Antique Girl Porridge Seller
Longs
Is this how it feels to miss?
Rissa sat pensively alone in the campus garden. It has been almost 2 weeks that the girl has not seen the young man who the last few days has always accompanied her, teased her and has always been in every way she needs help. Every day Rissa went to college on her own, and the girl felt her life was lacking.
Rissa had been to the hospital, but the nurse there said that Viennese mother was not treated there. The Viennese mother and the Clouds disappeared without a trace and without news. How to tell if Rissa does not have a cell phone or store the phone number Dermawan.
Every day Rissa went to the Benefactor's class, but not a day did she meet the young man, not even her friend no one knew where Donation was.
The day that was just beginning to be colored, suddenly came back gloomy, there was no more crisp guyonan that was often thrown philanthropy, and no more advice that he heard from the Mother of Vienna. Although he had only met a few times, Rissa felt comfortable with them.
Rissa had just arrived home, tired of studying and selling, the girl immediately cleaned herself up and was intending to rest.
"Oh my goodness, where are you? did you move to another city?" Rissa was lying down while recalling the moment with Donation.
"Is this the name Miss?" rissa said with her hugging bolsters, long thought of Donation, until Rissa finally fell asleep.
Time by night, though,
Rissa was in the living room, after dinner, Rissa decided to study alone, although in the end she was also lacking focus but at least her mind was a little distracted to other things, besides thinking of Philanthropy.
While working on a math problem, Rissa heard the sound of the door knocking.
"Who's having a night out like this?" Then Rissa got up from her seat and walked towards the door, vigilantly, Rissa took a broom and after that opened the door of her house.
Chequelek
Rissa rounded when she saw the benefactor standing in front of the door of the house with a haggard face
The deg!
"Mas Cloud?!" rissa said, then dropped the broom in her hand
"Assalamualaikum Ris" said Dermawan
"Wa'alaikumsalam mas, please come in" said Rissa
The benefactor entered the house and sat on the sofa with Rissa. The girl looked at the generous face like never before. The young man was also more silent, when he opened a quiet person
"What would you like to drink?" ask Rissa
"As far as you are" replied the Benefactor
Rissa nodded, then went to the back and only took cold water from inside the refrigerator. Arriving in the living room, Rissa saw Dermawan leaning his head while closing his eyes, looking very tired.
"Diminum mas" Rissa said after pouring a glass of cold water into the glass. The girl's heart was covered in a tremendous curiosity with a change in generous attitude
"Mass," said Rissa, venturing to touch the hand of the benefactor. And Rissa was shocked as her hand turned in the young man's hand.
"The cloud has a problem what is it?" rissa asked fearfully
The benefactor who initially closed his eyes, now the young man opened his eyes and turned to look at Rissa.
"Mother, it's dead" said Dermawan with glassy eyes
The deg!
Rissa immediately stared at the news of the grief, and not only that, now her body felt heavy because Donation immediately hugged her. There was no sound of sobs, but the embrace felt so tight.
"Rissa is very sorry, but" said Rissa so sad.
"Mother of good people, surely God loves a good place for mother. I'm patient, yes" said Rissa
Long enough Rissa and Dermawan hugged each other, then Dermawan pulled Himself and looked at Rissa with puffy eyes.
"Sorry, I've been sassy to hug you" said Dermawan
"No papa, mas is always there when I am down, I will always be there when I am in the same condition. I know what it's like to lose, so I know what I'm feeling right now" Rissa said.
"Thank you" said Dermawan and Rissa nodded. Who would have thought if Dermawan hugged her again.
Generosity was devastated, when the grave of his mother who was still wet, there was not even 1 month. His father had wanted to remarry, and the severity of the woman he was going to marry was his own father's friend Aunt Rita.
Rita comes to meet Dermawan at his parents' residence. After a few days Vienna's mother was buried, Mr. Adi went home first, and it was used by Ms. Rita to meet Dermawan.
"Listen, your aunt and father are getting married soon" Rita told Dermawan
It didn't feel like believing but, Dermawan again remembered the photo he had found in his parents' room, there was his papa, aunt Rita and Utomo.
A puzzle that is still unsolved, but Dermawan sure, the death of his mother must have something to do with them both. The benefactor who had just arrived in the city was eager to meet Rissa, because ever since the death of his mother, the young man had also missed the girl .
"Mas still hugging me? emm, I'm a mas" said Rissa quietly.
Dermawan let go of his embrace, it turns out that in Rissa's hug is actually comfortable as well
"I'm sorry, it's too comfortable" said Dermawan and Rissa nodded.
"Where have you been for almost 2 weeks?" ask Rissa
"Mas to Mother's hometown in Jogja, After the funeral Mas stay a few days there. Wh why? you missed?" ask the Benefactor
Rissa threw her face to the side, her face that suddenly turned red did not want her to appear in front of the young man.
"No,,! just ask" Rissa replied
"If you miss, say miss Ris! I miss you too!" said Dermawan and Rissa immediately looked shocked
The two of them silently stared at each other and both looked for the light of yearning from the look of each eye.
Is it true that they both miss each other?
.
.
.
.
.
.
If my heart is longing, to whom I complain,😌