
"Saint is the devil?" Overshipped.
I can't stop thinking about those words. Everything still felt clear and stuck in my mind. I started patting my cheeks with both of my hands.
'don't daydream Leca!' my inner.
"Leca here!" Kecha yelled at me that made me flinch.
I glanced at the source of the sound. I finally found that guy. Daritadi I was just around the park bench and it turns out that the wanted instead sat under a tree. Surprisingly, even such a big tree was not visible in my eyes. I immediately headed to the place where Kecha was sitting, below him on the title of a carpet for a pedestal and 2 cups of tea.
Is this a tea party?
"Where have you been? Daritadi I nyariin lohh" I said while pouring a cup of tea that I now hold.
"Ehhh, is that right? Didn't you say that we met in the main park?... Hmmm, yes I prefer here because sitting under the tree is cool and calm...ohh yaa daritadi I saw you wandering around while in a hurry, why?"
"I'm.I'm obviously looking for you" I'm lazy to tell you the truth, so I'm confused about what to say. His small mouth was rounded to form the letter O.
A moment of silence was between us. I was busy thinking about what theme I was going to make in this poem. But the paper in front of me was not scratched by ink even by my finger.
"What are you going to do about poetry?" Ask me.
"It may be about the sky." I replied.
"Wow, I'm going to do a poem about animals, like a caterpillar, they were originally just ugly caterpillars and were not liked by many people then they evolved into beautiful butterflies and liked by many people when viewed, and then they became, but still there will be an implied meaning of the poem I made"
"It's really cool of you, but I don't know what it means"
"That's what it_"
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"YAHOO!!"
Suddenly I saw a green caterpillar falling on the top of Kecha's head. I reflexed away from him a few meters.
"Why Leca?" Kecha asked me with a panicked look.
"THERE'S A GREEN ULAAT IN YOUR HEAD!!" I shouted while running away.
"Heeiii leca! Your jokes aren't funny at all!"
"That's no joke, really noaaaaaaaaaaa!"
"Huwaaa help me eat it! Don't run!" Shouted Kecha at me. He who panicked kept trying to get close to me.
"Hush husshhhhh! Don't come near me dong later tenacious nempel, gatel tau!" Reject me.
Apparently Kecha didn't give up on approaching me. Does he want to infect that caterpillar to me?! I have to run as fast as him from here. But Kecha managed to grab my hand. Free face is now will not be effective on me. I don't want to touch that caterpillar to get it out of her hair. I wouldn't want to get hives from a caterpillar.
"Huwaaa leca help me. I want to die, quickly you remove the caterpillar!"
"No, don't come near me, I'm allergic to green caterpillars"
BRUKKK
I fell because I stepped on my dress and then Kecha who was chasing me also fell and hit my body. Kecha swiftly began to justify his position immediately.
"I'm accused of being sick" I held my shoulder. And how surprised I was to see the caterpillar clinging to my right shoulder. I immediately panicked.
"YYYYYAAAA!!! I did not get the tenacity of it" Shouted my own frenzy.
"Leca!! Take it easy I'll save you" Then Kecha goes and picks up the teapot and dashes it on me.
"What the hell am I wet gini! Please dong tenacious even walk ihh"
"Like this is a serious problem! I have to go get a gun!"
"Haaa ? Kecha are you kidding me? You want to kill me?!"
"It's serious!" Said Kecha who immediately took a teaspoon.
Haa. so that's the weapon in question? He's so smart!
"HAIYAA_" Kecha started trying to pluck the caterpillar out of my shoulder. But it didn't work, because his mentality was filled with fear.
"Aghhh I'm sick of you!" Speak a mysterious voice that is out of nowhere. But the source is from the top of the tree. I also raised my head.
And suddenly someone jumped from the tree and came up to me. He is a_
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"Prince Zio!" Pekik Kecha's.
"Eehh Zio?! Hey why are you up in the tree, don't tell me you heard our conversation!"
"Of course, listen, only deaf people can't hear your riots"
"So I want to do my poetry but always disturbed by your behavior, I did not pay attention to it but it was too late... That's why I can't take it anymore" he added.
"Yeah! Lebai said!"
I do not accept this insult. I'm a Duke's daughter, there's no way I can act more. It was the same as harassing my own self-worth.
"I'm sorry but that's the reality, lady, just because that green, hairless caterpillar fell on your body, and you're not exactly obvious" she explained with a mocking look.
"Keecha!" Call me.
"Yes?!"
"Let's get out of here, we'll have to find someplace safer!"
"Okweehh"
"Hey I saved you from that caterpillar and you guys don't even thank me!"
"Thank you!" I said and immediately dragged Kecha away from it.
"Te thank you Prince" Kecha looked timid. Maybe he thinks that Prince Zio is a gentleman? Ohh certainly not for me.
"Kecha you have to be careful with people like that, he could have accidentally dropped the green caterpillar on your head, He was on a tree at that time" I grumbled when we got away from there.
"Emm we shouldn't blame her.. More importantly, though,... Looks like you're gonna have to change your dirty dress, Leca"
Aghhh yes my dress is dirty. It was a little girl in front of me right now. But I can't blame her, because she was intending to save me. I can only breathe.
"All right" I answered at last.
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"Kids, gather your papers, tomorrow you must read them in public, seniors will also watch your first poem, no matter if it is not good... Because it is a mental exercise for you and you must get used to speaking in front of the crowd because in the future you will also become a noble person who must give direction in front of the crowd"
I swallowed my saliva violently. And just look at the paper containing the graffiti there. Then I switched to staring at Kecha who was the same voltage as me at this time. We both smiled nervously. Cold sweat started to wet our foreheads. Then the paper was forcibly taken and made one with the other.
"Kecha... Has you finished?" Ask her. Kecha smiled a little.
"Live a little more" he answered.
Aghhh means that I am the only one who has not written a verse of poetry and even made an obscure streak on paper... It's all because of those damn green caterpillars. That's why I can't finish my poem. Poetry that I should have read with a beautiful tone and a series of words that touch and contain deep meaning. All of this is in my imagination now. Well, basically I can't do poetry...
'when there was still enough time to make it, but in my brain did not cross anything!! How will I face nyaaa tomorrow?!'
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Seriate....