Dusk Belibis
GRACEFULLY PREGNANT

Marsel went out of nowhere where there was no Khabar.

Ever since the day of our quarrel the heart was gone Marsel.

One week after the incident, Marsel did not meet me nor did he send Khabar.

I'm very sad, should be or at least, Marsel didn't just leave me.

I waited for him at night like the morning or the sun waiting for the night. Marsel didn't come.

Noon, on Monday. My eyes swept across the campus area where Marsel studied.

“Kak, informatics management majors where are ya?” I asked a student who passed me, we engaged in a light conversation for a while.

I'll bow down to Marsel, to apologize.

“Kak, know sister Marsel?” a woman with ayu face looks at me suspiciously “No one's name is Marsel here.”

I knitted my forehead, “Ah, cook.”

It felt like I had broken up, looking for Marsel to all the places he used to go, even the places where we always spent time together, Marsel was not there. Marsel disappeared without a trace.

"Marsel I'm sorry."

With a lethargic face I went home. Losing Marsel was my toughest time.

''Can't we forget what happened yesterday, Marsel.''

Tonight a heavy rain poured down on the city of Jogja, I was cold in the room, lamenting my fate, "this is what it feels like to lose.''

The rain drops seemed to be a disaster for me tonight. Every knock that fell on the glass window of the room carried the shadow of Marsel. A splash of water like a needle pierced my heart many times over the pain.

"Mama,"

Mama came in to watch my haggard face. Seeing me who was in grief mama was no less sad.

“What's up?”

“Marsel leave me, ma,”

“Gita, sometimes, life is always like that, meetings and partings become a hidden beauty that no human being ever expected, but, make it a benchmark of your life, you know, that there will always be a special surprise from God for anyone who is able to face every temptation from Him well.”

I hugged mama “ mama,” Sound of Thunder boomed as if splitting the earth, like my soul that was floating releasing my body dwells memories.

“No ma! I don't want to lose Marsel, ma!”

“Pray, may Marsel return. Have you contacted him?”

Mama stroked my back slowly, “tidurlah, it's night tomorrow there is still a day that you have to pass.”

My eyes continued to follow every drop of rain that fell on the window of my room. Strum.

"The carousel..."

Rani's song sounds beautiful, even though it's a very classical song but it's the song I always sing when Marsel strummed his guitar.

He who is not good at playing the guitar is sometimes just the origin of the strum and we will laugh together.

Your love for me is second to none

It won't fade throughout the problem

I closed my ears

But you always have

Give the eternal ray of love...

‘Marsel..’.

The wall clock in the corner of the room showed at 01:00 the rain did not subside as well, I was standing on the window sill of the room on the second floor. When a shadow crossed the street, opening the gate of my house, my eyes followed, who.

'Fine!'

I quickly went down the stairs to open the door, what were these nights Anggun come to the house? my thinking.

“Anggun!”

“Gita..” Gracefully directly sitting at my feet, “iih, what's up?” many confused.

I completely lost my mind when I heard what Grace said.

Gorgeously pregnant, and...

Aaaaaah!

I can't afford to talk.

SERIATE....

The beginning of a friend's betrayal.