Ramadan Longs for the Holy Month
THE PAST (KIRANA)

"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'.

"She, just like I used to." Kirana said as she looked at my persistence which always reminded her of the day she was devastated by the circumstances.

The flash black On.

At the funeral.

(POV Kirana)

"Why? Why is this all happening?!" Shouted myself when I was 10 years old, I had to accept a fate that was very painful.

"Why? Why is destiny always painful like this?!!" My screams again felt devastated when I saw the bodies of my parents who had been buried in clay.

"I still need the affection of the most meritorious person in my life... Hix... Hicks.." I cried while crying.

That time..

I was hit hard..

With his destiny..

That should separate me, though,

With the most talented person,

In my life..

They are both my parents..

However, I realized..

What is the purpose of wrong destiny?

It's all happened, it's all happened,

Can time turn back?

Sure, no!

It's all happened, it's all happened,

No need to regret..

"Hiks...Hicks..."

I cried until my eyes were swollen in front of the graves of my parents, I promised "If this self, will not return to violate the destiny that God has fixed for me,".

(POV Kirana End)

The flash black of.

"I have to help her, find her sister!" Determine Kirana while going somewhere.

I ran..

Until both my legs feel tired..

My sister, where are you going?

I think I want to fall..

Because my legs don't hold up anymore..

To run looking for you...

Bruukkkc... "Aakh! Omar! Where're you??" My tires are frustrated when they search everywhere by running.

I miss you..

My sister's..

When the moment, you're scared..

Come unto me..

I'll hug you, though,

Which can, ease your fear..

Slowly, I stood back up and saw a large poster that was pictured when the holy month of Ramadan was about to arrive.

"Holy moon is back?!" I was surprised to not believe that this self will again feel the holy month of Ramadan at the age of 20 years.

"But, certainly... Ramadan later, I will not return to feel like Ramadan used to be with my complete family. Because I'm definitely going to be alone.. Right here..." Ogre me.

"I'm tired!" I muttered back as I reached out to catch my breath.

"Huuf..."

ngingg...

Suddenly, I felt my head dizzy with my ears ringing.

"What's this??" My mind asked as my gaze grew darker as I stared at the ground.

Bruukkkc...

It's dark! And too fast!

It all looks so dark...

Until my heart can't hold back, though,

the fear that enveloped me,

A shadow of memory, though,

my childhood..

In the holy month of Ramadan, the,

Looked happy...

However, now?

Will I be alone?

Oh God, I need you..

Uhuukk... Uhuk...

Ramadhan awakens to find himself lying in the iron chair of the park earlier.

"Why am I here?" His murmuring was astonished.

"Eat, and drink!" Said a long-veiled woman standing next to her by giving a bottle of water and a packet of food.

"Aahh, yes, I forgot that this morning had not eaten," said Ramadhan realized the result of his fainting.

"Jude, Take! And eat" Kirana said again.

"Alright, thank you," replied Ramadhan as he took the food and ate it.

"By the end of Ramadan, do you want to go home?" Kirana asked who made me stop eating.

"Astagfireullah! Ahhh... Yes, I forgot... Sorry," he said again.

"What if you break your fast on the first day of Ramadan, in my house?" Ask Kirana.

Uhuukk... "Is he G*la?! Where do I want to be alone with him, in the house he is certainly lonely," Inner Ramadhan because he knows Kirana does not have both parents.

Sruups...

"No, I just want to break it myself" Reject Ramadan slowly.

"Hmm... That's so..." Answer Kirana who understands.

"Maybe he thinks my house is quiet at times, 'yes? Humm... Though! If he comes, he certainly looks into the crowd there," Inner Kirana who does not want Ramadan knows.

"Why don't you go home? Kan, there's still your little sister, right?" Kirana asked after Ramadan finished eating.

"I just want to go back, if it's successful!" Answer Ramadan with a burning spirit of 45 in his heart.