Why Should I ?
Intimacy

"see well, Dira entered the top five . "

As if he was pretending to forget, Nadira brought a blue report to the front of Rama . He gave up so that Rama could see the whole .

His eyes sparkled unceasingly looking at every line of Rama's face, a man who was very sincere in his affection .

Rama too, he looked carefully at Nadira's values . Trying to digest, and divert all the flavors that exist into a great hope for the future of his daughter .

"Later on, if Nadira has passed . Nadira will work for father and adek-adak . Dad diem at home, dad don't be sad anymore, don't be tired anymore ."

He said a little hoarse, he held back his crying that had reached the throat . Making his voice stifled, even his sadness was really strangling his neck .

"Sir, whatever happens ahead . Brother stays the same father, right ?"

This time replace Nadira who gawk . He slightly did not understand the direction of Rama's conversation . 'there is something hidden behind the question .

"Father who has always loved and cared for Nadira . Nadira will never forget that "

Hopefully, what Nadira said was the right thing . Moreover, later when he already knows the big things that are still neatly arranged to be hidden .

Rama holds his daughter, tightly and affectionately . Unbroken love, will be eternal even though time has toyed with both . The sacred love between father and daughter .

The intimacy, not ending there, Annisa has prepared dinner for them . Preparing everything for some and enjoying the dish, did not escape Also arya who had been silent, gave Rama time to give mercy to Nadira .

'Trust me son, you will still be a daughter of father until at any time' Inner Rama when his hands are busy playing the spoon on the plate .

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In laughter, time is indeed getting faster . In grief, time seems to stop not wanting to go faster . As if, trying to toy with yourself, in order to linger to process the increasingly painful taste .

"Sister, the same father Arya said yes . I promise I'll play here often ."

Nadira's smile . He hugged Rama again, as a sign of separation .and starting point, that he would play again with his longing .

"thank you buk, Pak for his time and affection for Nadira ."

Rama shook the hand of Annisa's mother, not left behind her husband and children . So did Arya, they both said politely . Then hurry up and take off his motorcycle .

The day was getting late, the streets began to look lonely . In the countryside like this, it is rare to have activity at night . At least some people are still passing through . Either want to go home, or just out of the house to find Lent .

Many shops have also closed . Only the chanting of crickets and night animals coloring their journey .

"It's a bit of a smile, isn't it ? Putri mas alone can legowo so lo . cook until men can not ?"

Arya is back to give spirit . Hope afterwards Rama can more calmly face life . Especially matters of the heart, yes hopefully in the future he gets a woman who simple way of life . In fact, can understand the circumstances and lack of Rama .