Young Couple

Blubbering

Boy and Rya were in the room, as usual, the couple always spent time together chatting casually before going to bed lulled by the warmth of the night.

Rya is seen carrying two cups of tea to accompany the chat, sitting casually together in a balcony. The night wind that hit their bodies.

"Why the hell hon? how can you keep dreaming?" asked Rya who saw her husband sip a cigarette with a straight look without blinking. The man seemed to be carrying a burden in his view. "Heeeyy.." Rya patted Boy's shoulder which did not answer his question.

"Eh. mother." Boy turned his head and smiled stiffly realizing his wife was beside him.

"Why?" ask Rya again.

"What's the reason?" Boy asked back.

"Dreamy anyway. nih. nyaaa tea." said Rya while offering a cup of tea he brought.

"Yes bun, thank you." said Boy while receiving the tea.

Rya then sat down, drank the tea and put it again on the table. Staring at Boy who again sipped his cigarette. "What's up, huh? dong's story is the same mother if there is nothing.." said Rya.

"Oh.. What's the matter?" again Boy asked.

"What do you think about until you start?" Rya asked again, indeed the last few days her husband was always looking blankly. "You miss papa and mama?" Rya guessed, surely a child must miss his parents even though they already have a life of their own. Moreover, the current state of Boy is still a cold war with Rena and Wira.

In a few years, it can be counted with their fingers met to just ask the news and invite Barrel to play. But there is still a confusion between them. Not as fast as before.

Rya took a deep breath, digesting Boy's words then recalled the times when they were still teetering.

"Maybe I was wrong in their eyes for making the company colaps, even though I did not really do anything. Should be the affection of parents, wider whatever the fault of his son. It's malaaah..." Pluck!! A tear fell from the end of Boy's eye. The man chuckled shaking his head, but his eyes could not lie and again escaped tears.

"Hon. mending we've done all this.. Ancurin the wall of the ego, this cold war will be until when to try? you've already shown me, right, if you're successful now?" rya said while stroking Boy's arm. "They must be just as sad as you are, they must also miss you.. They don't have any more children besides you, hon.." Rya still gently stroked Boy's arm.

"Either bun, this bathin wound is very difficult to heal." said Boy while wiping his tears.

"As you always say to me, accept. forgive.forget it.." Rya so followed by throwing a tear, overwhelmed by this situation. Rya sat closer and closer, eroding the distance between them. "Inget is not all your motivation for me, when I was down really first..?"

The next second Boy even grabbed Rya, the woman who for years always was beside him. Accompanying in his joys and sorrows, the reason Boy is always strong and passionate.

Somewhile.. Disappointment is difficult to understand by the heart, the feeling comes just like that. Stabbing the heart and destroying it without pity. However, it is we who control ourselves and those emotions. We have the right to determine. Don't lose and make your explosive emotions rule yourself, making you revenge and burdening yourself.

"Look, hon. spilled it all.. Take off the burden that you are in your heart, let you be relieved." Rya stroked Boy's shoulder very gently, giving his embrace to the man he loved so much. Letting the man cry in his arms.

Cry if you want to cry, cry as much as you can. Take a moment to make room for yourself to feel all the feelings. Bathin wounds that do not recover one of them because they often laugh pretend, hold back crying to all his bits. Learn from the little boy who laughs and cries full of independence.:')

"Tomorrow we meet mama as papa yaa.." said Rya again, while still calming the man with his embrace.