Something so Meaning

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Today is so cold. A little girl was in the room, curled up in a blanket listening to her favorite song. Just now the father moved from the speakers on the small table in the corner of the room. The clock is 9 p.m. Luna, the girl looked out the window. It was still drizzling outside, drop by drop but sure to wet everything it had touched.

The father came over, pulled up the blanket, kissed she's forehead, and said good night. Luna always enjoys this moment. Close her eyes, and smile. It's been like that for the last few years. She saw's father turn down the volume of the still soft music, turn off the lights and come out of her room.

Five minutes. Ten minutes. Luna still closed her eyes, tried to sleep, but couldn't. She tightened his hug even more on the tiny teddy bear, the last gift from she's late mother. The music, which was still playing softly this time, had no effect on her anymore. She missed's mother's hug, warm. Like what she was doing with she's teddy bear. She missed she's mother's bedtime stories. No, rather the soft voice and the deep gaze of the mother. She missed clinging to the arm of she's mother spoiled. She missed.

Still in the same room. Over time the girl who was curled up in her room had become a girl who turned 20 years old. Become more independent and more mature. Yesterday she got another life story from she's friends. Astrid, the slender girl with her tiny body, is also Inka, the coolest human she has ever met. That's the short explanation when asked how she's friends are. After the return of two of her friends, Luna was thinking again. Thinking of a little another story from Astrid and Inka that has only been revealed this time.

Incan. This friend of hers looks very cold. But there is always warm from the little deeds he does, the little attention and behavior she gives. When you look into she's eyes, you will know how gentle she is. People saw her as a strong figure. She was a broken home boy and Luna knew that for a long time. Inka looks strong and cold because she always tries to make thick walls to protect her heart. She always tried to make a fence so that people would not know how vulnerable she was. She once hated she's parents who left him when she had just entered elementary school. “I used to think it was better not to know something than to feel the pain of missing something so meaningful. With better hopes I never got to know my parents. Thinking if they left me for death rather than leaving me because someone else would be better. Yes, I thought it was like that. But now I'm so grateful that at least I know and know them. Never felt their affection. Never felt their embrace. I am grateful that even though I used to cry silently, now everyone can be happy after returning to organize their lives and live their own lives. At least now it's okay. " Luna remembered her best friend's story. Afterward, she thought about paying off to Astrid.

Astrid. The girl is so cheerful. Always full of news, stories and any info that is needed. What she does know is that Astrid lives with her mother, and her father works outside town. That's what he knew when she asked where she's best friend's father was. She can't stop thinking that that's all Astrid knows about her father. Father is currently working outside town. Point. Nothing more and nothing less. Astrid never found out who she's father was, or what he looked like. The mother does not have the photo. Only that sentence came out when Astrid asked about her father. She was born and grew up without the presence of a father. But Astrid is still cheerful, always optimistic, and tough with the harsh reality of her life. Astrid is very adamant about the principle that she lives why I should be broken because someone never came into my life. So she said, still smiling. Luna and Inka hugged her, then Astrid's tears dripped too. But I still always hope to meet him, even if only once, even if only briefly. I want to hug him. Her best friend's words still echo in Luna's memory.

She recalled the incident a few hours ago. As she and two friends shared stories and complained tears and prayers. She was grateful again at this time. Slowly longing to reveal. It's twenty past eleven. Luna climbed into the blanket, then closed her eyes. Hoping that today she can let go of missing her mother. At least through dreams.

This time Luna fell asleep, with a big smile. Her mother's hand stroked the little girl's black mane on her lap, her shady eyes stared at Luna's face. Good night dear. Deep sleep.

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Our loved ones always remain with us. The important thing is that we keep them alive in our mind and they will be there spiritually.

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