The Way to Find You

Boring

As usual morning bi Ifa has been in the busy kitchen business. I went there to help with the work I could even if it was just cutting vegetables and other little things. My aunt knew enough that her niece couldn't deal with the pot, the wok and all the other kitchen utensils. Even though Livi and I opened the cafe but I had enough to deal with the management issues,because I really can't be counted on when it comes to kitchen affairs.

Hah, let this be me with all my incompetence. I was quite self-aware that I was far from perfect, probably because it was also Adrian choosing another woman to harbor his heart. Ah, why else would there be a name for him on my mind. couldn't the name disappear even for a moment.it's impossible, unless I'm amnesiac. forgetting the past will not be able to. because it has already been engraved live how I can react to it. continue to maintain the carving or ignore it, making new carvings more beautiful.

free for me to bow down and regret.let me look up at the sky even though I can't be up there.let me with all my pride.try to oppose the taste that is still there. may I be here a little selfish looking for an escape to cover this heart a little?. I am not a strong woman, I am just a weak figure who needs a leg for me to stand on, I need a shoulder to lean on,I need a hand to hold.

god, I can't be silent for a moment because my mind will continue to drift through the void dimension.and I'm stuck there with all the painful taste. auntie was busy with her cooking while I was busy with my own thoughts.

After the cooking show I helped auntie prepare at the dinner table.

" Wid, please get your sister up there" said the aunt who was putting a bowl of chicken soup.

" yes bi" I said briefly. immediately went to Ilham's room which was still tightly closed.

tok tok tok tok

the door is hard, there is absolutely no guarantee.

" Ham, it's daytime wake up" still no sound. not just a knock long-time I pounded also the door of the room Ilham.

ckreek. finally opened the door too. a human figure with a face and messy hair appeared from behind the door.

" what the hell mbak. this is a holiday" he said after seeing me in front of the door.

" be told to wake up with aunt"

" duh mbak-mbak, can't ya people relax little. once-that's how I wake up in the afternoon." he lamented.

" it's less noon Ham?, see what time it is ?" auntie was screaming behind me.

"yes ma'am, this is Ilham also awake" muttered Ilham.

" bath up, breakfast" the aunt ordered as she left.

hmm, my aunt who has always been good to me turned out to be fierce as well. After the complete formation of the four of us breakfast together. enjoying aunt's cooking salalu looks simple but appetizing.

Today their uncles and aunts did not go to the garden to go shopping. while I, today we want what. I saw Ilham was busy wearing shoes in his room.his appearance was neat, long pants, a jacket wrapped in his short shirt.His face also looks radiant.

" where are you going Ham ?" tanyaku while stepping into the room Ilham and sitting in a chair in the corner of the room Ilham. The eyes of Inspiration that had been focused on his shoes were now looking at me.

" md street"

" follow the dong, the boss"

" sorry mbak, I can't if I have to bring mbak"

" hmmm, definitely want to ngedate nih"

" yes dong kan sunday.so hurry move on, find a new boyfriend" ledek Ilham while wandering out of the room.

I just flicked my lips in response to it. And now stay alone. Mending went back to my room lounging there enjoying an unfinished novel.