The Unforgettable
Guilt

The scorching Surya feels burning skin. Although the wind that blows is quite strong but the heat is still so stinging. Alira sat in a saung overlooking the beach.

The wind blew his hair down. The look in the woman's eyes was far away. Alira occasionally breathed a heavy sigh. Trying to lighten the burden that feels squeezing the chest. His dangling legs seemed to be playing with sand.

So far he has died a Febrian. But his heart could not easily forget the man who gave himself love and wounds. The longing seemed to linger in the chest, without being able to deny his existence. The smell of the man's body seemed to ring in his sense of smell.

I don't feel those tears running down her cheeks. His hand rubbed the stomach which still looked flat. Inside, there grew the fruit of their love. The fruit of love that grows must go hand in hand with the wound. The wound inside him.

Following the ego, Alira chose to leave. But in the excitement of the heart, he doubted himself. Can he be a mother and father for the child who is now growing in his womb ?.

'' Sister Alira "the voice of Tino woke Alira from her daydream.

'' Eh No '' said Alira as she looked at the man who had now sat next to her.

'' Eat first, Mbak said Tino as he held out a pack of rice to Alira. Alira smiled, then took the rice wrap from Tino's hand.

'' Thank you, No, said Alira, who replied to the young man's small smile. Alira did not immediately open the package that Tino gave her. He just held it and returned to glare at the expanse of the sea ahead.

'' Ma'am at the meal first said Tino softly after a while of waiting but Alira remained unmoved. Alira turned to Tino with a smile.

'' Yes briefly said Alira in a weak tone.

'' It's too late for lunch. Pity his grandpa said Tino softly. The two human children were looking at each other, Alira smiled sadly. Got an attention from a man who was even just a few days in the know.

'' Thank you, No, you are always attentive and care about me, Alira said in a sad tone.

'' Both mbak, it should be good with fellow Tino said. Alira nodded, then turned to stare at the rice wrap in her hand. In notya Padang rice package with rendang as the side dish.

'' You know No, I'm pregnant without a husband. You are so good with me. No disgust No, the same me ?'' alira asked in between her lunch. Alira sometimes feels so low when she easily gives up her chastity under the pretext of love. Now when love is betrayed, but the traces of love left behind cannot be erased. And now, in his stomach was left the rest of love that he could not destroy.

'' Man is the wrong place. And every person has no right to be a judge for others. As well as me, I have no right to judge let alone judge Alira.'' said the wise Tino, making Alira touched by the words of the man after her, but really mature in thinking.

'' Not necessarily I am better than Alira added Tino, whose gaze was now fixed on the expanse of sea water in front of him.

Among the guilt that squeezed his chest there was relief that perched. When God still loved himself, he met people like Tino and his mother.

Those who treat themselves very well. Those who never judge their mistakes. He promised himself that he would improve. He will fight for his life. He who has chosen to go, must also bear all the consequences.

'' Sister Alira has informed her parents ?'' tino asked as Alira had finished her lunch. And throw the rice wrap in the trash can not far from there. Alira took out a bottle of mineral water and opened it. Alira shook her head, then gulped down the drinking water in the bottle.

'' I dare not tell them yet. I was too disappointing . They educated me well and correctly. But I let them down with disgraceful actions said Alira . His gaze returned to laughter, remembering about his two parents.

The shadow of disappointment in both his parents loomed in his eyes. How would his parents know what is happening to him ?. He really can't think about it. He had smeared his parents' faces with a black stain that he was unable to remove.

" Whether a parent hates their child, they will accept our forgiveness. Receiving us with two open arms" said Tino, Alira smiled bitterly.

" I just haven't dared to see their wounded faces because of me. I know, I can't run around forever and avoid reality. In time all this will be clearly seen, how bad I am as a woman who cannot take care of myself. I just need some time. It takes time to strengthen my heart so I can face this. Can he do this well ?.

The two fell silent, still with eyes enjoying the sight before them. Waves that are not too big appear to roll water on the beach. The wind was still blowing quite fiercely, with the heat also still quite stinging.

" What's the plan going forward ?" tino asked who inexplicably today sounded quite chatty asking about her life problems.

" I haven't had any plans for what the future will be like "jawan Alira lirih but quite clearly heard in Tino's ears. Tino patted Alira on the shoulder and smiled sweetly at the woman .

" Mom still has enough time to design a life plan. It's just that you can't think about yourself anymore. There are other lives that must be held accountable in the future. Do not just because the ego that you have there will be a wounded soul later, said Tino softly while staring into two clear eyeballs that look up at a man who is taller than him.

A moment later Alira lowered her head and sighed. He knows now he is saving his ego . Separating the child with his father. But the shadow of betrayal still severed his heart.

" I myself doubt No, can I take good care of her?, can I be a mother and father at once for her ?'' alira said while holding her stomach. Tino seemed to cross and close her eyes enjoying the greeting wind.

" She still has time to fix things. What we sometimes think is good is not necessarily in reality. Maybe mbak felt that going away from the father of the baby was the best decision. But you also have to think from another point of view." Tino let out a breath. Like there's a claustrophobic slipping in his chest.

" It hurts when someone asks, who is your father ?. But you never know who they are. "the young man's eyes grew further and further away. There was a wound that seemed to have settled on his chest.