The Story Behind the Curtain
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POV Rafan's.

Block your lips and whisper the look of your eyes, plus as much as your indifference.

Did anyone hurt? Or hurt like black and white time, even one inch ahead no one knows.

This is how I am confused without your presence. The feeling of waiting, a moment without pause, even in a dream a shadow leads me to you.

Like being trapped in darkness, I remember you until I close your eyes.

Bak was drunk with the emotion of the extinguished fire I lost you, a farewell that stifled the chest and suppressed the conscience.

The moment where blind love becomes dark, the cold body full of traces, the heart like trampled. The throat that swallowed endless darkness, the shattered fragments of memories and my complicated feelings could not be emptied.

I will take away your inner torturous tears, the urgent selfishness of wanting you for no reason. My eyes are filled with you even though these eyes are tightly clenched, you are as real as red lips.

I'm yours. The more I deny the more I'm trapped and I can't hide my curiosity.

Just kiss me don’t burn me

I'm endlessly captivated and I .. want you more. At any time. 1 second 2 seconds, 3 days 5 months. A time when you and I knew each other and exchanged longings.

If this is an unrealized dream, I pray in my deep sleep that I will not wake up so soon and be able to linger with you, my queen.

Hidden feelings, please order these lips to reveal everything that exists.

Why did you lock me up with your two beautiful eyes, whisper endlessly without a word. A story that can not be said, you and I who met with awkward feelings in a strange but familiar moment.

Let's go through an endless night together, without any distractions and I hope this night passes so slowly that we can embrace it longer.

Let me tell, Love me don’t hurt me.

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The breeze of the night wind greeted the body wrapped in cloth. No matter how thick the cloth was wrapped around the body, the wind that incarnated like a dagger was still able to pierce and tear the thick cloth to the bottom of the bone.

The pain he caused did not beat the incision in the heart. Where the pain has no cure or antidote, the fragrant body and the color of the smile that adorns the lips of his thin lips ‘lah the pain antidote that curls up in the most basic heart.

Rafan—type guy who likes to be alone when he is hit by anxiety. The burly man sat on a rock, smoking a cigarette tucked in the fingers of his right hand.

The net is stare at the sea water that continues to roll, the sound of waves crashing as if to be an instrument that makes it not lonely.

Must be how he spent this quiet night. The moon and the stars above seemed to know the sadness of the heart of the man who was sitting dumbstruck lamenting his directionless life.

“Aargh ...” Rafan stood up and threw a stone into the sea.

The man looked extremely desperate with everything he had been through. His steps limped along the beach, his long legs occasionally kicking the sand.

Rafan sits himself in the sand and the man breaks down his body. The coldness of the beach sand was the same as the temperature of his heart at the moment, the warmth he had once felt had left him without saying goodbye.

“I've guessed, if you're here.”

Rafan opened both of his eyelids and looked at Galang who was standing next to him.

"Gapain you're here?” Rafan again clenched his eyes, his two arms he used as his head pad.

“Seeing fools pensive alone.” Glancing at Rafan for a moment, “gue was afraid that the fool would throw himself into the ocean!” connect Galan a little quip.

“Apaan anyway!” decak Rafan turned his gaze to the other side.

The big tall man sighed then sat not so far away from Rafan—sang's sister.

“Diem Mas! I need calm. What the hell, lo nyamperin me?” He opened his eyes again and looked at Galang with a serious look.

“Lo my sister, Fan. Where there is an older brother not worried about the circumstances of his sister who did not go home for 2 days. What troubles your heart and mind?” ask Galang who is now laying his body on the sand of the beach.

“Mom already knows everything. And I—Rafan hangs his words.

Although the man did not continue his words, Galang already knew everything thanks to Rania. On the night that Rafan left the house, the girl called Galang in a voice.

He asked the truth he had just heard, but Galang was surprised. However, he tried to calm down in front of his brother who was crying, Galang who was in the opposite country could not bear to see his youngest sister dripping hundreds of tears.

At that moment also Galang booked a ticket to Indonesia and left the international painting event held every few years. For the sake of his sisters the big tall man let go of this good opportunity, he paid no heed to anything even though his friend scolded him.

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"Lo is not a teenager anymore. So think carefully about all the decisions you will take!” saran Galang kalem's.

After a few seconds, Rafan opened his mouth.

“It looks like I have to leave Erli, Mas.” Rafan got up and sat with his head staring at the sand.

He was shocked to hear his brother's words.

“Lo is crazy!” sumpul Galang with glaring eyes.

“This is the best decision for us.”

“We?” Galang's eyebrows repeat Rafan's words.

Her sister nodded, “Gue, mother and Erli.”

Galang nodded repeatedly while throwing away his gaze.

“Quick divorce Erli!” Rebat Rafan was surprised to hear that sentence.

“Why are you staring at me like that? Isn't that lo's decision?” Galang raised his eyebrows.

“The sooner you divorce him .. The sooner I get Lo's ex-wife!” said Galang grinning.

Rafan's flat face instantly changed, the man's jaw tightened and his hands clenched as if preparing to hit his brother's face.

“Why? You want to hit my face? Hit me as you like!” the word of Galang without hesitation.

“What do you realize by the word lo, Mas?” rafan asked after neutralizing his anger.

“Sure, um you think I'm drunk!” It glared at Rafan with the sound of his eyes.

Without another babibu, Rafan lashed a punch in Galang's face.

“She's my wife!” I keep hitting Galang, “fuck you, Mas. he's a human not an item you can throw where you want!” firmly furious.

After hearing his sister's confession, Galang pushed the sister until her body bounced away.

"If you're still in love don't let her get away from you!" Swiping his bloody lips.

“Do you want him back in Xavier's arms?” he said, “what is your plan? Letting them unite after your failure as a husband,” Galang's sneer provokes Rafan.

“stop it! Stop your rant, Mas!” rafan commands with tightened jaws.

Rafan drove his car at above average speed, his left hand kept pressing the car horn— instructed the car in front of him to pull over.