
disquietude
Rena closed the door to her room, after uncle Rashid left for dinner.
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Rena opened the laptop given her uncle. her heart is very happy, unable to describe. If He imagined his life, it is impossible He got all this. Maybe this is what is said, if it is sustenance, if it is, it won't be changed and it's all rooted.
the laptop was certainly a very expensive item for him. moreover his mother only worked selling cakes that were entrusted from the warung kewarung. Uncle Rashid had helped his mother a lot.it was because his mother had become a widow. rena's father has died since he was five years old, at that time his mother was pregnant with Toni, his sister.his father died while being overseas, he said, who works as an oil palm plantation land opener for a PT.
this laptop, makes his passion for college so fiery.
Rena download the applications he needs, as a supporter of his lectures, such as pdf, and so forth.
danbtak forgot it also dowmload the blue app, one of the social media that has not been so booming for now.
this app, only some people use it.
Rena often uses it when she is accommodated by going to the cafe (internet cafe) with a count per hour of three rupiah rihu, because he already has his own laptop.
Rena opened the blue app, entering her account and password.
once it opens, there are many notifications coming in.
rena's eyes were fixed on the five messages he had posted.
the owner of the fake account is also online.
"hi, sweetie" said a fake account to Rena.
"can acquaintances?" write the fake account again ordered both.
"my name is Bernard" wrote the account again, trying to introduce myself.
"what are you?" write the account trying a little attention.
"don't forget to eat? " he wrote again, getting pretentious and pretentious.
Rena read the message, with an atmosphere of the heart that she could not describe. Her heart trembled, something that overwhelmed her heart.the sense of urgency that He could not digest with the sense of his mind. the heart has become restless since receiving the incoming message.
"what's wrong with my feelings? why do I feel close to him? I don't even know who he is yet. There's not even a profile picture on his account.
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"who's he?" Rena monologues herself.
his murmurs were so real his heart was beating faster than usual, and he was nervous without knowing why.
his heart was filled with anxiety, not knowing what was possessing him.
"Rena, let's have dinner" uncle Rashid's voice spread his unease.
"yes uncle, pause again" he replied, with a slightly quivering tone of voice.
"yes, uncle eat first" said uncle Rashid.
"yes uncle" replied Rena, while closing the laptonya.
ever since he got home, he hasn't seen Aunt Marti, and only met her at dinner.
"assalammu'alaikum auntie, how are you?" greet Rena to Marti, while sticking out her hand to salim.
"wa'alaikum salam. thank goodness, let's eat" replied aunt Marti.
"iya aunty" said rena accompanied by a nod.
at the table of meals there is a typical North Sumatran food menu, in the form of soto Medan. This dish is made from coconut milk with spices typical of the archipelago, accompanied by coconut milk.The main ingredient is fried chicken that is condensed, the main ingredient is, sprouts, and fried onion toppings as well as celery slices.
the other menu is chicken rendang and kale stir fry.
simple, yet appetizing.
for Rasyid's uncle, any cuisine will be eaten, despite having a well-established economy, but his appetite is still the typical food of the region.
when the dinner was over, Rena did not see the existence of bang Nisar and his wife and child. Nisar was his cousin's brother and sole heir to the family, as he was single.
"bang Nisar and his family where tan?" rena said to aunt Marti.
"being in Penang, Malaysia, taking care of his business while bringing his son and wife.
"ooo. pantesan deserted.
Aunty left the dining table, followed by uncle Rashid.they headed to the contest to unwind.
"ehem" said a voice from behind the kitchen.
Rena, who was about to finish the leftovers, turned to the source of the voice. Rena saw Aunt Aning, her mother's sister behind her.
"aunty Aning, how are you?" greet Rena friendly.
"well. dirty dishes are all washed, you don't digress". replied Aning Ketus, with a sour face.
"yes aunt". replied Rena with a flat smile.
Rena immediately cleaned the dirty dishes and washed them.
after finishing her work, Rena went into the room to lay her body in a mattress and intend to sleep.
but something like preventing him.His heart felt heavy, like something stuck in his heart, but He did not understand with his feelings.his heart was empty.like a void that missed someone.
He opened his laptop again, opening the blue application as social media that was not so popular in 2008.
Rena reopened the incoming message from the fake account that sent her the message.
his heart felt like a thirsty traveler in the desert hoping for a mouthful of water to quench his thirst, the thirst of longing.
no more messages, and the account was also inactive.His heart was getting agitated, anxious.hope the account owner sent him another message.
I don't know where she came from, Rena tried to reply to the message.
"hi" a word that He typed, with hearts pounding with an upward rhythm.
long Rena waited, no reply. her eyes stared at the nanar laptop screen money was fixed on the incoming message.but for three hours there was no reply. Until finally Rena sleepy and asleep alone.