
Gheya's name is now polluted, because of the actions of living beings. He no longer knew if his heart could forgive. After so many times crumpled, hit by what is considered a trivial human.
Suppose there is one that wants to be used as a backrest, it will certainly stop without the need to run. Gheya used to not get good treatment at school, but Gheya chose to be silent even though it hurts without justice. Now he's free not to meet those people again.
Gheya, who was just an ordinary creature, chose to stay away from the unfinished lara. About some friends, who have made Gheya able to spark slander. Now lives his heart, which may be numb. Happy does not feel, sad is not too wanted to be felt, falling in love does not want to be thought of. His world was flat, wanting to think what happened was a dream.
Gheya doesn't want to be pensive any longer, he's out of his boarding house. Gheya was getting ready, in her makeshift clothes. Most importantly he was comfortable, out of boarding just to breathe fresh air.
Gheya sat by the side of the road, which had a chair. Now he started writing novels, because loyal fans were waiting. Gheya forgot, whose name is appetite. Gheya also forgot, about what is called the comfort of the world. How can he calm down, while the war continues to engulf his world. If it can be vacuumed, it wants permission from the face of the earth. For life is like a cold wall, and the hammer keeps hitting the wall with nails. Until he stuck strong, and allowed himself to withstand the wound.
Gheya was an ordinary woman. It lacks a slick face, and also an epic style. Gheya thought only her mother had gone to the area, in a state of sadness. In fact Gheya was the same, experiencing sadness in loneliness. The story of his mother who used to be, as if passed on to the soul of his body.
The city of Jambi became a place of escape, from the bland circumstances that chirped in the ears. Gheya recalled, while carrying goods in a paper bag. Calm down many times, deliberately befriending silence. It is not impossible to bring friends, but it only wants to be alone. Get away from the brutal bustle of the crowd, and choose soundproofing on strangers. God's fate brought Gheya here. Starting from the opening paragraph, heading to the core of a story.
"Sorry Ma'am, I didn't accidentally" he said kindly.
"Yes, it's okay" replied Gheya.
He proceeded in a hurry, and Gheya quickly returned to the inn. Gheya turned in a narrow hallway, it turned out that there were so many houses. Gheya wanted to meet the owner, and pay the rent. Want to live there alone, without being mixed up with strangers.
Unasked, the tears in her eyes dripped. The shadow of a pile of events in the house, coiled in Gheya's boarding room. Gheya leaned against the wall, exhaling slowly. I want Gheya to scream, but it will cause a commotion. Do you want Gheya to be angry? But, I don't know who to be on.
Gheya is not worried about money, because Gheya has provided it. Of course it's Gheya's personal money, hard work money that has been making eye pain. Facing the phone screen without rest, often makes the head dizzy. But Gheya did not care, bearing the status of a career woman was indeed his dream.