Bougenville of Love
15 - My sorrow.

From the dining table, Angga moved to sit on the sofa.

Unconsciously Angga continued to smile erratically while imagining a moment like when Damia was trying to give artificial breath for him. You could say the man was fantasizing when he and the beautiful sister were kissing.

Damia who turned to the kitchen is actually just to put the former cutlery that has been used to the dirty dishwasher. Then, the beautiful nurse returned to meet Angga to the sofa while nemvawa guitar that had been placed while in the kitchen.

Angga who saw Damia came immediately trying to control his facial expression so as not to continue smiling strangely so as not to be considered like crazy. The man gasped consciously when he saw the beautiful nurse carrying his guitar.

"Oh, yeah, guitar ... So, what are we gonna do with that guitar?" ask Angga

"This guitar is used for therapy" Damia replied

"Indeed .. is it okay to do therapy without being guided directly by and with a doctor? After all, what kind of therapy is there while using the guitar?" ask Angga

"You need to know, therapy has many kinds. Not all therapies must be under the supervision and guidance of a doctor, with the closest people around can really. Of the type .. that is, there is psychotherapy, cognitive therapy, there is even family therapy, and also art therapy. This time you will do art therapy with me who will accompany," explained Damia

"so, apparently. Then, what should I do now?" ask Angga

"Yes ... What should we do first, huh? Do you want to start listening to music first?" ask Damia

"Whatever, but I can't wait to play guitar. I haven't done it in a long time" Angga replied

"alright. Then, just follow the will of your mood," Damia said

"Then, do you remember .. If you were the one who taught me until I could play the guitar well" Damia continued

"I don't remember, but is it really?" ask Angga

Damia nodded small. Hugging the guitar, the beautiful sister also began to play a musical instrument in the plucked way.

Doing whatever the girl who works as a nurse always looks beautiful. Even Angga had been repeatedly fascinated with him. What's more when the beautiful sister plays guitar by playing the strains of one of her favorite songs.

Unknowingly, Angga immediately clapped as Damia finished the song while playing her guitar. The man's heart felt like it was shaking.

"You can play guitar after being taught by me?" ask Angga

"really. What about my guitar playing? Does it sound good or not?" ask Damia

"It's good. My heart trembled to hear your guitar playing" Angga replied

"Then why are you crying?" ask Damia again.

"Eh, am I crying? Masa, anyway?" ask back Angga

"Yes, your tears are falling right as you clap" Damia said

She touched her own cheek. Apparently, right. His cheeks were wet with tears. The expression on the man's face immediately changed from a bright smile to a muddle and his tears continued to drip out.

"What the fuck? Really, it's embarrassing. Though I never cried in front of a girl before," said Angga

"Have, don't cry anymore, Angga, but that's fine .. Maybe this is a reaction from and between your feelings and memories. However, you have to be good at controlling yourself. Don't let this reaction make you feel stressed and your headaches become recurrent" Damia said

Damia reached out with one hand to wipe away the tears on Angga's cheek.

"But why am I crying like this, huh?" ask Angga who is confused

"I don't know about this either. Again, this question must be your own who is looking for the answer later" replied Damia

..."Is it true that your former memory of us is something that hurts you, Angga? Though I play the guitar not with the music of a sad song, but until it can make you cry like this" Damia's inner...

"But, I'm glad you're the only girl who sees me crying like this. It seems to be a sign that I believe strongly in you, Damia," said Angga

Angga also touched and grasped Damia's hand which tried to wipe the tears on her cheek. The man smiled and the beautiful sister smiled. However, Damia immediately pulled back and released her hand from the grasp of Angga's hand.

Angga slightly flinched as Damia let go of her hand grip. Apparently, the beautiful sister still limited herself to the man.

Then, the beautiful nurse immediately handed the guitar in her arms and lap to the owner. Angga also received his guitar from Damia's hand.

"It's now your turn to play guitar for art therapy this time," Damia said

"I haven't played guitar for a long time and I'm also confused about what music to play" Angga said

"Kan, I gave you an example of a guitar from the music of a song. Do you know .. the music of the song that I played earlier was one of Sammy Simorangkir, our favorite singer first. If you want to try to remember about our friendship first, it's the clue. Try playing one of the songs from the singer with your guitar" Damia said

Damia nodded slowly.

He began to prepare to play guitar. The man placed his fingers on a certain chord.

Unlike Damia who only plays guitar without singing, now Angga will play guitar while singing.

The day I passed

Without you accompanying

I feel lonely in my life

I can't afford to step

I still remember your beautiful smile

Which always makes me remember you

Take me in my sadness

Didn't realize you weren't here

You are still the most beautiful

Beautiful in my heart

Why our story ends

Something like this

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Something like this

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The hampu now that I feel

I can't cry, either

Just the rest of the most beautiful memories

And my sadness

Such is the case if the lyrics of the title song My Sadness sung by Angga from singer Sammy Simorangkir.

After playing the guitar while singing, Angga closed his eyes with both palms. The man tried to cover his sad face that continued to cry.

"What made you choose this song from the many songs Sammy Simorangkir, our favorite singer?" ask Damia

"I don't know why either. My feelings seemed to encourage me to choose this song," Angga replied

"If you chose this song to play and sing, why are you crying?" ask Damia again

"I don't understand myself either, Damia .. Now my feelings are very messed up. My heart felt sad, scared, and chaotic as it all mixed into one. It feels very painful and stifles the chest," explains Angga

Angga still covered and hid his face from the beautiful sister who was now by his side.

Damia also took the guitar on Angga's lap and put the string music on the table. Then, the beautiful sister pulled the man by her side into her arms. To make the man calm down.

"Pacify yourself and control your emotions, Angga. Do not get dissolved in the feeling of sadness, you should only remember what makes you feel happy at this time. I'm sorry that I made you cry by doing art therapy this time," Damia said

Damia hugged Angga while patting and occasionally rubbed the man's back gently to make him calm again. Angga just continued to cry in silence in the arms of the beautiful sister while trying to make himself calm again in the comfort of the moment.

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Seriate.