Grasping
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This meeting and farewell to Your will, O Lord. I don't know what wisdom lies behind this vision of destiny. I am tired of crying bitterly because of a longing, let this heart lose its memory so that the figure of the owner no longer comes.

My story is just a piece of flavor. I will return with all my remaining strength. I will return to stand with a struggle-raising him alone. May there be no more emptiness and confusion. Let this soul feel happy even if it is not with him.

The bubbles of water tickle the surface of the skin, freshly hitting the entire body. The wind swirling adds coolness to the soul.

The curvature of the crescent moon was indeed bent from his lips, but no doubt his two beautiful eyes hung a clear liquid. His body was freed from a burden, but his soul was still tightly shackled longing.

"Mr, Mama ... Niar misses."

The liquid that had accumulated finally fell down. Every time you remember them, there are thousands of needles that puncture the skin to cause pain. Honey, until now the woman chose silence, choosing to hide behind loneliness. Still still turn off the phone power, without even turning it back on. He knew if his departure made the family confused about his situation. But he doesn't want others to contact him either. The other person in question is Yusha.

Niar still stands in the same place, enjoying the wind trajectory that gives rise to the same rhythm. Waving the clothes he was wearing, but why not wave his pain?

Disassociate oneself. From the shelter, the man in the mouth was looking at a woman who had come with him. His sight clings with a guessing mind. Because until this moment he did not know because the woman was stranded in her hometown. He also did not know, what the woman went through to get pregnant without the husband's assistance. He was sure that his mother would have known all the reasons, but he had not been able to take it.

Sakky's close proximity stopped on Niar's face that was closing his eyes, as if the party was feeling pain.

Recently he judged a woman to have a naturally beautiful face. Unlike women who are often found, most hide behind makeup masks. Niar was different, the woman was radiant naturally. Her beauty is not bored to look at, the picture of every line of her face is very fitting. Without excess makeup, even without makeup, his face still reflects the light shade. In Sakky's heart, he regrets the fate that befell her. I don't know what happened until every hour changed.

"Max ...!" Aware of having committed suicide, Sakky hurriedly cast his gaze in the other direction. Visitors to the beach that has not been officially opened are not as crowded as the beaches in general. There are only a few that cross there.

Tired of standing for long, Niar turned around and walked towards the coconut tree. There is Sakky who is enjoying the fresh young coconut.

"Udah running? Like a child," Sakky's lips welcomed Niar's arrival. The woman now sat down beside him. However, there was a distance between them.

"What was my behavior like a child?" Niar asked with a shy smile. At that moment Sakky turned his gaze towards the sea. Indeed, Niar's attitude increasingly raises a strange noise on him.

"Liat, tuh, there's a little boy running around like the Mother." Sakky pointed to the little boy running around on the beach.

"But I'm just walking along the beach, not running around like that, Mas" Niar protested.

Sakky no longer argued, the man took a young coconut and drank the water. Divert the awkwardness. It turns out that going alone with the opposite sex makes it uncomfortable, especially everyone who is found as if guessing with their views. And maybe, thinking the two of them were lovers. Imagine that Sakky's holding his head.

"Mas why?" asked Niar who was strange with Sakky's behavior, daydreaming then suddenly shook his head.

"Why? I'm okay," Sakky said.

"Mas, the beach here is beautiful, yes. Near from home. Every day I can come here" Niar told me.

"Whatever, Ma'am."

"Don't call me, Ma'am. It seems like Mas deserves to be my sister,"

"Idih ... pede, who wants to take you?" seloroh Sakky's.

"Ah,iya .. sorry. I'm too confident."

"Canda kaleeee. How old are you?"

"Two more months of 19 years."

"Away the same as me. Well, really if I'm like your brother. If that's the case, why don't you tell me the same story. I'm very curious about your status."

"I .. am married," Niar's words stopped, the woman lowered her head.

Sakky gulped, before it was suspected that the woman in front of him was indeed married. But hearing directly still made him stunned.

"Then, where's your husband?"

"I'm married, but I'm separated."

"Did?"

"The story is long, Mas. Every time I tell my story, it doesn't feel ready."

Sakky nodded, not forcing the woman to tell him in detail. The most important thing now was to know about the status of the woman.

"But how can a pregnant woman be divorced. Can't it be?"

"I forgot, too, that I just found out that I was pregnant when we were in the hospital?"

"Huh? So you knew that at the time too?" Again made Sakky surprised and widened the eyeball.

Niar nodded.

"So why don't you go back to your husband? She must know you're pregnant."

This time Niar nodded. "It's complicated, Mas. I have decided to raise this child alone. Let her be happy with her first marriage."

"First wedding?"

Ah ... Sakky is completely confused by Niar's circumstances.

Niar noticed Sakky's face which seemed confused. Niar smiled thinly. "I was married to my husband and made a second wife."

Sakky shook his head in disbelief, then let out a long breath. Now he knew the cause of the women he helped at that time often cried grieving. It turns out that the girl's life story is this tragic.

"So that single mom isn't easy, are you ready to babysit the kid alone?"

"Ready ready. I am sure that God is always there and helps his servant. Evidently, when I was confused to come to this foreign city, God sent people as good as Mas to help me. Is not this God's destiny."

'Hiya ... God's destiny?! At that time I had to help you, Niar! If not because of the threat of citizens, where would I take you to the hospital. And now you're taking every step of my way. But, your story's horrifying as well, anyway, Sakky's inner self.

"Oh yes, Mas, I would like to ask your opinion," said Niar.

"What opinion?"

"According to Mas, what kind of effort is it, which is suitable for me to survive?"

Sakky's forehead frowned, the man was thinking. "Em ... If you open a store how? Or rent a place around here to sell souvenir accessories. Soon this beach will be managed and officially opened for tourism. There must be a lot of people coming" suggested Sakky.