Love and the Past
Part 93's
After school, Salsa gets ready with black for the right thing, she also does not forget to tell Azka that she will leave even though the man is cold to her.
At a very slow pace, Salsa entered a public cemetery that was very quiet, today was the day of the death of his beloved father. The girl crouched down right next to the father's grave, stroking the tombstone with tears beginning to flow down her cheeks.
"So crying again Pa, sorry I broke my promise not to cry if I meet papa," said Salsa.
"Sorry Pa, Asya is late, not the same Mama too, but just calm Asya will be long here nemenin papa." Salsa brushed away the tears that kept wetting her cheeks.
"Asya kangen with Papa, Asya kangen in the hug with Papa if crying gini." Salsa was sobbing next to her father's grave. Tears unceasingly flooded the face of the shoulder-haired girl.
Memories with Mr. Arion again revolve in the head of Salsa like a film.
"What promise will you come home soon?" salsa asked in the doorway after crying not to let her father go that night.
"What do you promise to go home, baby, what do you want?"
"I want a big doll, as big as Papa's body so I can hug if Papa leaves."
"Request in the commanding process, Papa go first." Arion left after peeping Salsa's forehead as well as Mama Reni's.
Who would have thought that night was the last night Salsa met her father, not the news of her return, but the sad news of her accident.
"Papa, Asya is big and already has a girlfriend, Papa knows, Asya's girlfriend is very handsome but he's the head of a motorcycle gang, sorry to violate Papa's orders not to deal with bad kids. Asya love Azka."
"But just calm Pa, Azka good boy is not naughty like the others, Azka keep Asya very good, so now Papa can sleep quietly there."
The sky began to turn yellow, soon it will be night, Salsa said goodbye to immediately go home to the father. Because it was afternoon, Salsa decided to spend the night in Bandung and will go home tomorrow, especially he misses his home here. A house full of memories from my father.
Before returning home, Salsa stopped by a sea not far from the cemetery, sitting on the sand enjoying the beauty of twilight. Straight forward, in his mind continues to spin the face of the father who continues to smile cheering. He missed that protective figure.
"I suspect you must be here" said a man sitting next to Salsa.
"Keen? What about bandung?"
"Me meet Papa, can't you?" keenan looked straight ahead.
"Gue thought you'd forgotten Papa, '" muttered Salsa.
"In order?" Salsa. He looked at Keenan with a difficult look.
"Can I call you Iyan today? Besides I miss the figure of Papa, I also miss the figure of Iyan," pinta Salsa.
Keenan fluttered, hesitant to accept Salsa's request, on the other hand he could see Salsa what else the girl's eyes had swollen from crying. Here else he does not want his best friend to misunderstand if he sees this. If she nodded, Salsa would hug her like she always did when they were together.
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