
"How are you madam? " Survey suddenly asked.
" As you can see Parlan, I'm fine. I was able to overcome the emotions that would peak in my heart. I can control my anger when I see or talk to Prasetyo or Atika. Just I want to know what they're doing when I'm not around" Miana immediately pulled out her phone. He was looking for a recording in his room.
" Mriss is better not to be seen at this time. Later if the time is really free." Parlan asks Miana not to see the footage right now.
" What if I see this moment? " Miana dropped off the phone she was holding.
" So, right now, the lady's picking up the kids. If for example the Madam saw the tape, you kept crying. The kids will wonder. Do you want to look sad in front of the kids? " Parlan explained his goal.
" Yes you're right... I can't find out what I shouldn't know. By not finding out my heart will become calmer. Thank you for reminding me. If you don't remind me, then I'll get hurt again" Miana smiled and put her phone back in her bag.
" All the Wounds are actually our own who make. If for example we do not want to be hurt so deeply, we have to remove the pain. Just like the madam said. By not finding out, the pain will decrease by itself" Parlan again gave advice.
For some reason, Parlan suddenly set a music, and it was a song performed by a new musician in the country, namely Deni Cak nan, entitled KLEBUS.
Dalane rame atiku
Angen tresno dibales
Nyatane tresno dibales
Uwis is comfortable to be affectionate even to say
Meh lungo angel defending loro
Nyobo is always ono despite koe raono roso
Roso sing jebul takrasakne dewe
Kebacut babe ngek i hope koe milih lyane
Sky e peteng udane soyo deres klebus press atiku
Cedak e karo I nanging atimu dinggo wong liyo
Wis dalane dadi
Singinggos sliramu sing again need entertainment
I sing dear I sing fight
Your part koyo biasane part sing nglarani I wae
Sky e peteng udane soyo deres klebus press atiku
Cedak e karo I nanging atimu dinggo wong liyo
Wis dalane dadi
Singinggos sliramu sing again need entertainment
I sing dear I sing fight
Your part koyo biasane part sing nglarani
Wis dalane dadi
Singinggos sliramu sing again need entertainment
I sing dear I sing fight
Your part koyo biasane part sing nglarani I wae
"What do you mean? " Miana glanced at Parlan. Parlan was so relaxed and enjoyed the song.
" I just listen to a song, every day listening to the curses from the madam makes me feel pain too" Arlan casually replied.
"Yes yes.. I know what you mean. Indicate me, right? " Miana sneered. And Parlan smiled at Miana's behavior.
"The problem is not to make you weak. If you feel a problem as big as a ship, be assured that God's help is as big as the sea"
"I know it should be"
"Sometimes when we feel patient How are things getting worse, people are getting more careless? Because it turns out that all this time we thought that patience was just silence doing nothing. Though patience is our best response in dealing with every problem of life that befalls us, not just silence. These are the words I once read on a Medsos account" Parlan said the thing that made Miana stare at him.
" And what else do I have to do? " Miana, who still felt a dead end to her mind, asked Parlan for advice again.
"I think you can fight, but don't overdo it. You can survive, but you know the time and the limits. You can love, but not completely. Because no matter how hard you try, if you're not the person he wants, it'll all end up in vain" Parlan said.
"I've thought of everything. But I was afraid to act" Miana wiped away a drop of tears that broke through the dam and wet her cheek. Lately the tears have been flowing a lot. And so the pain, not many tears coming out anymore.
"Believe does not believe when a woman already knows the quality and value of herself is very valuable, she understands very well the target of her life, let alone chasing and begging for love, he said, seeing someone who doesn't appreciate it won't? " Parlan said something that made Miana look back. That's right what Parlan said at the moment.
"Rightly what you said, I feel pain in keeping it all."
"Trust me, rejected but not angry is a very extraordinary patient." (Trust me, disappointed but not angry it is a very wonderful patience)"
"But if you are disappointed continue not to be angry like something is stuck in yourself" Miana still interjected.
"I know, by letting out anger, our feelings become relieved. But we also have to think about what the consequences of the anger are" Parlan can still compensate.
"All I know is that the broken will grow, and the lost will change. I've been in an incredibly sick position. What makes me strong is that it collapses, but it grows. Though wounded, but still laughing. Even if it is broken, but still grateful. That is power. And it all comes back to each of us. Only yourself will make everything return to how it was" Parlan seemed to tell how he was able to pass through the trials that God had tested on him.
"It was hard, but the difference between me and you, Arum went in a state of jihad, while prasetyo went in a state of evil" Prasetyo recalled how sick he was in a soulmate's stay.
"And both of them did leave a wound" Miana still faithfully heard, as if Parlan was confiding about her condition first, but gave strength to her.
"Then from that Miana, you must become a strong woman. Do not be weak in the storm of life. You know, tough skippers aren't the ones who never face a storm at sea. But yes who always train dexterity and learn how to deal with the storm. Wiped off the waves, tossed udders in the vast ocean. But eventually he was able to control his boat. Just like us" Parlan was unrelenting.
"Dad and mom, do you know anything about this? " Task Parlan.
"I dare not tell them. I'm scared" Miana replied.
"As for you, be careful!"
"I'm more comfortable telling you than I am with Mom. It's nothing, I'm just embarrassed. And you know for yourself if I'm not as close to you as mom" Miana fell silent.
"I knew... What about dad? " Miana still shook her head.
"Stop that..." Miana. I don't want both parents to worry.
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