
"Well, is he healthy in there?"
"god willing, son, he is healthy, wherever he is, the prayer mama papa prayer will always accompany him" Dista lowered his head, his eyes falling on his fingers.
"i don't think I was then...."
"Dista, it's .. it's not your fault son" Farah the mother raised her son's face, she wiped away the tears that bore the river there.
"don't cry, just pray she'll be healthy there, mama sure someday we'll meet her again" she said with her eldest daughter, Farah also desperately held back in order to keep looking tough in front of Dista, the departure of the people who loved Twenty years ago is still very imprinted in their hearts.
"mah, if he still exists ... must have graduated college by now?"
"yes son, surely now she has grown into a charming adult girl.
"my daughter, wherever you are .. Our prayers will be with you, son, believe me .. mama papa, and your sister never stops looking for you, dear" Dysta could no longer hold his chest tight, he hugged Farah so tightly, spilling all the guilt that had always accompanied him, the guilt of twenty years ago would continue to haunt him.
"Today, in the same place, Kaka made you your favorite cake deck, the chocolate cake that Kaka makes every year for you, baby, what in the new place you enjoy chocolate cake Yes the same, yes, what tastes good like made by Kaka" said Dista like this, The container that he brought from home in the open, chocolate cake with cheese topping on it, Dista still sobbing, and, he took a small piece of chocolate cake and he gave it to Farah, they ate the chocolate cake with tears.
"later Kaka promised the deck, after we meet again, Kaka will make a delicious chocolate cake for you, Kaka promised"
....
"Pray"
"hm, why handsome mas" Praya turned to face the coals, only a moment back he focused on his cooking.
"Where are your parents?" the coal question made Praya's hand stop stirring the rice in the pan, he was silent.
"Pray!"
"how do I know you, I've been in the parlor since childhood"
"you never know who they are"
"no, I don't know who they are, where I come from, what they look like, I don't know .. said the mother of the house, at that time I was about 2 years old, at that age I remember anything mas" Praya turned off the stove, fried rice that was still hot he moved to a plastic container, so I could not remember, rice that Praya brought for breakfast with coals.
Praya scoops the rice for the embers afterwards for his own
"don't you miss them?" Praya momentarily thought
"em, how ya mas, I'm from childhood Never loved from them, I never know who they are. would say kangen, want to say do not want to meet.yeah not also, how to explain it, difficult, I'm used to living without them "Praya smiled so sincerely in front of the coals.
"at the gold, cold will no longer taste good"
"you're not disappointed with them, who knows they dumped you?" Praya smiled again, but this time her smile was different.
"yes if I was deliberately thrown away... I can what mas, it means I'm a child they never wanted, disappointed? and that must be it, why should they make and give birth to me if the ends are thrown away too, sad "shaded eyes that always exude beauty on the face of his little wife, the woman who always looks carefree in front of him only this time he saw a different face from the woman, a face of sadness.
"why do you see I'm so rich?" bara shook her head and went back to enjoying the wife's fried rice.
"not bad? the parlors always say my cooking is good, and you just say not bad? sucks "Praya rolled his eyes off guard, really he was annoyed with the assessment of embers, what a hard thing is just to say good.
"yes, yes, your cooking is delicious "it seems like this time the coals persuasion in Menpan.
"quickly finish the breakfast mas, I have my promise Ayu, want to go for a walk" embers raised their faces to look at Praya.
"where?"
"yes Wherever you go, who can make you happy for sure" replied Praya indifferently.
"don't go long, go straight home after playing" Praya did not answer again, he prefers to spend his breakfast.
....
"be careful mas" eman did not turn his head and did not even want to just wave back his wife's hand, Praya had to swallow the pill again disappointed because of the attitude of embers to him.
"how hard it is to just say yes, hiiss, basic" annoyed Praya and went back inside her house.
praya uses a black dress with long sleeves, her hair he let down did not forget his favorite slim bag.
hearing the horn from, Praya rushed out, he waved at the lady who was also dressed So beautiful today, they planned to go to the photo studio, wanted to take many memories together.
"you are so beautiful Praya" Praya is so beautiful, her skin is as white as milk, her eyes are brownish and with pliable eyelashes, if Praya smiles so sweet because there are canine teeth that are not in place.
"you are also beautiful" the two friends praised each other , Praya got on the bike Ayu.
"it's ready"
"get ready" answered Praya cheerfully
"let's go" said the two women who wear the same, only different in color, Praya wear black, while ayu brown milk.
"have you had breakfast?" ask ayu
"already, you?"
"i've also, meaning we go straight to the photo studio first yes, run it into the mall for a while walk, look around just don't buy" both chuckle, they are not people are, they are not people are, who can shop as much, if they go for a walk as they are now, all that is just a walk is nothing more.
"we do that yu, where we have money to buy what we want"
"may one day we become rich, have a rich Husband, so we can buy whatever we want" Praya just smiled to hear the words ayu *suami kaya*
"rich husband? I married her not to enjoy her money, I wanted her because she's a grown man, I wish I could get her affection, but all I got, I got, only sleep paid money because it has satisfied him on the bed "the Praya monologue.
"may one day be found with a good man, loving, patient, loving us as sincerely, do not be rich, which is important every time we ask for money there" back Ayu laughed with her own boasting, while Praya only revealed a smile.