The Tears of Alena

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Inside Alena's room wept lamenting her fate. He knew that what was said was not allowed, but it was the pain of their words that made him this way.

"Aragh!"

Alena spilled all the pain and disappointment that had been lodged in her heart by crying and shouting loudly. He did not care if his voice sounded out. To hell with people talking anyway if he dies for sure they will party seven days and seven nights.

The sound of Alena's screams sounded so loud shortly afterwards there was the sound of falling objects.

Amira's mother who was still under was shocked to hear a noise in Alena's room. In his heart he was eager to approach the child and calm him down, but his ego was greater than his curiosity until he chose to go back to the room and continue his delayed sleep

Back to Alena.

The girl's state looks chaotic, her eyes swollen tears that do not stop flowing make the girl look apprehensive. The room that usually looks neat is now messy like a ship breaking makeup equipment and books scattered everywhere.

"What's my fault, God! Why they hate me!" Racau Alena's.

The girl sat on the floor hugging her knees. The girl's mouth was unceasingly stirring. Instantly the girl fell silent, suddenly the demon inside her poisoned her mind to commit suicide.

"It looks like dying is better than living but it's like being wasted like this" he said.

Alena took a deep breath to ease her tightness.

He felt alone living in this world. No one cared about him, including his own family. The person who had cared about him had gone to leave him alone in the house nicknamed hell without knowing how he was.

Alena has been trying to be patient all this time, she lives among people who do not want her honest existence is very heavy.

It is loneliness that makes these evil thoughts always present in his mind when Alena is down.

Honest in heart Alena envies seeing a family in which is very harmonious with affection and children who are always spoiled with their parents.

After her crying subsided Alena walked towards the wardrobe, she opened slowly inside there were some clothes that she had her eyes fixed on a backpack in the corner of the closet, without thinking long he took the backpack and put his personal items such as clothes, cellphone, and wallet into the bag.

Do not forget also the items that were slammed earlier he tidied as if there was never chaos.

After all the neatness suddenly his gaze was glued to a photo located on the table, a portrait of his family. In the photo they all smiled brightly which signified happiness in their family.

Little Alena is seen hugging her favorite Teddy bear, next to her is her oldest sister named Satya who poses embracing her, next to Satya there is Vano, Cynthia and her sister Bella have not forgotten their father and mother.

The photo looks simple but Alena misses the moment where she can play to the fullest without any burden.

Alena touched the object with a feeling of sadness, again Alena tears flowed again without excuse.

"Don't cry Alena ... Now is not the time to cry for them. Remember Alena you must be able to get out of this hell house. Otherwise you can really go crazy because of them" Alena said.

After saying so he continued his delayed activities.

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A man struggling with his job, befriended by the sound of clockwork ticking and the cold night wind blowing through the window did not melt his spirit in looking for rupiah coffers.

Satya, the first son of Amira and Wijaya, became the eldest child making him fully responsible for his family's economy even more so after his father died a few years ago of a heart attack.

Plenty of work and economic demands make Satya rarely at home and prefers to stay at the boarding houses not far from where she works. In his heart he wants to be with his family like everyone else who always has time for his family. It's just that his job doesn't make it possible to go home every day.

He let out a long sigh of fatigue, his eyes turning to the family photo displayed on his desk. He grabbed the object then walked towards the window not far from where it was at the moment. Satya pensively remembered that the photo was taken a few months before her father died of the disease.

Kriett

"Lo hasn't slept Sat?" someone said.

"Not yet sleepy, Dir. Still responsibility" the answer.

The man named Dirga walked closer to Satya he let out a long sigh, as he expected the man who was known to love the family would still stay up late.

"Sat, don't you miss what family? Every day I notice you never come home."

Sighing deeply Satya raised her head to look at the ceiling. It was not the first time Dirga had spoken like that only that she still did not have the courage to go home given her promise to her late father.

"Lo know for myself 'kan I have not been able to fulfill the promise to the deceased bokap and you most know if I was the person who abstained from breaking the promise," explained Satya.

Dirga nodded confirming Satya's words. They knew not one or two days but years. So, they already know each other's characters.

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The road looks deserted from passing vehicles. It was seen that the stars were studded in the sky with the moon shining brightly.

A girl walking down the street with a backpack on her back she walked, the fatigue that approached her was ignored, her face looked puffy.

The girl looked up at the sight above making her smile bitterly.

"Even the moon will accompany us" he murmured.

Alena felt sorry even she was envious of the night moon and also the shining star in the sky.

"Huf ... Maybe this is my fate who always lives in loneliness." I heard a sound from the girl's lips.

The bus stop was clearly visible, the girl who turned out Alena was accelerating her steps closer to the stop. Yes, the girl is Alena she intends to run away from home to seek inner calm. He thought about getting away from the people who were putting him under pressure.

Long enough Alena sat waiting for a passing bus until she was bored by herself, raped her jacket to look for her flat object. After getting what he wanted he tried to contact someone but was rejected.

Several times Alena tried to finally connect.

"Hello, who is this?"

Alena was happy to finally get her phone picked up by her sister.

"Finally lifted as well," he said relieved.

"Yes, who is this?"

"Hello brother, finally able to contact brother. It's Al ..."

Tuttt tuttt.

"Hello brother ... Satya brother hello!!"

"Damn!"

Alena cursed when their phone was cut off without Alena trying to contact her again but could not.

He put his cell phone in the pocket of the jacket he was wearing.

"I have a bad time here anyway" muttered Alena.

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