Asih lamented her fate alone.
Feeling bored, Asih opened the door to her room which was connected to the balcony.
Asih's olive skin opened her pores wider due to the friction of the night wind.
Asih crossed his arms. Then, each hand rubs the other's hand.
Asih wears a sleeveless nightgown. And that makes the wind more freely make him shiver.
But Asih kept fighting him.
Even though it's cold. The wind that blew was so soothing to his heart.
Asih continued to walk until the balcony.
Gazing at the vast expanse of the village and also the natural scenery that looks beautiful from the balcony of his room.
Asih cries again.
His hands tightly gripped the half-body barrier.
Asih recalled every word Dandi used to say. Romantic, and sad too.
Asih also recalled the incident at dinner last night.
Honestly, now Asih is crying because she misses her.
"Sis Dandi, I miss you," Asih said quietly.
