Sisterzones
Two best friends

Silence was the most common thing Rinda felt for many years. Too quiet. Too empty. The glass window in his study was creaking softly by the knock of the wind. That night's moon was the only light in his dark office. His dim light entered through his glass window that was not closed.

Rinda's situation isn't much better. He was frustrated again, at a stage not as bad as fifteen years ago. However, this remains its lowest point since the last few years. This feeling of distress cannot even be channeled by tears. Or that the real reality was what he knew as tears, had dried up a long time ago. Rinda was too tired.

His hand grabbed a small glass bottle behind his open desk drawer. He stared at the bottle for a long time while breathing. This thing inside the bottle was nothing foreign to him fifteen years ago. But the effect is hard to remove. It took the following years for Rinda to be completely clean of her influence.

Rinda was about to open the bottle when the entrance to her office was slammed open. A familiar person entered at a rapid pace and immediately snatched the bottle from his hands.

"Wilson!"

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The glass bottle was shapeless after Wilda slammed it mercilessly. Among the broken glass was a white round object. Wilda who saw him immediately walked over and firmly set his shoes on top of that thing. No matter what broken glass might hurt him.

"What are you doing?" lirih Rinda's.

"What am I doing?!" parrots of Wilda with a high tone. "What are you doing!"

Rinda did not resist as Wilda approached her and clasped her shirt collar firmly. He could see the eyes of his best friend.

"Is this how you solve problems, huh? With the forbidden medicine?!" ask Wilda, blurting out the words that were once attached to her soul.

Rinda stunned. He knew it was his words that he said to Wilda. "I'm..."

"Am I that bad you never believed in me? Do you really think of me as your best friend, huh?!" This time Wilda could not hold back her tears. But rather than being disappointed, he felt sad. No friend can be ordinary when he sees one of them is in the lowest state like this.

"Wild. It's not that simple"

"I know that your problems are so severe that you never tell me the full story. I understand you're doing it so you don't get so far into me." Wilda's voice intonation began to drop. "I realize I'm not as good a friend as your Astrid sister."

Rinda gulped. He caught Wilda's body slumping down. The woman began to cry like a child with a loud crying voice.

"It's not like that. You're still a heba-friend"

"Then let me get involved!" whining Wilda again cut off Rinda's words.

Rinda did not immediately comment.Wilda's request was something she would never want to do.

Wilda knows about that. But he won't let Rinda go back to taking it all alone again. "Please, Rin. Let me repay you at least once."

Rinda fell silent, then nodded. Not because he agreed, but because he wanted Wilda to calm down first. "Yes. Now you calm down, Wil."

"You lied." Wilda could not possibly be unaware of Rinda's true intentions.

There's a reason why Wilda insisted on doing all this. Not only did he understand Rinda's feelings, but he did experience them. The feeling of low and depression is so strong. To the point of almost falling prey to illegal drugs.

One thing Wilda knew was that Rinda had experienced this before. But what could be more painful than seeing a useless friendship at a time like this? Wilda did not want Rinda to repeat the pain when she became her best friend. Wilda wants to be useful. He wanted to save as he had been saved.

The reason their friendship was both intertwined actually came from quite an extreme event.

Wilda remembered it as the darkest night and the brightest night. His lowest point was to see his beloved husband spend the night alone with his sister.

Feelings of being wasted, inferior, upset, angry, and helpless. Wilda dissolves in irregular emotions that increasingly damage his mental. He did choose to shut up because his love was as big as his hatred. But he was too frustrated to keep it alone.

"Is this how you solve problems? With illegal drugs?"

The words came out of the mouth of a helper. On a lonely bridge that no one will pass through. Wilda was quite surprised to see someone could be there other than her.

"It's none of your business" replied Wilda indifferently.

"I'm sorry, but I chose to interfere in your affairs."

"Why don't you jump right away? Isn't that what you wanted after you finished taking the drug?" with words that are right on target.

Wilda's stunned. His long hair was very messy as he scrambled and started crying. He's afraid of death. He was really afraid of death. But Wilda was also unable to survive this depressed feeling.

"My name is Asmarinda. I can help you." The woman stretched out her hand, unconcerned by Wilda's cry.

"YOU KNOW NOTHING! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT I'M FEELING!"

Rinda nodded, still calm. "You're right. I don't know anything about your problem. But I understand what you're feeling. I've experienced it before and it's very bad. I'm more senior in the use of the drug. But trust me, you won't like the end result."

Rinda knelt near Wilda, not caring if her clothes got dirty. "It was like seeing myself in those days in your present form. I needed someone to help, but there was none. I did manage to get up, but the painful feeling could not go away. At least let me be the one to help my figure in that past."

Wilda did not believe it right away. But Rinda doesn't seem to be lying. "How do you help me?"

A smile rose on Rinda's lips. "simple. First, I just need you to tell me everything. Then we'll take care of the rest more easily."

"Huh? Can you be trusted?"

"Do you have anyone else you can trust more?"

Wilda. He was betrayed by two people he cared about very much. He has no one to trust anymore. Choosing to believe or not in foreign women is not a bad bet in the current situation.

"I'll try."

Rinda said nothing but a happy smile. He helped Wilda stand up and took her to the car he parked not far from the bridge.

Wilda still had time to mourn his savings that floated on the bridge in the form of medicine. A little regretting his decision.

"Where are you going to get through a deserted area like this?" ask Wilda a little wonder.

Rinda did not immediately answer, but just smiled clumsyly. "I'm lost. At first I intended to ask you the way around here and find you on the bridge there."

Wilda glared and almost vomited blood from being upset. Now he almost hesitates on his decision to accept Rinda's offer.

However, Wilda's doubts did not last long. Rinda really helped him solve all the problems as he wanted. He was divorced and before that was around something to humiliate the disgusting couple, his husband and sister.

Rinda knows everything about Wilda. But not with Wilda. Rinda doesn't tell me much about her past. As Wilda knows, Rinda's husband who died fifteen years was one of the causes of his depression. Wilda also finds out that Rinda has a problem with someone and tries to hide from him. Not just anyone, but Rafka Alexan. Owners of the most behind-the-scenes economic power. Those who know Rafka are the ones who know the real economic control in this country.

"Tell me all," todong Wilda.

Rinda felt weak. He nodded his head which was back in pain. Before, Wilda had never forced herself to tell a story like this. But what he was about to do must have made Wilda very upset.

Rinda had no choice but to tell her the whole matter. If he tried to cover something up, Wilda would quickly notice it and glare with great dedication, leaving Rinda unable to twitch.

After Rinda told him all, Wilda couldn't keep her mouth shut.

"Shocked, right? That's why I don't want cherries"

"OF COURSE I'M SURPRISED, YOU IDIOT! You're crazy to hide important things like this from me. How can you," Wilda growled while shaking Rinda's shoulders violently. Makes the owner get more headaches. "After this I won't leave you in the apartment alone. I'll bother you all day."

Rinda tried to catch her breath. The air he breathed was not quite a while ago. Telling the problem to a trusted person is very helpful. Rinda did feel relieved after revealing all. But he has other concerns about Wilda's safety, which carries such information. So he made no comment when Wilda planned to stay temporarily in her apartment.

"Ah, my money," Rinda lamented in a small voice as she looked at the white medicine that Wilda had brutally destroyed earlier.

"Ah, right. I finally had a chance for revenge after the incident on the bridge that time." Unlike Rinda, Wilda laughed proudly.

Rinda could only smile bitterly at that excitement.