Young Girl For Mr. Duda

Elena's Tomb

As always, the end of the month is the day that a Darren Gautama goes to the grave of his wife— Elena Gautama. The figure of the woman who had given him a daughter as beautiful and as good as Cellyn. The 28th was the date Elena breathed her last, just as it was their 5th wedding anniversary.

Darren loves Elena very much. She has known Elena since High School, admiring Elena not only for her looks, but also for her heart. Their love story is quite complicated, because Elena's parents never approve of both. Until finally Darren managed to melt the heart of Elena's parents, but it did not last long.

Elena Gautama, the angel of Darren and Cellyn. Both of them were very fond of the woman, Elena's death became his second biggest wound. Elena, the figure of a beautiful, intelligent, meek woman, but a little stubborn. He became the strongest fortress for his family, the weakness of his family.

The strong and loving mother. Cellyn had always been educated to be a strong woman as a child, and it is now evident that Cellyn became a great woman. Elena's properties decreased in Cellyn, especially the habit of Elena in inhaling the aroma of tea.

Elena's death was due to a brain tumor that she suffered from a brain tumor since Cellyn was 3 years old. Two years of struggle survived, two years he endured pain for his family. However, God willed another, just as his fifth marriage of the year he died. Elena was found lifeless in her bathroom.

The incident certainly caused wounds that were difficult to heal, especially for Cellyn who still desperately needed a mother figure. Cellyn mentally shaken at that time, she became a quiet figure and liked to shut herself in the room. It certainly made Darren worried and in the end decided to take Cellyn to Psychiatrist.

This is where Darren is now, his wife's grave. Cellyn doesn't even know her father's habits. He only knew Darren visited the tomb at the end of the year. Darren just didn't want his son to know the wounds he felt had not healed. He doesn't want Cellyn to worry.

Darren gently stroked Elena's tombstone, his tears dripping slowly. This is the weak side of Darren Gautama, Elena is his biggest weakness. Losing Elena was the one thing she feared the most.

"Hi, Honey. How are you, heem? I miss you, El. I miss your cooking. Nineteen years have passed, El. And, you still feel right there."

Darren and Elena got married at the age of 18. Early marriage taught them the meaning of the struggle. They face them in early marriage.

"El, now Cellyn is big. One day he'll marry, El. I'll leave it alone, I'm not willing. Okay, El? I don't want Cellyn in another man's hands, but it's fate. Hahaha ... later I age alone, Cellyn must be busy with her family. Ye know? The more he grows up, the more he looks like you. Cellyn always manages to make me miss you, El," continued Darren with tears that he could not stand anymore.

He's peeping an old Elena's tombstone. "I'll go home first, yeah. I'll be here again. Happy anniversary, Baby."

...***...

Refan was disappointed. His intention to buy his favorite bricks should run aground, because the seller batagornya closed. Refan sighed and ran his car back home. With her face, she entered her house. Intentions want to make Diana happy just to be wishful thinking.

Diana who saw the Child enter the house with a lethargic face, frowned. The woman walked over to Refan with a fixed gaze on her son. Refan who saw his mother walking closer to him again sighed harshly. Men are disappointed in themselves.

"Why you?" diana asked as she gently rubbed the mane of the Child.

Refan was reluctant to answer Mom's question, the man chose to hug Diana quite tightly. Meanwhile, the woman only smiled faintly at the spoiled behavior of her child. His son is famous for being cute out there, but when he was inside the house, he actually looked like a child.

Diana gently rubbed Refan's mane making the man more comfortable in the arms of the Mother. Although his age had entered the head of three, but his effective attitude to Diana was not lost. She could not even be far from her mother.

"Refan is very dear to Mother," he said.

She smiles. "Mother too. If you love me when do you love my mother?" joke Diana.

"Tau ah, lazy with Mom!"

...***...

This afternoon, the three beautiful and great women were in one of the cafes. The three decide to have lunch together, a routine activity at the end of each month. The place they came to was certainly not an expensive place, but a simple place with a beautiful view. They are currently in Bandung.

At the end of each month, they spend time on vacation. They will spend time to eliminate their fatigue after a month of activity. They don't want to be stressed because of the demands of the job.

He looked at his best friend. "It looks like we will go to the villa," said Alika.

"Villa's your parents?" ask Nata.

"Yes. Nothin?"

"No" said Yesha.

They returned silent when the food they ordered was delivered. They had a silent dinner, which they had done for a long time. They are used to eating without making a sound.

After a few minutes, the three had finished their meal. They breathed a sigh of relief then resuscitated his body in the chair. Their stomachs were already full of food, it was time for them to continue their journey.

On the way there is silence,

because Alika was asleep. Yesha was driving in the car and Nata was staring at the street. They are equally cool with their activities, in contrast to Alika who has entered his subconscious.

"It's so good to sleep" Yesha said as she accidentally saw Alika falling asleep from the windshield of her car.

Nata looked back. "Fort of maybe, justin' me."

Yesha gave a brief nod in response. He refocused himself on the road ahead of him. Women with the characteristic cold it will not talk much, for him wastes too much energy talking. For a moment he turned to look at Nata, he could see Nata looking at the streets.

"Boss you widower?" ask Yesha.

Nata turned his gaze to Yesha. "Young? I don't know."

"You may not know. You like him?"

"No!"