Waiting for First Love to Return
The Reyhan Past

The sun is completely gone. Leaving the earth in the night. It only sends stars and moons, which are occasionally covered in clouds.

The night world has just begun. The street vendor began selling his food. Meet the roadside with mini lights as lights.

Even though it was already night, this advancing village was still crowded. There are still a lot of vehicles on the road. With a simple honking sound. All the way home there was no silence. I began to talk a lot to pour the plans that are in mind. Reyhan occasionally responded, but more Mothers agreed and agreed to my plan. Reyhan did not forbid it either.

"As far as you are. " That word Reyhan used to use when I asked for approval. As if lazy to think, or indeed like my planning, or could be lazy to argue with me. As if you want to talk important you are happy. Do as you please. Ah, suck.

Justright. We are still on the road until the Adhan isya is heard. Stop by for dinner at a restaurant that has been reot, and has not been renovated. Fortunately, Mother. If you don't pity, right?

"This is your father's favorite place to be. Used to eat here while still dating.Even here first meet." Mother's story reminisces about her past. With a smile on the past. Circulating the view of every corner of the room that is still the same. It was as if every cent of this room held memories.

"A long time ago this place was Bun?" I'm the one responding. While Reyhan just follow see a place to eat away from the word luxury. A simple place with a wooden bench seat extends as well as the table. Wood buildings that are no longer sturdy, marked by slightly peeling and porous wood . But still comfortable with the cleanliness that is maintained, and the owner who is friendly and cheap smile.

"That's a long time ago. Since my little sister has had this. This used to be the best-selling food stall in her time. Now there are many rivals, there are already many more magnificent places to eat. That's why they've lost the competition."

Mother began to tell with the spirit of her past story. Early meeting with her husband who is a widower has many children. As time goes by, we often meet by chance. Eventually, she decided to marry the widower. Lagian mother was already famous as the old virgin at that time. And love is not age-conscious, right?

After finishing eating and hearing Mother's curses. We go home. The night sky this time was so bright. The cloudy cloud that was moving was gone somewhere. The current season is unpredictable, right?

"Well in, Yanx?" Reyhan asked who saw me instead walking towards the long wood crosswise near the big pile of rocks. Sitting looking at the sky.

Without an answer, Reyhan caught up with me after helping Mommy get out of the car. While the mother directly entered the house to rest.

"Remain here?" Follow me sitting next to me, and follow me looking up at the sky.

"Tu. " I said pointing to the sky.

"You know what Ay is?" I asked with a smile, but my eyes were still staring at the sky.

"Hemmzz "Just answered with a small mutter. I haven't told you what I know? Bizarrely.

"I used to hate nights. I have never enjoyed the beauty of the moon or the stars. " My story in a slow voice.

"What always concerns me is twilight. Because dusk signifies the loss of day, hope is lost that day." Seeing the twilight to persuade himself not to be disappointed he did not come until the end of the day. Innering

Reyhan looked back at the night sky after seeing me for a moment. Moving lying down and straightening his legs, putting his head in my lap. Pull my hand and put the head. My hands combed her hair with my fingers.

"I used to love the night. That night was calm. Time off after tired activities all day. Night can make me forget for a moment the burden of life. " Say Reyhan looked me in the eye, enjoying the caress of my hand in his hair.

"What is the burden of his life?" Curious. What's wrong with knowing more about a couple, right?

"Have forgotten. " Waving hands does not want to discuss the burden in question. " When you don't like the night? " Reverse question.

"Why is that?" Thinking of finding the right reason.

"I don't dislike twilight. Just never had a chance to enjoy it."

"Next time we look together. Guaranteed likes. " I said spirit. The attraction of the twilight sky is unrivaled.

"You haven't answered why you don't like the night?" Reminds.

"Yes, if you don't have time to enjoy the twilight. If I were the same. I'm a girl, I don't usually go out at night." My reasons imitate his reasons. But Reyhan seemed to nod his head mafhum although a little suspicious.

"Yes, that's how it is. But, 'Oh, what was so busy first? Until you can't see sun set? " I was curious and astonished too.

Isn't it usually the youth who have a lot of time to enjoy something that is fun for him? This can't be. What is so busy?

"Udah forget it. The past."

"What I can't know about is your past, right? I'm your wife." Showing a sad face. Disillusioned.

"Can't not. But it doesn't matter, does it?" Ask carefully. Touching my cheek and rubbing it slowly. "Don't pout ah, ugly."

"Eat him stories. Let me know who my husband is. What's massaunya like? How did you live life? I want to know too. I can be a dear wife." Persuade me to the story.

"OKAY. Listen carefully yes. "

Flashbacks

It was a hot day. Reyhan was sulking and angry because today the final exam results, elementary school graduation which thankfully got the best score. But his father never came to congratulate him and accompanied him to school. Especially giving the promised gift.

"Bun, why don't you come? " See the gift envelope from the unopened school. His intention was to wait for Dad to open it, but it never came. Even until noon came, almost even afternoon.

"Mother doesn't know either, son. The patient one. I never broke a promise." Mother said to calm and reassure Reyhan. Sit next to him and rub his head. " I can't wait to open it. Who knows what money is." I looked at the envelope Reyhan was holding. From earlier only seen and turned back, occasionally trawled guessing the contents.

"But...." Doubtful.

"What's wrong. Dad won't be angry." tried to treat the haughty and doubtful.

Rasya has not yet returned from school. She is in second grade school Junior High. Enter a favorite school that is a little far from the contract. And today he's still on his semester exam for class.

"Really mom? Rey open it?" His permission and answered a nod of the head by Mother.

"Mhc. Lina Mbk. Mbk Lina's." Shouts of people running in the street. Still on the road was screaming hysterically, making people panic.

Reyhan opened the envelope. Run ahead after Mommy, see what happens. There appears the mpok Lastri who ran away covered with breath cut off because of running.

"Mbk, mbk department. Mbk Lina who is patient mbk." His words on the breath are gnawing. It is not clear what is being said. Don't understand what's going on. I even talked about patience. When do you complain?

"Pok Lastri is calm first. Take a deep breath, let it out. Quiet." Calm." Mother leads Mpok Lastri to regulate the breath. Mpok Lastri according to to regulate breathing repeatedly until calm.

"It's quiet?" Ask Mommy slowly.

"Udah. Ask for a drink first. Thirsty." The ink was immediately taken by Reyhan who was also curious about what happened.

"Just explain slowly. What the hell is it? How did you run?" Ask your mother gently after drinking, and be guided to sit on the terrace seat.

"Your husband mbk. There was news that your husband died this morning in the hospital. " It's clearly back to panic.

Duarrr. Disguised without cloudiness . Even the sky looks bright with the stinging sunlight. But it felt like there was lightning right hitting where he was sitting.

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