The Mystery of Tolaki Girl Beauty
The disaster always comes

A year ago Anwar's brother came, there was no decision from his headquarters to be able to return to work, maybe because of his status which is considered to have died.

Anwarpun invited me to move to the provincial capital, because here also no one else.papa died a few months ago.

Life in the city I had lived in while in college, a little difficult, because of the economic conditions are lacking.here everything must be purchased, unlike in the village.

Inadequate conditions with my salary is relatively small, and government benefits as the wife of an AL TNI who has been declared dead make me as smart as financial processing.

After the birth of my second child, brother Anwar suffered from cervical cancer that has been staged.anyone in the doctor's verdict, can not last longer.I became overwhelmed with deep sadness, why misfortune always befall me.

"Sister Anwar must be strong, remember me and your two children who still need your attention" I said, as Anwar's brother declared himself shortly.

My tears have begun to spread, but deliberately I hold back, I want to look harder than Anwar's brother, even though my heart is so sore.

"I'm sorry Hana, can't accompany your life anymore, please take care of the children" Anwar said yes with sadness that appeared in his reddened eyes holding back tears.

I attached my two children and fused in the arms of Anwar's weakened brother.

They hugged and cried, which I never thought was the last hug between us .

At dawn, around 04:00.kak Anwar breathed his last in my arms.

My heart was broken not left, the sadness that I do not know anymore the base of the tip made me fall lunglai start anwar legs that have lived a body.

"Please han, let your husband go", brother Vio stroked my back.

"Sister Vio, what's my fault with God, so I always snatch people I love", I cried softly in the arms of Viona who became the only person closest to me.

My crying did not stop, until I saw no more, who came to worship.

The funeral procession was completed, one by one the mourners went home to each other, except me who was still trapped in daydreams.

One by one my loved ones left never to return by death which became the separation between two different realms.

"Hana, let's go home, your two children are waiting" said brother Vio who from earlier took me home.

With a step I drag my feet that seem to have been stuck on the earth because I am reluctant to leave the person I love the most.

My race was like being lost in the wind, my wish was floating high by such a deep sadness.

I tried to strengthen my heart and steadfastly accept the reality of who I am now, but the pesky feeling kept lingering in my mind.

Now I'm living, just three with my two young children without a father.

I tried to wake up to dream, and as much as possible to stand upright on the earth that has made me live as a country.

"Hana, I went back to the village first huh", said brother Vio while hugging me, and continued to strengthen my heart.

"Thank you, brother, far away have come to see me" I said, my tears flowed to release the departure of kak vio who had become part of my life