I Go Home Mas...
12. A Stare

"Drink."

Said Winda while putting a glass of water in front of Yanto.

Yanto nodded, then grabbed the white water in front of him.

Winda finally managed to persuade Yanto away from the crowd of people who were angry with him.

Yanto who was angry, then eventually became back scolded by his neighbors because he felt Yanto was wrong for not doing a lecture in his own house even in his mother's place.

Winda who managed to persuade Yanto to leave, then took Yanto back to Yanto's own house.

Minimalist house with modern furniture that is not owned by many people who live in the village.

Not something fancy actually, but because buying outside the city that not many people know, finally what is in the house Yanto seems to be special, so special, and finally make Winda feel Yanto's house is very interesting.

"I made coffee."

Says Winda to Yanto.

Yanto sighed, he nodded.

Yanto leaned his body again onto the back of the guest chair of the main room of his house, his eyes staring at the ceiling of the house.

It feels like this house is losing color, everything looks dark because the queen of the household is gone for eternity.

Yanto continues to remember his friendship with his wife and son Tita in the days before his wife died.

When suddenly Winda reappeared with a black mug containing instant coffee steeping hot.

"Your house is very comfortable Yan."

Said Winda, while approaching Yanto and then put the coffee mug near the glass of water that he had previously put first, and had stayed half.

Yanto looked at Winda.

Her ex-boyfriend still looks beautiful, just like he used to.

Winda sat on one of the chairs there, which was still a set with the chair that Yanto was sitting on.

"I can't believe Mirna's a ghost."

Yanto.

Winda smiled wryly, because Yanto mentioned the name Mirna continuously since then.

"Have Yan, do not think too much, all will pass, if you respond too much to them, you will be tormented inwardly."

Vinda.

"But they are outrageous, how can they accuse a mother who died in order to give birth to her child safely into kuntilanak."

Yanto Kesal.

Says Winda.

Yanto looked at Winda.

"Pinter guy? Since when do you like to know people like that?"

Ask Yanto.

Winda smiled,

"Since I have to trade Yan, I have to support myself, have to have income, and trade is difficult to sell if it does not involve them."

Says Winda.

Winda then restores his seat.

"My ex-husband was so married that he suddenly resigned from his job, forcing me to earn my own income, I'm grateful that we got divorced, only that my son was taken."

Says Winda suddenly shed tears.

Yanto who saw Vinda like that so pity, indeed he however as a man could not bear to see the woman close to him crying.

"Patience of Win."

The word Yanto which actually itself is fragile is even busy strengthening Vinda.

Winda looked at Yanto, he nodded,

"You too Yan, you must be strong, do not be too consumed by the words of others, if they lie, you can take care of them, if it is true, there are people my acquaintances who can help you."

Vinda.

Yanto nodded.

The two are looking at each other now.

Something they had done before while still together as a lover before Winda finally chose to marry first, because Yanto was still busy in college.

Yeah, they're both staring at each other.

Drowning in each other's feelings, he didn't feel another pair of eyes staring at them.

A pair of eyes from a family photo mounted on the wall of the main room.

A pair of eyes from...

MIRNA.

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