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A month had passed since that painful night, Zahra was going through her usual days. Morning woke up, went to work and came home when the moon had crawled up in place of the sun that had moved to shine on other parts of the earth.
There was no longer a look of sadness on Zahra's face, rather trying hard.how he had to stay alive.living the days with one goal is to find his family. reunite the puzzle of happiness that is scattered because of an ego.
And during that time, a man who never appeared, the man who always stole his long night sleep, replaced his beautiful dream with a dream that requires him to wake up in a cold sweat.
Trauma, that's what the young girl experienced.Fear that still haunts him.The pain in his heart is still very agonizing when he had to wake up in the middle of the night because of the nightmare.
Zahra's memory sends her back to what happened a month ago.It's very unfair, even he was unable to remember the shape of the face of the man who had ravaged his life.only the silhouette of his sturdy body was embedded in Zahra's memory.
Zahra who woke up in the morning blind felt her body sweat. "Isn't the weather cold enough because it rained last night, but why am I sweating?" cluelessness struck, his brain has not been able to reach out that there is actually an oddity in him.
Zahra was still lazy to get out of bed, it was too early to start her day off.
Zahra turned to the clock on the nightstand, the time showed at 4 am because he was lazy he was about to continue his sleep, but the nausea in his stomach forced him to move out of his bed.
Nausea but he did not vomit anything, he remembered that the last few days he had been very difficult to digest his food.
The work holiday event is only filled with cleaning and drawing events. really Zahra is a home girl, who should be girls her age are traveling to the mall tp not with Zahra, but with Zahra, the girl was just scratching her colored pencil on white paper.
Zahra stopped her hand from scratching the sketch because she heard a knock on her door.
"Just a second!"
" Dea? how is it here? is your schedule off now?" zahra asked Dea a question, but he went in without permission.
"It was supposed to come in, but last night Rini asked for a change of holiday, because tomorrow there's going to go where it is."
"Oh. "zahra only oh ria.
"What the hell are you? what's this paper for? can you design a shirt?" ask dea while turning back the paper from zahra's work.
Zahra smiled, so long as he did not tell much about things that no one else needed to know.
"To be a Designer is not enough just to be good at drawing Dea, must have a qualified ability. Of course we must have money first in order to be able to go to college, and I think I will not be able to." zahra with her sad voice was more in despair.
Being a Designer seems like it will only be my dream, from where I will have tuition fees, whereas I am only a waiter.if I can meet father, maybe other circumstances. and that's if you want to admit me, then with what I have to prove that I am the son of a Kinan Almeida, while the only evidence I have is gone. maybe I should start forgetting that desire, the desire to find a father, and that means I failed to fulfill my last wish.
Zahra smiled wryly, she looked at the papers with a sad look.Dea realized that.
"I know what you're thinking right now, you're desperate right?" Dea sighed.
"Actually we are the same Zahra, toyed with by fate, but should we not give in to fate, we will remain like this if we do not fight, so fight. you can do it!" Dea gives spirit.
You just don't know Zahra that I've been through the same thing.I came to this town with ideals, but even deception that I got. it all breaks in the hands of the people I trust.
"Does your advice apply to you, too? cause I know you don't seem to be okay either."
"Do you think you're the only one who can secretly watch over me? I'm also the same dea, I see you also often daydream.just you're smarter to hide your feelings.I right?" Dea was flabbergasted by Zahra's words, and he did not expect that Zahra would notice him.
"I know you hid your sorrows behind your laughter Dea, did I not mean so much that you never shared your problems."
"I always share anything with you Zahra, we once drank from the same bottle because we could only afford one bottle of drink at that time.don't forget that," Dea spoke cynically and the two girls chuckled together.
"Alright, you can tell me whenever you feel ready." zahra concluded.
Zahra who returned struggling with the papers almost forgot that there was a beautiful figure who felt ignored.
"Are we going to hang out here all day, where it's supposed to be together for the holidays."Dea broke the silence.
Zahra turned and asked "where?"
Dea seemed to think "Emm.. Just walk first yuk!" Dea moved and followed Zahra behind.
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