THE MAGIC WOMEN'S
Ep. 04 "I can never forget it,"

Ahhhh ... I exhaled slowly, then moved from where I slept. The atmosphere of the house today is not like the usual day - the voice of the brother is not heard even though it only wakes me - - the clattering of steps was not there. I moved again until my feet rested in the kitchen, hoping my brother was enjoying his hobby, but nil. I can't find him anywhere in this house.

I hungry. I wish there was food.

I opened the hood of the food that never moved, hoping there was food there, but instead of the food that I got was a small yellow sheet of paper. If it is not wrongly called Stick Note. I'll read it soon.

Brother went early in the morning, because there is urgent business in the Office, so cook yourself first well brother sweet brother.

Reading the words that my brother wrote, made me amused, really tumben he wrote the words like that, although it was actually common, but still amused. Since there was no food, I only cooked what I could, just to fill my empty stomach before leaving for college. However, suddenly there was the sound of someone knocking on the door and then saying a greeting. I didn't think for long and opened the door immediately.

His tall and thin body, made me only speechless, though in my heart I wondered who he was.

"Is this Hanna Mayangsari's mother's house?" ask him very polite.

"Yes right." I said spontaneously, "Who is it?"

"I'm just a Postman, Mba!" the answer is smiling.

"Ohh so, sorry because I did not see the luggage," I said also lirih.

"It's nothing." The answer.

"What's up, sir?" I stared at the Postman inside.

"This is a package for mba da-n." Said cut.

"And what, sir?"ask again.

"That's nothing, just a wrong look. Sign here, please." While issuing invoice receipt of the package and give it to me.

"Then I say thank you and thank you." The Postman left me and just disappeared. Is that as fast as he is? maybe it is like that, because it has become the work of his days.

I closed the door again, staring at the wall clock for a moment. There is still time to hurry. But before rushing to campus, I opened the package, but I didn't open a box in the package when I saw a letter in it and I only cared about it.

I'm back, I'll wait somewhere not far from your residence. Do you want to see me now? if not, I will wait.

A short and dense letter, moved me until my tears spontaneously dripped.

I repeated those words many times, my heart still not knowing what to do. Between happy --confused --sad. I'm still crying still can't believe if he comes back. Sometimes I read again the letter that was still attached to my hand, until I forgot that he was waiting.

Without putting down the letter, I ran towards the mall, I remember there was a place there that we frequented. There are two large statues symbolizing the love of Habibi sir and his wife Ainun.

I was still running, until after a while my steps stopped. The earth seemed to spin; I stood in the middle, He still I could not find. My breathing started to get irregular, and I still can't believe he's back.

"Hanna!" yelling someone so softly behind me, he even touched my right shoulder to make me turn around. Our views met, very close.

The clear details of my eyes dripping on him - haru - - happy - unable to speak mixed into one.

"Dirga!" I also slow down. Then Dirga immediately hugged me tightly, I returned the hug with a few tears still left.

"Thank you, you're back" I said

"Thank you too, you're still waiting."

The meeting that made me forget about college today. I'm sure Jo must have been shocked again because I didn't go in.

"You're okay, right?" tanya Dirga looked at me softly. While I nodded slowly, I was unable to speak, just looking at it I was happy. Her smile that I could never forget, her dimples were clearly drawn, like an angel I could not describe.

"Hanna, like Layla and Majnun - Habibi and Ainun, I have not forgotten you. I just always hope you're good until I get back, and you prove it to me. Thank you, Hanna."

For the second time, Dirga hugged me again. I felt her warmth, her tenderness and it was so soothing. A burning heart can also be broken by his embrace. I realized, He is the best for me, and I thank Him for bringing someone like Him into my life.

Like an angel who always gives peace, like a cool breeze.

Ahhhh, for me he is my perfection. Wherever he is, I can never forget him.

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