Woman

Episode 2: A Pinch of Memoir

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“Look, how about I just accept the application of Rahmat?" said the brother while standing up and holding the skinny arm of Disa.

“Let us have a place to stay later!”

“I don't want ah... Our actions later impressed morotin!”

“Yes too anyway, but, ‘kan?” The woman was hesitating.

“Quiet down, Brother! If I succeed, I will never let those people insult us again! You will never be alone, I will be here!” he continued convincing with a burning spirit.

“Iya! But,” muttered the woman while taking out a ring.

“What is it?”

“This—”

Not finished the woman said Disa quickly interjected, “That ring given Mas Rahmat ya, Kak?” sela Disa was a little cynical, and there was no reply from the older brother. “Kak,” he continued forcing.

“Iya,” the answer is hesitant.

“Why does he love ring?” his prints.

“Actually, Mas Rahmat has been sleeping, but I have not given you an answer.”

“Udah how many times do you people say! Don't bother my brother!” chirps Disa looks not like. Her brother smiled stiffly looking at the young Disa's behavior.

“Dis?” call the woman.

“Kakak really is that!!” the teenager was upset. “Always defend Mas Rahmat,” he continued as if he understood the meaning and purpose of the call.

“Not so,” defend the woman.

“Yes already, if indeed you like the same Mas Rahmat, Dis can not do anything! Hopefully a soul mate,” continued full of innocence that makes the brother can only smile at sad times like this.

“I'm sorry, your brother is yes. I hope it will be the best choice for us right now!” he hugged Disa full of warmth.

“What matters is that the intention is not to make morotin!” stressed out. The brother agreed. “So we'll live where now?” he continued wanting to know.

“Quietly, Dis, we still have a little money saved! Bu Intanya aja abelin,” answers attract Disa, showed him enough money to rent a boarding room. The money that Ms. Intan refused, because it felt less to pay for all their arrears so far.

Both of them continued on a long journey, far from what was on their minds, not even planned at all.

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Aplaakkk!!!

Unknown thumping, shocking and disperse memories of a difficult youth. However, it was also a time of great excitement. Even so, he was eager to forget all the bad memories from his heart and mind. Although in fact, he longed for a family atmosphere that he had not had for a long time.

Hearing the shocking sound, Disa could only look around the room in the room and try to find the direction of the sound that surprised her. He found the distant window on the left side of the bed open quite wide.

It was the rain of bees, and the great wind that made the windows of the two-story house open.

"Rain?" he said lightly, when he realized suddenly it was raining.

He could slide the chair and walk towards the window. His gaze expanded, the garden lights flashing as if making fun of him. When she was about to close the window door, Disa began to cry.

The silence further slashed the heart, making the void space in the corner of his heart feel burning. Until the claustrophobic steam was powerless to flood his cheeks and neck, rushing past the minus-lens black bead. Dark reflection in the mirror like a shadow that is never expected.

The crying, silence, and rain made Disa weak. Weak as a grain of dark memoir, which arouses longing for a figure who knows who and where.

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