Grasping
Part 97's
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Yusha Demitri's? Isn't that exactly what his name is. The man with the characteristic hair mumps was made curious about the figure of a little girl who almost looks like him.
"Whose name are you?" Now replace Yusha who asked.
"My name is Yuara Sora Demitri. Mama said I have two. One Papa Sakky and another Papa Yusha Demitri. But Papa Yusha works far away and has never come to meet Yua with Beautiful Mama. Om's name is similar to Papa Yusha, Om must be Papa I, right?"
"Mr Yusha," call Kelvin who has returned to stand behind Yusha.
Yusha looked towards Kelvin and gave the code for his secretary to be quiet. After that Yusha turned again to the little girl who told a strange story, according to him.
"Whose name is your mother?" ask Yusha.
"Yua called her Beautiful Mama" replied Yuara.
"Beautiful Mom?" confused Yusha.
"Yes. Papa Sakky who taught Yua to call Mama Beautiful. But now Mama Beautiful is sick, kept the same Papa Sakky. All because of the Evil Om who hurt Mama."
Yusha scratches the periphery of the temple, not understanding the story of Yuara. But strangely he was very comfortable hearing the babbling of a fat little girl in front of him. Her face is so beautiful and adorable.
"Come, Pa. We meet Beautiful Mama, Papa must heal Beautiful Mama to be able to laugh again!" take Yuara who immediately holds Yusha's hand and pull her.
"Eh .. wait!!!" yusha said he wanted to prevent it, but inevitably stepped in because Yuara kept pulling her hand.
Just how many meters away, Yuara managed to bring Yusha in front of Sakky and Niar.
"Ma ... Papa Yusha has come" said Yuara managed to surprise Sakky.
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This time Yusha's heart was almost at a standstill, a petrified body with a gaze fixed on one object that made his life almost float.
How many times dream of wanting to meet the owner of the longing, but not in such circumstances.
Is this punishment?
It is like getting punished, from a mistake that has been realized. In the past, there was a burning feeling but it was extinguished instantly. There were high dreams but he dropped them on purpose. There is hope and desire, but it sweeps like dust.
There is a love that is broken but it is repaid with a lie. There is genuine affection created but wasted without feeling.
About all that, once consciously hurt a heart. Dustai sincere taste given. It might also stop the whole pulse of the dream of life that is owned. Then his love died with the sincerity that had been abandoned.
I thought this was punishment, maybe even karma. Like a bitten dera ever approaching. It's the coldest dera ever embraced with self-awareness. It's the dera that made him realize there was a heart he had turned off. Ii'm sorry.
The body is stunned with droplets constantly flowing. His sturdy legs are almost not strong to support the weight of the body because it relaxes instantly.
The man cried silently, the man was sorry and the man wanted to destroy himself. For what he saw was so heartbreaking.
"Ni-Niar ...." It trembled, softly, almost drowning in the wind.
"Norang ...." Both times to call. This time —for this time— his body really feels squeezed. Yusha dropped himself in front of Niar. A woman who was silent without returning her eyes. Women with clear eye basins as well as blackened eye circumference remained silent.
Sakky and Yuara observed a scene that had not crossed before.
The man with the deepest regret ignored Sakky's existence, forgetting the misunderstanding he had been thinking about all along. He embraced the fragile body with warmth and tears.
Heart crumbs muddied. Tight chest squeezed by an invisible boulder, rained down by thousands of sharp slashes. It's like a terrible nightmare.
"I'm coming ..," whispered Yusha.
You came, but my body barely held everything. It's a meeting that I've always missed and a meeting that I've been so close to. If —just as— you came early. Maybe dusk won't disappear.
"Niar, I-I'm coming. I'm sorry."
In the past, the woman in front of him was very beautiful with her shady face. Has sparkling eyes, thin lips that always publish a smile when welcoming his arrival. Now —for now— where is that sparkling face? Where's the smile?
"Niar ...," call Yusha once again.
Something happened, the dim eyes let out a clear crystal droplet even though his lips remained still with a glaring eye gaze on the orange payoda that was about to disappear.
"What happened to him?!" Not getting an answer, Yusha turns to ask Sakky.
"She .. experienced a severe psychic trauma that made her that way," Sakky replied swallowing a round spit.
"Hore ... This is Papa Yusha. Beautiful Mama Papa Yusha has come, she wants to pick us up like Mama said yesterday," Yuara cheered.
Sakky and Yusha switch on Yuara. But a moment later Yusha returns to Sakky hoping the man explains something.
"Ec ... The twilight almost disappeared. Let's go home!" take Sakky.
"Yet, Pa. Usually just come home soon," refused Yuara.
"It's almost maghrib. It's time to pray and doain Mama Beautiful to heal quickly," said Sakky.
"But Papa Yusha is coming with us, right? Papa Yusha should cure Mama Beautiful too, let the spit be healed."
Sakky nodded. "Yes. He'll come with us home."
"Let me explain everything, if you want, come with us" Sakky asked.
They left, also with the twilight that went along. Leaving dark.
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On the porch of Niar's house, Sakky and Yusha are sitting on a limp (a chair made of woven bamboo) the two men will engage in a serious conversation.
According to Sakky, maybe this is the right time to uncover a big secret. It is not his power, but he knows if Niar needs Yusha to be able to rise, can return like how much time ago.
For five years he pursued and waited for Niar's heart but not once did the good woman return his feelings. He knew that a man named Yusha was still a loved one of Niar.
Mbok Jamu often advises, love does not need to be together nor can it be forced. Maybe you have to learn to let go of your feelings to see a loved one happy.
He knew that God had created man in pairs, and he would have another heart after willingly giving Niar back to Yusha.
Sakky breathed in the air and held it long. The man tried to be airy with the arrival of Yusha. He studied sincerely, but did not rule out the possibility of pain felt.
"For these five years he's been waiting for you."
Yusha turned straight.
"You're so lucky to have her heart, even though your destiny is separate but Niar's love is whole to you."
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