LOVE ON THE HORIZON
BUILDING A SMALL PALACE

“Tomorrow we go to Grandpa's house huh Clara?” I asked him to play in his yard.

“Whose grandfather is father.?” reply Clara innocently.

“Parents father....father father.....grandfather Tata.......Kalo here is Adi's grandfather....his father Mother....” I explained while anxious to see the funny face Clara.

“Oooo...” said Clara funny while continuing to play with her toys.

“You sure ...?’ Ita emerged from behind the living room door and sat next to me.

I nodded my assent sign, “Papa who want to meet you and Clara”

I told Ita that papa now has a stroke and is partially paralyzed, so he can only lie in bed.

When I came with Ita and Clara, there was only my mother who was lifting the clothes she had

sun-dried all day. Satria and Asty have not returned from school activities.

“Ehhh...who is this…? “ said mama friendly while smiling to see the tiny face of my daughter Clara

“Ayo Clara..Give greetings and kiss the hands of the same grandmother.” I said while holding the small hand of Clara. Followed Ita who kissed mom's hand.

“Paaa...try looking at this..who comes..” said mom while entering the house.

I, Ita and Clara followed in the footsteps of mama, I saw papa lying on the bed while eating the pier fruit that had been cut mama cut.

Papa's eyes sparkled.Smiling at the sight of little Clara….Ita kisses papa's hand.papa rubs Ita's hair and hugs Ita while sounding papa's cry.

“Pardon papa ya Ta...” papa said as perunggun

Even though no power to shed tears to hear the words and see the condition of papa, the man who was once famous for being loud, sturdy and firm, stern, now he had to lie helplessly in his bed every day.

I was also touched to see it, I held as much as possible so that my tears did not come out of the corner of my eyes.

While chatting, occasionally papa rubbed Clara's head, and also sometimes papa laughed at the plain chatter from Clara.

Gradually over time, the presence of Ita and Clara was acceptable to my family, the atmosphere when gathered had melted away , unlike the beginning of a slightly rigid and formal beginning.

I also began to often go home to Ita and my presence slowly also received the entire extended family.

I haven't sat by the sea for a long time, where I've been slime.

Finished my business at the port of Tanjung Priok, I decided to spend my afternoon there, long enough I was pensive to remember all the stories of my life…

Shadow of Sisca….Ita...Ririn and Debby passed between the froths of the waves that broke apart on the rock...my eyes have frozen now..my soul is also tired of all Love on the horizon there, but when it sank in the blow and broke

in pieces like hitting a sharp coral reef.

“Debby...what I have to do.?” I didn't realize I was mumbling

Suddenly I remembered my conversation with Debby when I first got close in Lembang some time ago.

“DON’T WORRY ABOUT YOUR WIFE ADRIAN.IF GOD WANT HER BESIDE YOU….YOU WILL BE MEET HER ..AND BECOME TOGETHER AGAIN.

(Don't worry about your Wife Adrian...if God wills her beside you..we don't know how....do not know when....you will meet her and be together again.”.

Does this mean all my stories? Is this the end of my long, winding quest?

It doesn't matter another million words LOVE …..No longer have to shiver romance and excitement on the chest.ada Clara fruit of my heart painkillers.ada Ita women who always love me and love me with patience.

Like me and Debby before, LOVE should not always be revealed or spoken, but act and live….

there was and seemed to be able to give an answer to my gala and all my inner questions.” as I got up and stepped home.

“You and Clara want to stay with me again? The house I bought Ta...?” I asked while sipping a warm tea made by Ita that night at his house. Clara was watching her favorite cartoon television.

“Really…? But it's not that the house was for you and Ri..” I put my index finger on Ita's lip to stop him from talking.

“Do not share and talk of the past..” Reply with a smile.

Ita immediately approached papa and his mother and expressed my intention earlier, I saw a glimpse of the happy face of his parents. Ita came back to me and suddenly kissed my cheek..”Thank you Dad...”.

I laughed at her behavior, and it was the first time Ita hadn't called me by my name.

Me, Ita and Clara finally moved and lived in my house that had been empty for so long, I deliberately chose the day of our move, the day before Ita's birthday.

The first day we occupied the house, I invited Ita and Clara to get acquainted with the neighbors. I held back a laugh as I looked at the slightly bewildered faces of the neighbors. When I took Ririn there not

many residents and many rows of houses that have not been occupied, but the last time I was with Debby was quite a lot of new residents and some had greeted me and Debby first…

While walking home Ita asked with a laugh..” The faces of the neighbors kok kayak people confused huh? Must be confused to know you came with me and a little boy.Sedang right ever seen them you.

the same others used to come here..shy shame aja you ihhh..” said Ita interrupted his laughter while pinching my waist.

I began to learn to drive the car I bought in the area of my residential complex, because the entrance is quite wide and still quiet. Ita's male cousin taught me, and sometimes I would take it myself and I asked

accompanied by Ita, although often I get spray scolding Ita.

“You if called a neighbor ..ga need to wave back and look at their direction deh..” grumbled Ita

“But later I will be said to be arrogant with my neighbor ma..

“Iya..but later if nyetirmu already smoothly...rather than because called ...and you respond.see the consequences….garbage tub and some flower pots in front of the houses of the neighbors are damaged you hit by” said Ita again held his laughter.

I laughed out loud, Ita right.Every time I returned the greetings of the neighbors and looked at them, the direction of my car was immediately ngawur and hit a garbage tub or pot of plants owned by neighbors.

I often smile with amusement if I remember

I spent the day with Ita and Clara, old wounds from the past, I put them in the heart box and then I locked them. In my spare time I try to pursue my new hobby with fishing. Even if they are carrying children

we are the second, Clara looks happy because there is a dik who will be her playmate later.

That afternoon I just arrived at my office from taking care of my work in the cargo area of Soekarno hatta airport, then released my superiors from the company, because he had bought a new factory and planned to manage it himself. My phone rang shortly after I shook hands with him.

“Adrian...critical papa condition..from the morning has often been unconscious....tadi mama has called doctor temen mama...he said.follow and follow all his requests ..” said mama crossed there. My body and

my joints feel weak hearing it.

“Then papa said to mama what would you like?” much

“From yesterday papa called food continues..what is its name? Which japanese food?” answer mama

“Hoka hoka bento?” repay me

“Iya it....” replied mama.

“Oke ..Adrian will be there soon and will buy the one you want..” I said while hanging up my phone.

“SORRY MR.YOGI….BUDI SIR….MY FATHER CONDITION CRITICAL, SO I HAVE TO GO NOW.” I said to two of my superiors who were talking in the office lobby while standing in front of their vehicle.

“OKE ADRIAN….CONVEY OUR GREETINGS TO PAPAMU.” said one of my superiors who are Indonesian citizens.