She's Melisa
Pilgrimage

You fucking dog, bitch, traitor, Arrrggghhhhh.

In the courtyard of the pavilion Mba Kiki approached her, and coincidentally Mba Kiki saw all the drama earlier.

"Mil. . . . Melia. . . . Melissa. . . . Shouted mba kiki. But melisa is still focused on walking while grumbling and kicking - kicking her feet in any direction. Annoyed by her screams ignored by Melisa finally mba kiki took the pebble below and threw it towards Melisa.

Pletuukk. . . The sound of pebbles right about Melisa's head.

Ouchhh. . . . Melisa complained while stroking her aching head.

"Who dares to throw my head with a stone" Melisa turned to look down and took the pebble when she was about to throw it back she saw Mba kiki which is 10m from the front.

"Mba Kiki threw me this fucking rock" she asked the person before her.

Relaxedly, Kiki continued to walk closer and

"Nrank. . . ."

"Aduh mba. . crazy times yes" said Melisa while stroking her Jidat because it had just been jitak by Mba Kiki.

"You were from earlier I called her ga nyaut - nyut. This is your bag left behind" By offering a bag containing books and a lunch box containing food while grumbling like a mother - a mother who is not noticed by her child.

"This is all this while throwing the head with a stone continue to mengejitak anyway? what if I get a concussion?." Melisa reached out her hand receiving the bag.

"It's not necessary to let you, Mba knows you are strong, martial arts, and great" he said as he patted Melisa's shoulder.

It is clear from the look of Mba Kiki's eyes pity, worry but great attention is also on his gaze to Melisa.

Melisa who heard Mba kiki's words, faintly her lips formed a smile curve only a little barely visible if not noticed.

"Thank you Mba, because Mba and Bu Inah I feel the warmth of the family even though I did not get it from Papa.

"Same - same Mel, Mba also want to say thank you because you are very good with mba and pakde" mba Kiki hugged Melisa.

They embrace each other with affection like siblings.

"Eeehhhh this is too early, only 6 o'clock past a little loh" Mba kiki astonished.

"I want to make a pilgrimage to Mama's grave first mba, I haven't been there for a long time" Melisa said.

"Yes, you have been careful, do not forget - ugalan ya" Mba kiki me wanti - wanti.

"Yes mba. all please pay to Ms. Inah yes, Daaahhh. . . Assalamualaikum says.

"Valayda"....

Melisa walked to the motorbike, not forgetting to wear the Bogo Helmet and turn on her Vesva mattick motor. Slowly he drove his motor out through the side gate, Melisa never used the main gate, even all the facilities in the main house she never used her.

Not out of fear of being angered or tortured by Papa, his stepmother, and his half-sister. But he appreciated all the relics of the late Mama who was in every corner of the house, the smallest thing that must remain in place without anything changing.

(Later author of the story in the next episode, why can it be like that)

After 15 minutes of traveling the complex distance, Melisa finally reached the Public Eaters Area Complex where she lived.

By stepping his feet while paying attention to all the funerals there are written Names

Sutisno Bin Yamin (Father of the late Mama Melisa or Grandpa Melisa from the Mother)

Siti Binti Abdul (Mother of the late Mama Melisa or Grandma Melisa from the Mother)

Next to the grave of the Grandmother is the name

Dewi Bint Sutrisno (Mama Kandung Melisa)

"Assynoltom... Mama, Grandpa, Grandma. Melissa came again. His gaze focused on looking towards the tombstone emotionlessly and without letting out any tears.

Just a blank look but in his heart raging all the sadness, disappointment, anger, loss, longing all so one. So many feelings in the heart, that Melisa can not express it to the surface.