INDIGO “SANG INVISIBLE MATA”
SKID 1
(A few years later)
A long time has changed, not to return home for years. The bitter beautiful memories were still engraved like they had just happened yesterday.
Where others do not know a great disaster struck, spread fear of death. The ground when it was difficult in the field, the air felt tight to breathe. Let past time pass by looking at the bright future with effort.
I tried to close the problem with a lie and I didn't want to know. Burying deeply my feelings, even killing my own dreams for the future.
Ferdi.the nickname that is often used to talk to me. Not a few people who call him, the name of blessing from parents.
Returning with a glimmer of light makes life happy. Somehow the news of friends and relatives here, letters and messages are always exchanged but do not get close to the distant heart.
"Dad, chepet dong" call a little boy
"Yes briefly. You don't know where Grandma's house is either"
I hope the future will be good for me and my family, even if we are not together. The relationship at school that ended for us, separated by fate and already had a family each.
Even so I hope he is always happy, "All right,." My inner.
SLIP 1....Seriate