Naura, My Lost Love
Frans dream

"Frans help me..., Frans hu.hu..." Naura bowed while continuing to cry.

"Naura dear.." said Frans, who immediately jumped in shock, woke up from his sleep in the bus that took him.

"Thank God, it turned out I was just a nightmare. but the dream felt so real. I saw Naura so scared and crying.Hopefully this is not a bad sign that will befall her. I can't imagine what if I lived without you. I feel like half my soul went to Naura" Frans stared out the glass window.When she woke up from that nightmare, Frans started to get nervous, and she was so nervous, he was unable to close his eyes back.

Without feeling, the bus carrying Frans had arrived at the terminal. Frans stepped down, while circulating his gaze to see the busyness of the travelers. Frans stared at a piece of paper containing the address of the Uncle, the only member of the family Frans had in this Great City.

Frans rode an angkot to the Uncle's house, a place he had visited once.When he was in Junior High School, he came with his mother to serve his dead mother's wife. but Frans still remembers the location of his mother's house even though it's long gone.

Frans circulated his gaze, looking at the atmosphere outside the house that looked simple.His hands raised began to knock on the door.

"Tokc... tock.., assalamualaikum.." said Frans.

"Waalaikumsalam," came the voice of an answer, a woman from inside who Frans believed was Lisa's voice. Her mother's only daughter.

"Ceklek.. door is wide open, looks teenage girl is standing staring in shock towards Frans.

"Sister Frans" said Lisa so excited and immediately struggled with the pleasure of welcoming the arrival of her cousin.

"Lisa, it turns out you've grown up on the deck." stared at Lisa's anxiety.

"Let's go in, brother, come here to tell me first. let's dad or Lisa can pick up Frans to the terminal.!" said Lisa

"No need, then even ngerepotin you, Uncle where deck.?" the atmosphere of the house looks lonely.

"Dad still narik angkot when it's this hour brother." Lisa walked into the kitchen, made Frans warm tea, and served Frans and snacks as well.

Lisa stared fixed Frans face is very handsome, although from the village.but the good looks that Frans has are not inferior to the city man.in fact many people say that Frans is very similar to the artist indo. not a few girls are captivated by her charms, including Lisa who has long harbored her feelings.

Lisa was very happy, seeing the arrival of Frans who felt so sudden, but she realized Frans had always considered her own cousin sister when their family relationship was established. because her father was the half-sister of Frans' mother.

"Lisa you're so dumb." Frans teased when she saw Lisa keep looking at her face.

"Oh.a..i.m." Lisa was nervous and confused, and embarrassed because Frans managed to catch her wet who was staring in admiration Frans face.

"Sister can't come here.?"

"Bole.can be really even sis." spontaneously Lisa's hand held Frans's stocky hand.

An angkot stopped in the narrow courtyard of the house, saw Uncle with his tired face down. Frans stood walking towards the door.

"Frans, you're this brother, son.?" said Uncle happy.

Frans greets his mom. "yes it's Uncle."

"I didn't think you were growing up like this.!

Frans smiled in response to his mother's words, long time they chat in the house. Frans also expressed his desire to find a job in the big city.

"Alright Frans, tomorrow Uncle will help you to get a job. Now we eat first." said Uncle when he saw Lisa was busy arranging food at the table.