so great he felt. The opening was endless and continued to accompany him.

The two beautiful girls in the photo, they were so happy together. Anytime, anywhere. Like an inseparable soulmate.

Enggar hated them both, for they did not bring him into their company. But Enggar also loved both, for they were he in this world and became what he is today.

He misses one of them very much.

Jemari Enggar moved back to turn the next page. This time one of Enggar's eyebrows crept up.

The photo does contain two faces, but not two beautiful girls like the previous two photos. It was one girl and one young man. The young girl is one of the two girls in the previous photo. They, the girl and the young man, were sitting on an iron chair with a round table in their center. There was a pile of books, two glasses of orange drinks and a plate of sandwiches piled high.

Both faces are facing the same camera. None of them are smiling. As if together they were caught by others who immediately took pictures of the two.

Both of them looked a little surprised and could not be evaded.

Enggar closely watched the young man's teary-eyed face. Alien, Enggar did not know the young man at all.

Who her?Is that young man his friend? Or, girlfriend? Ck. Enggar clucking. Realized or not his kepo soul came to the surface.

" Enggar, did you see the pads?" A voice sounded suddenly, shocking the girl. He almost jumped up and dropped the mini album from his hand.

It seemed like he had been in the room for too long causing mama to ask questions. Could it be that he didn't find that 'thing? Though he had already told the location of the 'object' clearly. It is impossible not to find it.

As if he could read his mother's mind remotely, Enggar hurriedly closed the mini-album in his hand and put it back in its original place, inside the drawer.

" Have you met, ma." Enggar replied slightly shouting, slowly rising to his feet.

For a moment Enggar removed the two faces of the girl and a young man in the photo from his mind and stepped out of the bedroom of the mother.

Not knowing, the idle activity a few minutes ago, will make the days ahead become more colorful. That album and the people on it are just the beginning for a new story in the course of his life.

After losing one of the girls in the photo, Enggar's determination is to make the girl left there happy. Enggar's noble intentions had been ingrained in his heart for many years.

He promised and will keep it.

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