Back To the Beginning
I Didn't Think I'd Be Killed That Time

This morning in a hurry Bianda woke up washing his face and went straight to the kitchen, as usual he always prepared breakfast and work clothes of his life friends, bianda and Indra are two people who love each other choose to live together without a legitimate bond.

"cook what, baby??" Indra who just finished bathing with still using a towel and wet hair approached the bianda and immediately embraced it, "just omelet aja gapapa yaa ndra, late waking up because hehe" bianda smiled as if paying for her guilt.ahh that smile yes smile that very Indra likes, she said, the smile is still the same as when they first met the smile that made Indra fall in love at first sight, not without reason of the presence of emotions Indra this morning he was angry because repeatedly explained to the bianda that he did not like to be called by name and asked bianda call him with a call of affection, but never in the gubris by the sweet woman.why so stubborn indeed *batin Indra.

Finished changing clothes and breakfast Indra took his briefcase, key the car and rushed to kiss the head of the bianda, ran towards the door and shouted "I love you nadda" making bianda shake his head to see the attitude of his lover. "huuuuufftt.." Bianda sighed she had to start cleaning the apartment as usual before going shopping for kitchen needs.

this is where the bianda was this morning, in the supermarket was choosing vegetables then he was stunned when vaguely heard the sound of mothers gossiping with a voice so big that the entire contents of this supermarket can listen to his "ehh jeng tau ga, ehh, I heard that Jeng Rahayu wants to mate with her son, who is the youngest who forgot my name..??" said one of them, "oohh it's Indra, well good if I have a daughter I've asked to be my man" replied the other mother "he said this year the Diradja family wants to make a big event, yes the most marriage of the senses, we'll see what is more magnificent than before" the right mother is next to me chiming in. I was just stunned silent, I can not imagine how my fate after this, I then went from there to pay for groceries that were actually not complete but my heart could not withstand this tightness... I decided to go home and calm down, this time I did not go back to Indra's apartment but to my house, the home of my late husband.

I drove my car until it did not feel in front of the house, rushed me in and sat on the living room sofa.O Lord I miss this house for a long time untouched until thick dust filled the furniture, in the corner of the room I accidentally saw a photo of the three of us on display, yes our photo with a 2-year-old child smiling kindly, the child I now leave to my parents, the child who every day whines at his opa and om asked for a video call with me, anything he told me or asked aahh I really miss... I cry what I cry, miss my son ? or the gossip I heard last afternoon? I don't know, all I know is that it's so crowded, here I am, Nadda, a 30-year-old woman who suddenly had to be a widow with one child without a job and now lives under one roof with a man with no legal status.... it's like fate is always playing games with my life.