Grasping
Part 72's
The series of time brings the soul to a foreign place that has never been imagined, even for a second. The hopes and dreams of success that will be its own pride.
*That is so that you may know the meaning of life, that you may feel how to live yourself, that you may know the meaning of homecoming, and that you may understand longing.*
Well ... After the review, the sentence is true. Never once thought of being away from them. Not once thought of his beautiful dreams, he only focused on his devotion to parents. The same labyrinth did not allow him to rise to the realization of despair. About longing is very true, when far away, longing feels torturous. Every night the heart screams, thrashing with longing. Even lonely to laugh at him for the desire to meet but hindered helplessness.
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"It's hot today, yes, Mbok. But thank God, buyers are so rame." Niar's smile widened. He and Mbok Jamu have just finished serving buyers who have not been quiet and continue to arrive.
"Today is amazing ramenya, especially if this beach was officially opened for outsiders, huh? There must be a lot of bulls coming." Mbok Jamu chuckles funny.
"Yes. Hopefully all goes well, let this beach be inaugurated soon."
"Eh, it's already one o'clock, the people from the city haven't come yet, huh? Though Mr Camat, Pak Lurah and Village Devices have been gathered to welcome? Don't delay it anymore."
"If postponed, pity those who have participated to welcome but even failed" said Niar.
Beach lips are almost full of adults and children. They look happy to gather and talk, maybe with relatives or neighbors.
Niar's eyes passed from end to end, people were smiling. Like he who wears a smile but hides lara.
Not ending to lament fate, in fact life continues to walk despite being trained in pain. Dissolving in grief will only submerge yourself in a flood of tears. Now I want to forget about it, even if only temporarily.
Seeing the children running around and laughing happily made Niar want to approach them.
"Mbok, may I ask you a favor?"
"What do you ask for, Nduk?"
"Niar wants to go for a walk. Does Mbok mind if Niar leaves the store for a minute?"
"Owell, no. Wes there if you want to go for a walk, hand over the same shop as Mbok."
"Thank you, yeah, Mbok."
Niar began to move away from the store, graceful women clad in a small floral motifs began to comb the beach. Lips raise a smile when they see the ripples of small children who play ball, run around, some are wrestling with the sand just to make a sand castle like a fairyland. If he is not ashamed, maybe he also wants to print sand in such a way, but his age is no longer appropriate. Make Niar continue the steps.
Some time, Niar was made curious about the boisterous beach visitors who flocked to one place where there was a tent attached.
"Maybe the guests we've been waiting for have come" Niar told himself. The curious decided to follow them.
From another direction.
"Vin, how tacky there is a tent all! They think they want to welcome the artist, all the way! Look, there are so many people who have gathered," whispered Yusha softly to his assistant.
"I don't know either, sir. I think we're just ordinary people, without such a big welcome" Kelvin replied in a whisper.
Pak Camat and Device Village were very enthusiastic about welcoming Yusha.
Men in black with sunglasses are very charming and look superior to others. The hair is neatly combed and pigtailed back. One word to praise, perfect.
However, when Yusha arrived under the tent, Niar's bead could clearly see the silhouette of the much-missed man.
Deg ....
The heart's leaflets growl boisterously hurting the cavity. Without waiting for a long time, the clear liquid had already managed to collect in both eyes. Alternately wet the cheeks that are reddened by the glare of the sun.
As hard as he could, he forgot the image of the man. As hard as he was, he avoided not always meeting. Wh why? Why does destiny endlessly bring together?
God has a plan?
The tall tower fortress that was built seemed to collapse. An agonizing longing wants him to scrape off with a new leaf, however, fate does not permit.
He did not know, Yusha's presence as a longing drug or even more in creating a pit.
The roar flooded the face. Stifling. Screaming makes no sound. It hurts more than a knife. The hand shakes holding the sembilant. What hurts more, when met without being able to tell.
Slowly stepping back, he would not be able to meet the man. The man who to date reigns in the heart. However, the man was also the cause of the misery of his life. Make vacillating in longing and silence.
Soon Niar may leave the place, legs forced to step quickly. As fast as her tears.
"Loh-loh, Nduk, what's wrong with you?" Mbok Jamu was surprised to see Niar coming with sobs.
"Mhc ...." Niar hugs Mbok Jamu. Crying sobbed in the arms of the middle-aged mother who had been considered her second mother.
"Mbok, let's get out of here," Niar asked after removing his grip from Mbok Jamu's body. The woman looked back, worried look clear. Before Yusha knew his whereabouts, he had to leave the place immediately.
"Loh, why? What's up?" sue Mbok Jamu.
"Later Niar seluin. What matters is that we go first. We're going home now!"
Harboring curiosity, Mbok Jamu followed Niar's invitation. The two of them quickly cleared up the merchandise and closed the shop early. Niar and Mbok Jamu pass through a shortcut, so as not to be known by Yusha.
Arriving at the house Niar sat with a sigh. Seeing Niar not okay, Mbok Jamu passed to the back to get a drink.
His face was pale, his lips were trembling with unshakeable tears. He looked down, covering his face with two palms. Sobbing back, back in pain, the arrival of the man reminded of the wound that almost dried up. About the longing that is almost gone, about unrequited love. The seed he hid.
"Sir, what's wrong with you, To? Frightened to see you suddenly like this? Here, drink up!"
Although the water has drained the throat, it does not make Niar loose. The berserkness in the heart still feels.
"I'm away, Mbok. I want to hide him (his son-in-law) but why is destiny close? What do I do, Mbok? Is this a sign from God if I can't hide this child?"
Mbok Jamu frowned, not yet understood the story of Niar.
"Near whom?"
"With the father of the baby I bear."
"Huh?" Mbok Jamu surprised and widened the eyeball. "Father of your son? Is it here?"