The Value of Loyalty
Use of Friends

“Rindi.” Sapa Linggar while outside the court building who witnessed the end of their story.

Rindi turned around by remaining downcast. The head feels heavy when having to face the person who has been accompanying him. Give her everything she wants.

Attention, affection and love.

Both hands of the Linggar are stretched out and wide open. Just want to leave a good impression when they are at the end of the intersection. Though the heart is broken more than in pieces.

His hope of getting back together is now fruitless.

Rindi's hand was also outstretched to welcome Linggar. A second later the beautiful widow was in the arms of the widower. Can't stand not crying. The defense is unstoppable now.

A close embrace of each hand that encircles the body. If this is the last time they are together, at least allow them to leave a trail, recognizing each other's bodies. Express all the flavors that exist.

Hope in each heart there is still love left, even if only to be remembered.

Although each other felt lost, only able to bring the heart into the soul. It will keep them together. Although it is just a feeling without form and body.

“I love you.” Linggar with a soft sound though still heard to those who were there.

Ignoring any partially dew-dorn eye sight.

Mother even had to close her mouth with her fingers just to quiet the sobs that would be heard. The mother who is not sick gets the family of the child ends up in a religious court.

But he could not help much, all back to Linggar and Rindi. Which in fact let everything go on its own without anyone willing to stop the steps to reach out to each other.

A young soul filled with selfishness and too high prestige. Make them wait for each other word for word that is not spoken even to the end.

Early marriages that occur make it difficult for them to control themselves and take a stand.

The more real if they are not ready to wade the household. Especially when there is interference from others in it.

Until finally the very tight deck was released. Leaving the eyes still donating water.

Looking at each other as if to save the level to the deepest trough of the heart.

The crowbar even had to force itself to extend its hand back to sweep the soft, filled cheeks that had been wet from the tears there.

The cheeks he had kissed even often, showing how unfortunately very big on the owner himself.

The pat on Linggar's shoulder made him look away at the father who had just pulled a hand from his body.

Father's hand extended to Rindi's head rubbed slowly and said, “If you are no longer Linggar's wife, but you are still a father's child. So if there is time to visit dad at home yah!”

Very slow but very meaningful words.

This mistake and separation is due to the saddamity of his side, but still he still gets good behavior from the Linggar family.

Mother is now advancing just to embrace her body. Although without a word but it was very clear if this woman was also injured.

Then switch to mother and mother who embrace each other. Likewise with father and father who hugged while patting slowly shoulder after that shake hands with each other.

Maybe this is their way to strengthen each other and to remain intertwined.

They were once bound in a family bond, now ending in former status.

Ex-wife.

Ex-husband.

Ex-in-law.

Ex-besan.

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Enjoying solitude in each room. Do not want anyone to accompany, just need to be alone. It was as if the others did not understand about the wounds created.

Will not be able to give strength to two hearts that are hurt by separation. They do not know how to hurt and hurt, because they do not experience.

Injured, sick, tight, torn, torn everything is now merged into a sense that can no longer be contained.

All words seemed to be no longer able to describe the current state.

Tears make an outpouring of sadness that dwells in the heart. Over time it began to run out and dry up.

Even so it has not been able to erode the pain that exists.

Ignoring the delayed thesis because he who is too cool enjoys his heartache. Until Arman who came with a smile on the face, but finally extinct when he saw his friend who increasingly unkempt.

“Scription has been completed, again ajuin to be able to trial as soon as.”

Whahuh?

Is Arman's thesis finished?

That fast?

Ah, maybe he who is too long wallowing in a sea of sadness. How-how long?

“You?” A hint of a cynical smile was aimed at making Linggar feel jealous of her.

“Quick finish your thesis. Then leave the campus. If you continue there, you will often meet with your ex. That's what makes you hard to move on.” Continue to look into the eyes of Linggar who is still dim like a person who asks for sleep, even though he has no work.

“Come, I help! I think I have a lot of time. I will give you my whole life. But take it as necessary, yeah! The rest for my future wife.” While opening Linggar's laptop which was on his study desk which was located next to the glass window.

Rindi sat there once. Shortly after getting married, he only accompanied me for a while here.

In this room, there are not many memories of the two of us. But able to reawaken the pain that had passed.

“Hey, come! Right here! Bengong aja.” Arman broke his daydream.

“Not that means I help you make a thesis then you do not work anything. Hurry here! It's good.” The Arman kok so rese kayak gini yah.

With a lazy Linggar rise from

the bed slowly approached Arman with the laptop turned on.

Ah again the desktop displays its togetherness with Rindi.

“This one I changed. The neutral aja.” Now Arman is trying to find a picture that he says is neutral.

Finally the picture when we lifted the cup because getting the first champion used to be his choice.

“This one is fine, let you back the spirit.”

At that time, he was still with Rindi. And take him to a cafe to celebrate the victory.

Arrgggg, too many memories.

“Do not think much. Focus on finishing this first. Your future is long. Who knows in the future when you have found a partner, you will actually regret your slump.”

“Or at least you have another happy life, even without him.”

Basic ba cot. It's not just an ordinary courtship, we're married bro, marriage.

There was one roof, one bed, even one body.

It's divorce, not break up with a boyfriend!

I don't know what that divorce feels like.

Sick man! Be ill.