He'S Not You
Chapter 2

Staring wistfully at the pale face of the slumbering woman on the gurney with the infusion in hand. Bandages on the forehead and hands are clearly visible in the eyes of the Latitude.

It could not be imagined, how it happened to make the woman in front of him hurt so badly that it made his heart sad. And how destroyed Lintang was not beside his mother in her time of need, which was also equally destroyed because of this very unexpected event, to make him lose the person he loved.

Swiping the hand of the Mother who he had considered as his own mother. How patiently the woman before him faced stubborn Lintang during his home first. How good is the Mother who always gives understanding and also affection through telephone connections while she is abroad.

There was no blood tie, but he always treated Lintang like his own biological son and more in love with his two biological children. There was no difference between Lintang and his two sons, all the same in his eyes. It's just that the cold nature of Latitude can not be lost even though it has tried to reconcile again.

Twenty minutes Lintang had been staring at his sleeping bunda due to the effect of the liquid medicine inside his infusion. Not wanting to disturb the sleep of the mother at this time, Lintang chose to come out of the room and told Ali to keep the Mother inside.

Closing the door, sitting in a long chair and exhaling heavily, relieved the feeling of sadness and fatigue in his brain. The long journey did make him tired, but not as tired as his heart that faces destiny.

Destiny makes it always alone.

Without feeling a drop of tears came out soaking the cheeks Lintang. shattered and sad to see the mother who is now alone without the man she loves. Without a man who used to always quarrel and disagree with himself to make the mother have to pass it.

Make your mother sad heart and choose to go to higher education abroad with the path of achievement only way he can treat the heart that is sick because in staying away for no reason by the person who is in dear.

He, who teaches Lintang at peace and he who makes Lintang back into his former self without having a heart.

" Mom?" The male voice called out to him, making himself wipe away the tears and look up at who was calling him.

He, his first brother.

" Abbas." Sapa Lintang, made Abbas smile thinly and sat next to his older sister.

" Mom from earlier?" Ask Abbas.

" half an hour ago?" Answer Latitude. " How did it go?"

" The police are still dealing with the cause. Alleged while brake blong." Answer Abbas. Making Lintang nod in understanding.

" Do we need to sue mbak."

" Is he responsible?"

" Yes." Yeah." Nodding.

" Then what should we demand. They will not be able to go back to how they used to be. We'll just turn it in with the cops." Latitude.

Right, what to do. All will not return as they once were, hand over the police is the only way. Only, the police can get away. Provided, there's a chocolate envelope in front of him, everything will be fine. No more dealing with the court.

Isn't that so much money?

" Have you eaten?" Tanya Latitude.

Staring at this first sister who had grown into an adult, and always a very gentle greeting while speaking.

Like Mother.

There were no harsh words and high notes from Abbas as long as Lintang established communication with him. The body that was more contained and tall than his sister, the eyes were sad just like his mother.

" No, have you eaten yet?" Ask Abbas.

For the new time this latitude of attention with his first sister. Usually they are never this familiar and give each other attention and strengthen the situation. Lintang and Abbas' taste was exactly the same, so there was no need for them to show as much attention every day as their last sister.

The latitude stood, making Abbas look up to notice him.

" Borrow the car, I'll go to Dad." Latitude Speech.

" I'm taking mbak."

Lintang could not resist, he also did not know where his father was. On the other hand he also began to forget a little about the streets in his city, he did not know if everything had changed or was still the same as before. eight years was not a short time for him to leave this memorable city. The place of the city where all her bitterness, sadness and emotional well-being are tested here. And now, it's all back.

Go, without coming back.

Like him, who left without coming back again.

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Enter into the vastness of the ground mound with gravestones lined up. Step by step, with a heart that increasingly pounding erratically makes it must be strong to go to where his father is.

Stop right above the red soil filled with sprinkles of flowers that are slightly beginning to wilt. Lintang, clearly see the tombstone of wood with a carving of the name of the father and his date of birth.

Abbas, giving way for his brother to touch a wooden headstone named his father.

Teguh saksono's.

The crouching latitude forms a gravestone inscribed with the name of his biological father.A drop of tear soaks his cheek back with his eyes closed.

Recalling the memories of his childhood with his father, he recalled in his brain, and the quarrels and disagreements with his father he remembered in his head. There were no shrieks of weeping in the lips of Lintang, no weeping in the Lintang. Only a small droplet of tears gave off the Latitude cheek without permission.

It's no dear, but he can't cry like he used to. His heart is dead, or he has no heart. Until his own father was very difficult to cry.

" I'm sorry Latitude Well, Maafin Latitude." Lirih Lintang, still holding his father's tombstone.

He prayed and prayed for his father. Ask the creator to forgive all the sins his father did and pray that he may be put in a good place. Back shed tears of sadness, he removed it and did not want to be weak in front of the sister who might be more fragile than him. His two brothers were closer to his father than to himself.

For a long time he prayed, he began to stand and Abbas also stood beside him.

Yes, Lintang saw the reddened eyes of Abbas and the tears in his eyes. Even when she could not see him, she began to stretch out her hands before Abbas. Abbas hugged his brother and cried on the shoulder of his stepfather's son.

like before, when Lintang needed its backrest.

Abbas doesn't know how Latitude feels right now. But all he knew was that his brother was pretending to be tough in front of him. Without being loved. Because of the nature of her brother, who was colder than her.

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