A Series of Dreams
Reality Painful

The usual twilight is synonymous with beauty and pleasure does not apply to the Sandi family. The swastamita enveloped the horizon glowing orange, as if voicing sorrow and wounds. Tear drops and screams nestapa coloring simple dwelling on the outskirts of Kembang city. Lamentations were heard softly from the dry lips of the old lady who was covered in a veil. His body weakened after a whole day of not receiving food intake.

Not much different from Lasmi, Kenanga also glanced in the corner of her parents' modest room. The pregnant young girl sat down hugging her two bent knees. Eyes reddened, his cheeks were imprinted wet. Sometimes it sounds sob, not clearly meaning regret or victory. At the very least, he managed to snatch the man that belonged to his own sister.

Password snoring repeatedly, unable to string words. His frustration is not only because Kenanga can not take care of herself, because another because the man who has been impregnated is Caraka. Seruni's sad face if all these facts are open.

“We have to see his parents. Hold accountable. After all, Anga should get married soon. It is impossible to wait for his stomach to erupt.” At the end of the sentence, the old man again snorted. The sharp gaze turned soft, the breath at the tip of the lips pout.

Lasmi listened in her sobbing, Kenanga quietly languished in grief. The mother and son were so compact, that even the injured expressions were so similar. Repugn. After many years of being tied together in one family, Sandi considers Kenanga to be not part of her.

“Pak, I ..”

“Must get married. You should get married in the near future, then Uni.” Ah, Sandi's sigh is heartbreaking. At the same time he had to take off two princesses at once. It's hard, but it's an unavoidable reality. There is a time, every event has a silver lining. Turning his eyes to Lasmi, his wife no longer protested. Just quietly lie down in a simple quarrel. The shabby face implies despair.

“But Caraka is not necessarily getting married. Day ....”

“Don't want to get married, but dare to go so far.” Clenched hands, white knuckles.

“I haven't discussed it with Aa.”

“No need to discuss anymore, but already have to make a decision. Call him, we'll be there tonight. You should talk about your marriage. In any case, can not be delayed again.” Sandi.

“Mother don't argue much. Especially try to act. Uni is getting married to Wise, and Anga is getting married to her baby's father. That is real justice.”

Lasmi's tear rolls back down. He could no longer argue after everything that happened. The atmosphere was too high, but it was fought with all its might. Unfortunately, Kenanga messed things up. Again, he had to let Seruni mate with a rich man, while his biological daughter was tied to the son of the village boss next door. It's not fair, obviously the two men who will question his daughters are not comparable.

Sandi looked sadly at Kenanga. Ever since it was exposed, the girl couldn't show her fangs. Just stay in the corner of the room, docked fate.

Thankfully, the Union was detached from men like this. God is never wrong with a soul mate. A good woman will meet a good man.

“Pak, can I just drop it.” A crazy idea came out of nowhere, suddenly flashed through Kenanga's mind.

“Quite your mother, Nga. You don't follow. Poor treasure is destiny, poor morals are choices. Don't be a woman, there's no more value. Beautiful face it depends fate, beautiful heart it depends on yourself.”

Me ...” Kenanga.

“Contact Caraka. We're going there tonight. You should marry him. With men who have dared to impregnate you.”

Just as the speech was finished being thrown, a loud voice sounded interjecting from behind Sandi's back. Surprising, it forced all eyes to the same spot. Lasmi was flabbergasted, Kenanga's eyes were breaking. The beautiful figure seemed to droop helplessly on the floor.

“Uni.” Sandi hurriedly squawked, clutching the body of her helpless daughter befriending the cold floor.