
Today's day is without cloudiness and the sun is emitting its rays very hot. But the residents of Bandar Lampung city still do not forget the responsibility to improve the fate for the sake of children and wives at home who look forward to a mouthful of rice and a piece of fried chicken that is not necessarily a year in once they can enjoy with family. And it's like being driven by a burning spirit with one word "For the Family" to hunt down luck that may not belong to everyone even though the effort has been done to the maximum but all just as a dream in the hope that will never be achieved.
Like his thing a young man named Rangga was still in the hot sun that stung until it felt burning skin, he stepped gontai near a bus stop that looked crowded with crowded humans waiting for something that is not certain. For a moment he complained long, for a moment he wiped his eel that was soaked with sweat. In his right hand holds a red map while watching the four-wheeled vehicle and two-wheeled vehicles passing in front of him.
An old microlet walked quietly in front of him like a dead life did not want to. And Rangga did not want to wait any longer under the bus stop. So he immediately stopped the old microlet and rode it and just sat in an old microlet that was walking forward and backward because he was eating his age, from the corner of Rangga's eyes looked a beautiful and charming sweet girl who was sitting opposite him. In the corner of Rangga's eyes it was clear that the girl had given a classic cue for the heart to respond in it. With the profile of the girl slightly oval-faced but charming with a sharp nose memorable. The gadia's hair was unraveling fragrantly in the breeze of hope and her beautiful clear eyes with their pliable eyebrows really captivated everyone who saw her and was no exception to her rangga Heart.
The next seconds without realizing the girl's eyes pounded the direction in the eyes of Rangga who still showed great admiration for the creature of love The Power looks so perfect. At first glance the girl brushed her face aside, she should have bowed for a while. Rangga's eyes looked at the crowd passing by. But actually, his feelings only focused on the girl in front of him because by moving his head and staring at the girl, rangga's heart became very cold like a long drought to disappear in the rain just once.
Her beautiful eyes were emitting a flurry of excuses making a wish to be able to get close or get acquainted, especially when Rangga saw the girl became blushed embarrassed when their eyes met each other. His pink cheeks ranum cradled the wishful thinking Rangga wanted to spice it up and his lips that always stoned wet shaking Rangga's heart rained down into it.
Each of their eyes met each other, the girl's embarrassed smile adorning on her face.
Then Rangga's eyes came down to look at the calf of the girl who was overgrown with fine black bristles. The high-heeled dark chocolate shoes really really really really match the sexy curves with the beautiful body pieces.
Just sitting in the empty saddle and wishful thinking that Rangga can and can do to the girl and in his heart Rangga expects the old microlet to walk casually for a long time to get into the terminal so Rangga could continue to look at the beauty of the girl with a little freedom.
Rangga hoped that the old mikrolet would break down or break a tire and not a single other vehicle would pass through until night, so that he could be with the girl for quite a long time. You can talk to each other at length times high and how peaceful and fun it can be if it becomes a reality. The scorching heat of the afternoon sun was no longer felt by Rangga because every time his eyes met the girl's eyes the mood and the head turned super-super cool and comfortable.
Rangga was eager to sit next to the girl but a feeling of shame held his heart in his desire.
Rangga began to fret and worry for no apparent reason his mind was erratic, what else when the old microlet stopped and raised into it a thin mustachioed male passenger. Surprisingly, the feeling of Rangga as if on the piercing of a very sharp dagger hit his heart, how not? The thin mustachioed man sat next to the gadia and then seemed to start looking for his attention on the gadia thing was being desired by Rangga.
Rangga began to look restless and restless, the girl had stolen a glance with Rangga and looked embarrassed that made Rangga swallow his saliva feels sweet at things usually no taste.
But suddenly the sweetness turned into difficulty to let go of the problem, when he saw the hand of the thin mustachioed man sitting next to the girl deliberately coiled behind his shoulder. Rangga poked over the attitude of the man sitting next to the girl was disturbed with his jealousy but Rangga had no power to do anything. He had no right to forbid the man not to do so. Only Rangga ventured to look into the girl's eyes.
Highlights Rangga sharp as a razor sharp that incised a wound on the breast, the girl was powerless to sit on the roof longer. He felt something unwanted from the look of Rangga's eyes as if the glare of the eyes was on the verge of jealousy. Oh...! the girl pretended to be uncomfortable by the hand of the man sitting next to her.
The girl finished closing the window, throwing a glance at the eyes of Rangga who had been watching almost without blinking. The girl's lips floated a powerful smile that was unopposed and Rangga replied with a meaningful smile in her delivery.
The man sitting next to the girl had been down long enough. Even so, Rangga still felt embarrassed to dare to sit next to the girl.
What man am I?
Didn't he give me a chance and hope to approach him?
Why am I scared?
Rangga wanted to get up and move places to be able to sit next to the girl, but his butt would not want to also move from sitting. Only the look of his eyes full of embers of charm adorn the meaning of Rangga's gaze.
The girl blushed again while smacking a smile and naughty eyes had stopped at the bulge of soft objects that soared covered in short-sleeved blue shirts. How to challenge him and his subordinate skirt that was below the knees was black, black, still had time to show his legs overgrown with fine feathers that bristled black creating a vibration that lasts long enough in the chest of Rangga.
Before the old microlet approached the red-light crossroad traffic sign, the girl told the old microlet driver to stop her car. After paying the fare the girl had time to throw a sweet smile at Rangga and passed down to the place where she had become. Rangga felt like he had lost the most valuable thing in his life because the meeting was only once and it was difficult to repeat.
Is not in this Lampung City many people with all kinds of busyness?
It is difficult for Rangga to repeat the very memorable reality in his heart back and Rangga will always remember that today he met a beautiful girl who is difficult to forget in his memory just like that.
When the old microlet has entered the terminal Raja Wet Bandar Lampung City. Rangga came down from the old microlet with lazing. The scorching feeling of the sun returned he felt after the girl disappeared from his sight. But this time Rangga did not want to waste any more time, rushing him up into the city bus majoring Raden Intan on his original intentions.
Along the way, Rangga always daydreams the face of the girl.
When will this encounter happen again? thus hope Rangga in concern because the girl has torn her heart and burned with the fire of romance of his feelings.