Change of Mind
Meet old friends

In the midst of the hustle and bustle of the city night, and then the traffic of vehicles here and there, as well as the activities of people who can not be counted, enough to make Rasyandra Alita minded to go to the Super Market alone. But what can be done, in order not to get caught up in hunger, everything will definitely be at stake.

Maybe a trip was a problem for him, but when he entered the store, his eyes immediately sparkled looking at the food and drinks that were neatly arranged in it. He also did not hesitate to put snacks or instant food into the basket.

"Rase?"

The one who was called began to be confused to hear a voice that called him like a person he knew or even familiar with, without rasya orders immediately turned to look at the person. Not knowing who the person is, but rasya even more confused to see the person. Short hair ends in paint rather pink, make up rather thick, shirt shirt shirt rather slim, nails in black paint, tights patterned tiger, sport shoes pink, pink, with a Hermes Matte Crocodile bag that costs above average is enough to make rasha know who the person is.

"Kx Riza!"

"Aduuuhhh eyyyy ayang beb me,, still,,, just the same, not long-long again you like ya!" I said at the time while hugging him.

"Kok that's it sak,, just met instead of being flattered but even discussed in the past" rengek rasya.

"Yes, I'm sorry,,, "

"Sir sister, do not take long to hurt her, because rasya already has a husband" said rasya a little emphasis on the word husband.

"Eeehhhh,, ASTAGHFIRULLAH, I'm not saying you anyway, make eke ausan aja" at that time I reflexed and immediately took off his embrace, understand kuy, gentleman gitu you know....

"Jhhhhhhh, brother hangers, not annusan! "

"Yes, but Alhamdulillah eke meet you, because eke again need inspiration for the next eke work, how?"

At that time I immediately felt that rasya already understood my max, because,, sombonk little papa kan gays,, because I was already a famous novel writer.

"Douh, want a story that how yes sis, because if you want to tell a lot of stories that are in my mind, I also do not know, continue to be concerned about the story of my life,, yes,,,,, I don't know,,, just ordinary"

"Okaya how, eke know kok rasya if you are the secretary of the company GVM Group" I can see at that time his eyes immediately wide.

"Somebody also knows that you want to get married, just forgetfulness earlier, hehehe, so what? " my question convinced him.

"but how, brother,,, "

"Alaaaaahhhhh,, don't think much of you, eke already know you since bray High School,,,, kito always met the same old ica barbar one more,, come on pleaseee beb,,, I don't know what else to do"

"OK on"

After shopping for the needs of the rumbling, we just went to a nearby cafe, there we sat in a chair that was located close to the window, because I know that the Rasha likes to see the scenery with the activities of people passing by.

"So the story how? , you want the title how? , want to think about now or when the story runs out?, or am I the one who thinks?, but actually we have to consider the story jg" rasya seemed to think hard after I asked that.

"for the title anyway I want it to Restart Life, even though the beginning of the story is Broken Life"

"Huh, how the hell you are, not really connected, but whatever, I, I do catet first! "

"But betewe, I want to know how your history can be a loyal secretary at GVM? "

"Well, I'll write the story too"

"Can not just start, the feeling from earlier I've been the same conversation we just"

"Jhhhhh,, sabarrrr, " said rasya while taking a deep breath

Five years ago...

"Assalamu'alaikum, " said Rasha when he got home.

"Waalaikum salam" replied his mother from the inside who he believed was watching TV.

"Eat first there, there is your favorite kale stir fry, later if you are ready to eat do not forget to enter the refrigerator, because tomorrow it can still be heated" said my mother.

In the fifth semester of college, rasya increasingly feel depressed, especially with the task that is increasingly piling up, want it to feel like he dropped out of school alone, rather than having to suffer. maybe that was what he had always thought about so far, but because of consideration Scholarship he undoes it.

After finishing with all his activities, Rasya went straight to his room, where he found his sister Alena had fallen asleep.

- About that time he was still sitting in the third grade of SD-Rasya.

Just now he's laying himself in bed, all of a sudden...

PLAAAAKKKK

It has become a habit when his father comes home, always his mother who opens the door and closes it again as if like a harmonious couple, but why this time the door is so hard yes,,,that's what comes to your mind Rasha.

"Dad remarried yes, "his mother's voice was slow.

DDDOOOORRRRR

Whether it's an illusion or a less obvious ear, his mother may question such a thing, but it feels, his heart begins to choke with just one ear.

"Aaarrrggghhh? uh huh? " said his father was a little upset and felt indifferent.

"So this is why you haven't supported us for a year? "

It's been more than a year his father never gave a living for them again on the grounds that his business went bankrupt, that's what makes his mother have to slam the bones of work here and there. Even Rasya herself had to work part-time to finance her own college without the knowledge of anyone but her friend, despite getting a scholarship but still to print the task required the name of money, not to mention other tasks.

"indeed in our religion it is not forbidden to marry more than one person, HUH? " snaps his father with a rough voice.

It turned out that what he heard was not an illusion, he just stared at his sister who was beside him still asleep because he was worried if his sister heard this. Not until there, his heart also began to roar loudly as if something bad was about to happen. He got up and walked slowly towards the connecting door between his room with his younger brother's room in addition to the entrance.

"Yes, obviously, it's illegal if one family can not afford papa, let alone find another" his mother's voice also began to harden.

Rasya finally opened the door slowly so as not to be heard by his parents. Devan, his second younger brother who was first still busy with his books on the study table, with a headset in his ear, rasha was sure that he could not hear his parents' conversation.

While David, his third brother has been sitting on his top bed with the tablet still in his hand, rasya sure that David was certainly looking at updates-tan from the world of sports that should not be missed one.

At the same time David also saw rasha was looking at him in panic, quickly rasya gave a warning to David to resuscitate the devan about what happened.

Not David his name if not brash, immediately he pulled the headset in his brother's ear. Not to be surprised but even the plotting that devan threw at david.

"MAMA DON'T INTERFERE, THIS IS ALSO PAPA TRYING TO WAKE UP AGAIN PAPA'S BUSINESS... "

Finally a soft slap of spoiled but turbulent expression given david on devan as a form of awareness for people who do not understand the atmosphere.

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"Trus at that time Radika, where was your first sister? " my question while sipping coffee orders that just came earlier.

"at that time he was still in military training"

"does he know or not about what happened at home? " manyu make sure.

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