Conqueror of My Little Heart
Debris Memories

The sparkling star displays a very stunning light tonight, accompanied by the dim rays of the crescent moon and the gusts of night wind that can penetrate the pores.

The current weather, can be felt with a touch of the night wind that hit the face with coolness.

As felt by these two lovebirds, was enjoying the atmosphere of the night outside the house, sitting with a reasoned green grass accompanied by some snacks.

"Bang, why? the moon itself, but a lot of stars?" ask the little one to the brother who is quite kepo.

"The moon is not alone, but the stars will accompany it, nor will you alone have a brother with you, though you are far away your brother will keep watch over you and take care of you." Said the brother.

The little one just nodded his head in understanding. After that the atmosphere returned to silence.

"Sir, you know what...?"

"No bang" immediately cut off the brother's conversation.

"Not finished adeek..." Gemes the brother while pinching the cheek padlil adeknya.

"Eh, he..he.., yes bang. go on!"

"Did you know not? Actually even though the star is a lot but he will remain lonely, loh" he said connecting words that had been cut while looking up.

"Why can you, bang?" ask the boy in curiosity.

"Yes, it could be. the star did shine with the other, but it would not be beautiful to look at if there was no moon accompanying him. Even though he had friends but did not have a pair was not synchronous, it was not synchronous, like a human being, that's what stars feel." Obviously the brother.

"The promise will be like the moon that accompanies the stars, so will my brother who will keep me company" he said while pinning his little finger towards his brother.

"The gate doesn't promise to be like the moon, and it won't!" Strictly while looking closely at the sister.

"Why is that so bang?"tanyanya while showing a faint face.

"Abang doesn't want to be like the moon, but it wants to be like the sun" the brother argued.

"it's up to you, deh" he said resignedly while turning his back to the brother.

"What he wants to be the sun for you, because you don't want to come just temporarily, then when he awaits he just disappears. but, if the sun even though he is gone, if he goes, but he'll be back tomorrow." Said the brother while turning his sister's body to face him, accompanied by his distinctive smile.

The sister smiled back while stretching out her hands, while hugging the body of the brother happily.

"Non is read, the flowers have fallen down, mostly in love to drink water, anyway" joked the maid disperse my daydream.

"Eh" surprised me. then turn off the faucet and put a hose to his place. I looked down at the flower that was I was watered, now it has been bent down because of my act just now.

The past comes back to haunt me, the beautiful memory comes back to remind me. Undeniably, I still have not completely forgotten and released the memory of the shadow.

there used to be someone who meant something in my life, he said he wouldn't leave me. But, in fact, he left without saying goodbye and left me alone in difficult times.

"Where's mbok?" I asked the maid who had served eleven years by my side. In fact, I considered her like my own family.

"The lady had left from dawn, with her, um. her husband" said the stuttering aunt almost wrongly.

Why did auntie say 'His husband?' not just saying sir? Is he mama's husband? which means he's my papa. But not so, I myself forbid him not to say sir. I strongly oppose if the husband of the mama was said sir, what else someone adores you in front of me, I can be angry.

"How long is this time?"

"said the Madam going out of town for three days" she replied as she looked at me pityingly.

"Huffff... always so. yes deh mbok, diba enter first well. want to shower, sultry" I said as I stepped into the house with a shaky step.

that's how my family, always busy with a dizzying work that prolonged.

That is I adiba ara kaluna holdings.the indo-Japanese courtesan born to the couple kenzo yamazaki holdings and Azahra hanifah. Owner of a famous company in Japan.

Yamazaki gold holdings. It is a technology company focused on the growth of digital assets for retail companies, through transparent short and medium-term cryptocurrency arbitrations on major world-renowned exchanges around the world.

But, now that company is not the source of my life anymore.The usual results I always get for my needs and mama, now it has disappeared with the people who manage it. and now all I got was a last name left behind, but not with the guy.

After that heartbreaking incident overflowed me, I became a closed girl and not many friends, only a friend who was always there filled my days faithfully.

not leaving me even if I'm up and down. I really love him, he is the most important person who has ever been in my life now and forever.

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"ADIBA ARA KALUNA HOLDINGS?!" There was a loud cry right beside my ear so loud that it could gnaw at the ears of anyone who heard it.

"Hey, toa's walking! don't scream can't you? How many times have you said that you don't have to use your full name, can you?" I was upset while looking to the right side, right where the man was. then turned my gaze back to the side outside the window with a faint look.

"Hehe... sorry dib. you why bengong continue anyway? new kesambet know the taste. anyways see what the hell?" His nephew while following the direction my gaze was.

"Feelings of no one?" Her great-grandson again.

"Who said anyone was there?" I said without taking a glance, as if there was something interesting to note.

"Huft..." there was a breath next to me. Who else did it? if not my best friend. Silvia Hanindian.

I often call it 'Toa walk' because in my opinion, if he screams it resembles the sound of people who are again doing a rally. Very noisy, but make no mistake, even if he was so scared, he was still my only friend by my side.

"Eh, where are you going?" He asked when he saw me tidy up all the items on the table into a bag.

"You truant. come along?" The three words I spewed out of my mouth made him twist a lazy eyeball.

"I'm out!" I tipped the shoulder bag and set foot in class, when I found no response from him.

That's how I am, when my mood is broken I will hang out alone in the school rooftop. All teachers do not enter the classroom, so the opportunity to find peace.

This is where my most comfortable place, avoid noise and excitement.This quiet and quiet place, which is able to eliminate sadness and emotions when coming.

sometimes, via often I invite here if he is not much of a task, but at this time I can not take him. because he again copied the material that was left behind when he had one day off because of illness.

Stretch your hands while enjoying the fresh air that hits the pores of the face. So cold the air, able to calm my heart that is this crazy.

my gaze was fixed towards the road that many vehicles passed by, so beautiful to see from above, it seemed to tower some of the buildings that stretched out there.

"Ck, if people say it is seen, not dicuekin. this handsome person is even stir-fried, guessed what nut martabak? Wonderful" Cerocos nagged.

'What kid came out of the nest? come suddenly, narcissistic as he pleases, continue to mengomelin people at will, do not know also' my mind commented. Slowly but surely I turned my body towards him, with the usual flat look I gave.

"Well, this ghost wall what's a human? why is his face flat?" he said again while looking at me from top to bottom.

I kept ignoring him, instead stepped forward past him.he kept looking at me with a curious aura.

"That's a human, isn't it? serem really looks, like anabel doll, which moves only his eyes. Nevermind! forget it" the monologue was long, then went somewhere I didn't know where it was going.

I was still hiding behind the entrance of the room, so furious to hear his words when he was said to be the same as a doll, but how else he had vanished with the smoke. Is he a genie? I don't know bodo.

"Fast tumben, usually also before the school is empty you will not return" said via when I entered the class. Screaming him with a faint while putting my body weight on the bench next to him.

"There's Jailangkung" I replied as if.

"Well, why can? where did you see him? no serem? it's not usually there, why is it suddenly there?" Ask streak. Well the sound of the toy starts this mode as it seems.

Everyone began to look at us. lazy to respond, I chose to lay his head down on the table.he just issued a typical grin that he usually displayed for them, then resumed his writing activities.

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In a famous hospital, call it Oisca hospital.Lid a boy accompanied by a little girl, he wiped the tears that fell continuously without stopping.

"Abang wake! don't sleep on, let's play like always. brother never said will not cuekin fig, what else like this, ara promise will not nakalin brother again. ara will follow what you want. Now wake up! look at ara here! do not sleep on, ara so quiet there is no play if you keep quiet like this" eight-year-old child, continue to talk to the body of the helpless brother.

although there was no response he got, but at least he was able to let out his grievances.

It's been five days boy

it was an unconscious coma, as long as the sister continued to cry tirelessly.

" Titt. titt... tuitt.." suddenly the heartbeat detector goes off. Along with that came someone in a hurry to turn the door knob, then barged in. Only five steps of his feet in the swing arrived suddenly

"Tiiiiietttttttttttt.." The long sound of the heart rate detector is heard, and it immediately stops.

"Kara" Shouted loudly, while running without regard to the food he had just bought fell scattered from his hands. With wide strides he continued to run towards his son's bed. coupled with that, with that, two doctors and a nurse came in to check.

"Sorry buk, the mother's child can not be helped anymore.The patient named Krisnanda bagaskara daruna, was declared dead at exactly 9:20 am. Excuse us first buk" said the nurse passed followed by the doctor from behind her.

"No way! my kara is alive! he can't leave. Come on, wake up, boy! jangn lives with mom. DON'T GOII...!!!" the response was unacceptable, while shaking the body of the child who had been stretched stiff lifeless.

"Abang wake! Don't leave ara! BROTHER DON'T GO...!!!" Shouts the little one at the end of a hiccup.

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"Diba, Diba. ADIBA ARA KALUNA!?" a shrill cry, incandescent entered my sense of hearing, accompanied by a wobble in my right arm.

I began to blink. I gathered the consciousness that had not yet fully accumulated, then turned to the origin of the sound, and looked in all directions. It's still at school, I overslept apparently.whether it's been a long time, which is sure all the residents of the class have been empty leaping.

"Is it a dream again?" tanyanya. I nodded in confirming.

"Hem... Come on home already! you need a break" he took me out the classroom door.I still have the face of his pillow, can only follow will be taken where by via.

we were already in the parking lot of the school rushing to go home. I started to open the door of the car via. However, from far away my net was directed at a group of boys who were walking down the stairs of the warehouse, which was, near the rooftop I used to visit.

'Who are they? Why are they there? is it not time to go back to school anymore? what I think of them for, doesn't matter either. But, why do I feel familiar with one of them?' Inner wondering.

"Let's see what dib is?" throwing questions from via, made me look at him, to spread my mind on the figure of the person.

"Nothing" I answered briefly as I opened the car door, immediately entered and sat beside him.My eyes were turned back to the steps of the warehouse, but there was no one else there.

'where did they go? Why did it disappear so quickly?' Thought impinge.

"What else is dib?" Back thrown a question from him.I shook my head in response, He just snorted to respond, then immediately run the car

splitting streets.

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now I'm lying on my favorite Queen size mattress, staring at the ceiling of the room. Actually there are no beautiful objects that can be seen there.

however, I can keep it lingering.whether what makes me interested to see it, I also do not understand.

Outside the weather is raining, accompanied by gusts of wind blowing hard, so as to make the leaves fly everywhere.Tree waving each other as if mutually banging greetings.

the branches rubbed against each other and flickered incoherently, to the point of disturbing hearing.However, there was no explosion of thunder that used to be earthy with each other, making us who heard it so frightened.

It's been four days mama went out of town, during that time also mama did not inform her of her condition.in the past, usually mama always took the time to know my condition.how I was, whether I was okay, if I was okay, or is there a grievance that he always listens to.

But now there is no more small talk that mama gives, even just tell him he no longer does. What work is more important than his child? Actually I just need affection not wealth.I don't know maybe this is a trial that I have to describe.

There used to be times like this, there was always a figure that would strengthen when I was dissolved in sadness. Always be friends when lonely, always give comfort and affection to replace parents while traveling.

But, now I can no longer feel, because the figure has gone.that will not be able to come back again, all just disappear without saying goodbye.

papa, who I had always been proud of, now left.all disappeared from sight and reach without me stopping.

In the past, mama used to be there for me after their departure, being a role model and encouragement when I was in grief, but, now there is nothing more I can hope for, he said, everything has sunk with the debris of memories.

Mama who used to be understanding, who used to always provide comfort, now she no longer gives. He was busy working, so he forgot there was someone who also needed his presence, needed his affection.

mama had ignored me for granted, she gave up all her responsibilities to the housekeeper.it was too busy collecting rupiah coffers with a new prince in her life.

her new husband who makes me sometimes jealous to see her, because he has managed to snatch my mother from me, so I hate her. I think, even though I do not know what happened, actually, The important thing is that he has taken my mama.

I miss my old mama, I miss my whole family, and I miss everything.

Masalalu left a reminder, the rain passed leaving a puddle~ Adiba Ara Kaluna