TRAVELLER LOVE

Longs.

My beautiful desire to meet my best friend again seemed to be lost, just vanished.. I don't know how many times I've asked that this body stay strong, but the result is the same, it remains fragile. The desire to share the joys and sorrows is just a fairy tale. I'm getting worse, how tragic is this the way of my life? One by one my loved ones left me, with no distance and no room to get back together. What dayaku. I can only cry in silence. The bitter reality I still have to swallow in such a way many times in life. Hasn't God tested me enough?

" Daughter, you're the reason why I'm still strong now, son, you have to be a great kid. Make your father proud in nature. " My words monologue looking at him the successor of Angkasa Wijaya.

" Bik, can help me" I said half-calling . It feels so hot all day not yet clean the body.

" Yes, ma'am, what can I do for you? " Say my housekeeper.

" I want to take a bath Bi, can you please help take care of them? " My words begged for her approval, yes even though her position in this house is a housekeeper but I still respect her. He's older than me, anyway.

" Ah, of course madam" he said later.

" Oh yeah, Auntie saw mom? " Let me again.

" So on the front page, it looks like you're getting a call from someone" my assistant reported. My curiosity instinct returned.

" Tumbens.. " Talk then.

" Aunty, do you know who you're talking to? " Let me again.

" Don't know madam, it's not the aunt who called her "She said then grinned. I want to feel like I'm holding his head.

" Yes, "I don't want to extend anymore. Then I went to the bathroom. I flush my body under the shower it feels so refreshing as if it is able to cool my mood that is getting increasingly upset in the heat of my life ordeal.

After a few minutes, my bathing ritual finally ended as well. It was like getting a new sensation and excitement.

Braaaakk..

" God.. Ibuu. Mama's okay? " I was stunned to find my mother with blistered hands, seemingly doused in hot water.

" Aduuuh" My mother grimaced in pain.

" What's going on? " Agus doctor who I do not know from where the emergence suddenly walked towards us.

" Oh my God, why is this so, baby? " The face panicked as soon as it emanated from the look of his eyes.

" I was going to make some warm tea, baby, but suddenly the water spilled" My mother complained like a child . A mother's thanksgiving in meeting with a partner lives like a doctor agus who loves mothers so much. I became less likely to see a romantic scene in front of me. My thoughts revolve back in the days of my husband, Angkasa Wijaya...

Longs...

The shadow came back to my mind. Missed all his treatment. Regret it feels like I have not been able to pour all my love and love into him. . My brain continues to laugh.

" why are you, son? " ask mommy to break my daydream.

" yeah, why zahra? it's not good that nursing mothers have a lot of thoughts, the same influence of your children later" added doctor Agus again advising.

" I'm fine just remembering the Space mas only, exhausted mother same agus romantic doctor so, so envious right me? " i tried to hide the tears that were ready to plunge.

" you who are patient must have wisdom behind all this, I am very sure it" said doctor Agus while wrapping a bandage in the hands of his mother.

I only answered with a smile, either the shadow of the Space Mas increasingly dancing in my mind.well, maybe this is what the he called longing who can no longer be treated with meetings. everything just seems to be an illusion.