Ramadan Longs for the Holy Month
WE'RE SAME! (RAMA'AN POV)

"I'm interested!" My word.

"It's okay, it's halal, it's important" My mind is excited.

Day after day I passed being an OB at the ABDIJAYA GROUP company did not make me stop to keep looking for Omar.

2 months later...

"Police have given up looking for him... Will I give up too?" I asked with my eyes closed and then laid my body on the long chair of the park in town A.

"Ecchem..." The sound of Deheman made me wake up from my bed.

"Mrs Kirana?!" I was surprised to not believe Kirana who was sitting at the end of the long chair.

"Don't call me Madam!" Her firmness.

"Two months have passed, still call me Mistress?" She asked, who we have been friends with since I first worked.

"Why are you here, Kirana?" Ask me because her age is almost equivalent to mine, only two years older than her 18.

"I'm looking around, it looks like you're dizzy... Why?" Ask her.

"I'm looking for my sister" I said.

"Hmm. That's it, where's your sister?" Ask Kirana.

"Where do I know! I've just been so tired looking for her from two months ago!" I'm getting really upset.

"Yes, yeah, why so angry, angry?" Ask a little annoyed.

"I'm tired... I have no one but her and my little sister in the village" I said.

"Your parents??" His question that made me silent stared dimly down.

"Hmm... It turns out that, too, we are the same! I don't have them either, the people I love so much. However, I will continue to strive to be able to make myself and others in need, happy" Kirana explained.

*I'm moved...

Heard her...

Like no burden...

After the people he loved left him...

And myself, though,

Very fragile..

On your appeal, you,

You, very strong!

"I used to be just like you, tired, and wanted to disappear from this world, right?" Her question made me look at her while nodding.

"Then I was 10 years old. I've lost both of my parents who died as a result of the fatal accident that befell them" she explained by telling her past.

"Why? you look strong now?" Ask me.

"I'm strong? Puufts... It's possible in your view, if I'm strong. However, I'm actually as fragile as you are. But that was then, now! I'll try not to be a loser anymore!" His resolve strengthened.

"Loser? Am I a loser?" My inner.

"Yeah! You are a loser! A weak one like this, just because his destiny is not in line with your desires!" It was her determination that made my heart like an arrow.

It hurts! So sick! However, I also realized, if that was the truth.

"Basic weak! You, don't deserve to be a man, with your feelings as weak as a woman!" His words again seemed to cut my heart.

"My feelings are weak? Weak woman?" My inner.

"Even if the woman feels weak. However, he is very strong because he can give birth to a new human being into this world," he said, which does not mean to demean the dignity of women.

Run!

I'm gonna run...

Prove it!

If, myself...

No, weak!

"Who, your sister's name?" He asked and I couldn't hear because my footsteps were now running back to keep looking for his 'Omar'.