Peripheral View
Episode 12's

After a long time I heard the story that increasingly pierced the recesses of my heart and mind I also forced myself not to dissolve in his deep sadness.                                                                         "Then what's your fate after you find out that the father of the child you bear cannot accept his existence?"                                                                                                     I began to be enthusiastic about the continuation of that story, a story that might have made me learn with the bitter experience of someone who had lost his life. the life that he should be able to live properly but now only lives a mere past that is difficult to remember even impossible if you want to repeat.                    "I hnaya igin recounted the final core before I sighed and exhaled it one last time, which I thought after I didn't breathe there would be nothing more painful than a new life, but I was wrong, it turns out that this is the worst choice of my life"                                                       ***                                                  my name is Dinda, I was born on July the 5th right in 1971, I am the second daughter of three brothers, I have an older sister and a younger brother, I have, my life is arguably not so perfect because my father and mother always make me the middle child who is wrong. 

  I had to give up on my brother because I was a sister, a sister couldn't fight to a bigger brother, and so was my sister, I had to give in to him because I was a big brother and a big brother should not fight anything with his sister, a big brother should love his sister with a soft and sincere heart.                                                                                                                               this kind of life that I always live after a day for 20 years, just when I was 20 years old I decided to wander, start a new life in a foreign city where there are me and a stranger there.           

    I just want a peaceful life without any commotion in the house and fight over the things I like with others, as simple as that is my purpose in life, he said,I decided to go to the island where there are many stories of natural beauty and also sparkling night world that I really want to talk about from my age of 15 years, he said, with all the ways I did to set foot on the island, I finally summed up my savings five years ago, I broke the bamboo piggy bank I carefully counted the shabby and almost formless banknotes.                                                                              in 1991 I finally set foot on the island of my dreams, I was amazed by the beauty and different atmosphere here, I breathed this air slowly with my eyes closed,

"brugha"

someone hit me from behind.

I just shook my head slowly and my eyes were glued to that beautiful pair of eyes, a pair of eyes I had never met so far, my heart was beating fast afterwards, she said, I saw him running away from me on his back, which had disappeared in the frenzy of thousands.

"had I forgotten, where did I go? I have no purpose at all, no information I know here, no clues at all, it's the way first"

I muttered to myself in silence and was confused about how I went through life today.