My Maid, Lara!
The Lost Dream.

A week has passed.

The old prenjak bird in the mahogany is still singing even though it sounds discordant. As if to doubt the sadness that tells about the journey of the story of the human child who dreams about spring, with fragrant accompanied by drizzling wet brushes. But the only dream that comes is to walk on a rainbow full of mirages.

Lara sits next to Aswin's house. In front of it looks a very clear swimming pool until it is visible to the bottom of the pool that is bright blue like the color of the sky above it.

A story of a day gone by.

A short life with Zac. Crying, Smiling and sharing a Beautiful night with the handsome young man of her heart garden.

Although now all is lost in the cloudy Mega that accompanies the testimony of a story that never became real.

The tears seemed to have run out as if the kabul ijab agreement witnessed by the KUA Office in front of the Mother and the side of the nearest Aswin family.

Lara frowned which was painful.

The wedding had been solemn even though it seemed rushed and very simple.

What happened to this sudden marriage?

Does Aswin love Lara sincerely?

Lara knows the answer.

Two days at Aswin's house, Lara overhears him calling someone.

"Of course I don't love him, are you crazy! I just want to snatch Zac's "toy", he's kind of pulling my heart out, playing with him is gonna get two pleasures for me.

First as the heartbreaker of Zac and both as a pleasure for me,"He said casually while laughing Evilly.

Lara also heard Aswin say again.

,"Let Zac know that losing a beloved toy and losing a beloved sister almost have something in common." Connect again.

it makes Lara more broken.

How sad life is for him. It was like a chess piece that could be played with by ruthless Tyrants like them.

Do Tyrants like Zac and Aswin not know love like him?

All they have in their minds is misguided lust?

Zacs! The boy had no intention of looking for him. And let their stories disappear swallowed up by night.

Lara stroked her stomach. Why should there be a fetus seeding in her womb? And the teenager went away as if deliberately surrendering himself to Aswin

A drop of dew on the leaves seemed to dry up leaving a vaporized mark pierced by wind and sunlight. On the leaves of flowers that clump almost withered and dangled lethargic.

Lara made the parable for herself.

Poor girl love seems to have no value at all in the eyes of Zac or maybe even to Aswin.

They prefer to play with the feelings of a woman like her.

And Aswin?

Aswin Is a good man in the eyes of Mother Lara who was deliberately invited to witness the wedding of her only daughter.

No responsibility Aswin brought the group from Lara village. To provide support and support to him to attract the sympathy of Lara the village girl who does not know where fate will take her.

Aswin did this all but to have Lara touched and feel loved and to be an honorable woman, so willingly accepted Aswin's proposal to question her.

Lara's family was innocent villagers as innocent as Lara. They have perceptions as seen by their eyes.

All they know is that Aswin is a good man responsible and very rich, has been waiting for Lara who is labeled very lucky the world afterlife has got a husband like Aswin. Which even in their dreams never thought Lara would get a husband like Aswin Halim.

A very great Chinese-Indigenous Blasterman.

Lara changed like Cinderella.

Aswin seemed to love Lara very much. But Lara had known behind all the sweet impressions.

The dashing man with his neat office stellan was seen approaching the dreamy Lara near the open second-floor glass window.

make a beautiful face with long hair is like a painting of high imperialism and luxury for connoisseurs of art.

Beautiful from all sides.

Loose clothes Geisha model with a light purple thin kimono made of light and very soft it blows in the wind.

Aswin stroked Lara's shoulder and smiled sweetly.

"I'm leaving first, you're home with Ani. I'll be home early in the afternoon" he said, looking at Lara from the side.

The girl looked stunning."Hmmm it's appropriate that son of a bitch makes it a fun toy, Lara is indeed very beautiful,"The inner whisper.

Lara just nodded small and stiffly.

Aswin kissed Lara's forehead gently. And looked into the girl's clear eyes meaningfully.

There was doubt in Lara's eyes over all her sweet attitude.

The 27-year-old stepped firmly towards the garage his driver had been waiting for, The polite half-old man nodded towards Lara from a distance.

Aswin also went to the streets lost from sight.

Lara took a deep breath.

He remembered his simple item with Zac that many left behind in the old gnaw.

For this let it all pass.

Maybe tomorrow or the day after the whirlpool of time will take him in a better direction.

The house is now empty. The relatives and friends returned home yesterday afternoon.

Likewise, Lara's mother, the innocent old woman did not feel at home for long at home with Aswin.

He'd rather go home.

Boiling Pandan leaf leaves that will be processed into his hand creations that can be the support of his life.

He did not expect to get a splash of wealth and abundant material pleasure from Aswin who is now his son-in-law.

Warsini's mother, Diah's mother, has been used to living quite simply. Never dreamed of having a magnificent house with a large giant.

He has only one wish in his life, which is to see Lara happy.

Not as a display and used as a collection that can be sold for purchase.

Lara's mother actually knew from the look in her daughter's eyes that Lara did not actually radiate happiness with Aswin's marriage partner.

Last night Sa'at Lara came to her mother's room, The old woman said.

"Lara, if you don't feel happy about this marriage, go home! Don't push yourself, I don't want you to be pressured by something you don't want." He said while stroking his daughter's hair.

Yes Lara is unhappy. But he will still continue to survive with the content that will grow.

However, Lara does not want her son to be scorned as an illegitimate child.

Let Allah give him the word, for Lara knows: Every suffering has a base and an end.

Lara walked towards her room and laid down her tired body.

He wants to forget for a moment the face of Zac who always plays around in his eyes.

One day he may forget Zac like the young man who gave his departure to another man.