WAITING FOR LOVE BETWEEN THEIR LOVE

Chapter 69: Don't Cry

"Excuse me..."

Husna immediately awoke from his daydream after hearing the sound of permissiveness from outside the house, Out of curiosity Husna chose to come out of the room to see who the guests were coming.

"Yes, find who?" husna asked after she opened the door and must have worn a veil.

"We are Arief and Yollanda, we are musicians who always go around from one house to another to entertain if it is allowed," said a woman carrying a guitar and introducing themselves to Husna.

"So...?" Husna who did not understand what to say just said the word so and looked towards the two.

"If you would like to listen to some songs that we will bring, we will be very grateful" said the beautiful woman in contemporary Muslim clothes.

"Alright, sure. Please sing. I'd be very amused if you'd sing a song for me to listen to."

Husna smiled before she sat down on the chair on the porch of grandma and grandpa's house.

Arief and Yollanda later said that they would perform a song called Luka Sekat Rasa.

Husna placed the phone next to the vase that was ready to record the song they were going to play.

The guitar sound starts before the tone is spoken. Arief started the song they were going to play.

"So I accept your decision.

But chose himself and left me

In a thorny bush, scratched and flabbergasted. Pain is said to be soft."

"Indeed, I am the guilty one

Has given the heart even though it is a little taste

I'm sorry for my khilaf

Play your heart.."

"Why do you and I meet

Unite in the tone

Your destiny, my destiny

Finally separated.." Wept both.

Husna started to get into the rhythm of the song they were playing..

Sirih kasih at the tip of the pauh

Jasmine buds are difficult to turn on

If we divorce far away

In the heart do not change

Let it fall, let the flowers fall

Do not hit the fragile branch

Sleep, sleep the eyes

Don't remember people far away

Let me accept your decision

'I chose him and left me

In a thorny bush, scratched and mired

Pain said lirih

I admit, I am the guilty one

Has given the heart even though it is a little taste

I'm sorry for my khilaf

Toying your heart

Why you and I are together

Unite in the tone

Your destiny, my destiny

Finally separated

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Arief and Yollanda stopped singing when they saw Husna crying.

"Don't cry" said How-to as he approached Husna.

"Why did you stop singing her songs?" ask Husna.

"How can we continue singing if you cry like this?" ask Yolanda.

"I don't like honey or meat, and singing and laughter have become a strange thing to me. I am a grieving and dusty being and a bitter longing. There's an empty place inside me."

Arief and Yollanda looked at each other because Husna said things they did not understand.

"Denger, are you lovers?" ask Husna then.

Arief and Yollanda looked back before finally nodding their heads together.

"If you're a couple, why are you singing melow songs like this. Hwa... hwa...."

Husna was crying more and more historically, it made Arief and Yollanda frightened and they chose to take a few steps back.

"He, what's my favorite kanggo putu?" grandma shouted from a distance as she saw Husna crying like a child asking for a balloon.

"Well, is it ayu iki anake Mbah? we know what sing nggawe dhewe nangis. We may sing a song lan uga takon sadurunge what is cah ayu iki gelem ngrungokake our song utawa ora?" Yollanda.

(Loh, is this pretty grandma's daughter? we don't know what made her cry. Really am. We just sang a song and also asked before if this beautiful Mbak is willing to listen to our song or not.)

Grandma immediately approached Husna and calmed her down.

"Husna, cah ayu. What's the matter?, have they hurt you? did they do something that made you cry like this?"

Grandma really didn't know that I was having a hormonal boost right now because of her pregnancy, making things very sensitive and making Husna crybaby.

"Grandmother, they are lovers but why do they sing such a sad song. They sang a song about farewell" Husna said.

Grandma immediately stared intently at Arief and Yollanda.

"Quickly change the song. If you can't bring back the smile on my granddaughter's face, you'll be singing your whole life without ever stopping!" Grandpa's Order.

The deg!

Arief and Yollanda looked at each other before they started singing a song.

Jreng..

Jreng..

Jreng...

Arief began to play a tone that sounded like it was uplifting to rock, Husna stopped crying and was ready to listen to what seemed so cool to listen to.

Pain is in the life of the lover.

But you have to accept the truth.

Stay calm, positive thinking.

Because he's not your soul mate.

Hey, don't daydream, it's no use.

It won't change the situation.

Beware, you trance, demon entry.

Later forget yourself, so add crazy.

Don't give it up, try to find another one.

On this earth he is not just one.

There are many who can,

Better and understand, accept you for who you are.

Heartache does not mean resignation.

Surely all will have a silver lining

Keep trying, keep praying.

Let's just say he's not your soul mate.

Hey, don't daydream, it's no use.

It won't change the situation.

Beware, you trance, demon entry.

Later forget yourself, so add crazy.

Don't give it up, try to find another one.

On this earth he is not just one,

There are still many who can.

Better and understand, accept you for who you are.

Positive thinking, yow!

"Stop stop stop. Koe iki to sing iku se. Garai is sadder ae," after grandma.

(why do you sing songs like that? it makes him even sadder)

"It's gone there." Ketus grandma after giving some money sheet to both.

Grandma then invited Husna to come inside.

"Sir, are you okay?"

"Grandma, why did grandma tell them to leave after grandma gave them money? Husna still wants to hear some songs from them."

"Well, where grandma didn't order them to go home, if the songs they played would make you cry."

"I'm sorry Husna Grandma, Husna doesn't know why Husna suddenly became a fetus when she heard the mellow song they performed."

"Now it is better to rest and stop crying. Don't cry."

Husna smiled as she scratched her non-itchy head before she decided to leave and enter the room.

Why am I being a crybaby? Husnah. Don't Cry.

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