Kiss Me
Unreplaceable

Friday at the end of the month, the weather was not hot nor was it raining. As usual on Friday the end of the month or the beginning of the month, Anwa always took her time to visit the tomb of Dika, her lover first.

A red rose, a plastic seven-colored flower and a bottle of mineral water, he always carried when visiting the tomb.

Order an on-line motorcycle to wait for a while. Mounds of land covered with green grass are so neatly arranged. Just like Dika back then, who wanted things to look neat.

Saying greetings, Anwa sat down on the side of the mound. Stroking a headstone, occasionally patting green grass.

"How are you?"

"It feels like we just separated yesterday."

"What are you doing there?"

"Happy yet?"

"From heaven must be prettier than me, right? until you've never come to my dreams."

Anwa smiled faintly.

"Ka ...."

"In the near future me and Arkana .. will have a wedding," Anwa said then silent again.

"Ka .. Our blessing is yes."

"That's good Ka, you must know, you must have seen it from there."

"You're gonna want to see me happy, right?"

"I've given you up Ka, I'm sincere."

"Don't ask you in my heart Ka," Anwa said beginning to sob.

"You will always be in my heart, you will never be changed, Ka."

Tears returned to drip, this time Anwa did have to really classify, storing the memory meetings. Life must go on, although it does not deny the position of Dika will always be in his heart.

"I go home, look at me from there, thank you for being together, you are the best and will always be the best" he said, wiping his tears.

Stroked the headstone, sprinkled seven-colored flowers, drenched it with water and placed a rose, a symbol of their love first.

"I went home Ka," he said again and said hello.

"Have you?" said a voice behind him, then grabbed Anwa's shoulder.

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As usual every Friday at the beginning or end of the month, Arkana always remembered if Anwa must have visited the tomb of her lover first. Sometimes Arkana accompanies sometimes also not, depending on the situation of his work.

Today Arkana can actually accompany Anwa, but it may be a bit late, when she has arrived in front of Anwa's office, he said, he had already seen Anwa already on top of the on-line ojek he ordered.

Like repeating the past when they were just near. Arkana follows Anwa to the tomb. And this time he heard for himself what his lover said in front of eating Anwa's "former" lover.

Getting angry? of course if you can, but where Arkana might be angry, Dika deserves a position in Anwa's heart. They have also carved out the good times of the two for a long time.

That painful competition is when we compete with someone who is gone to get the heart of the one we love.

Quitting? sure doesn't. Arkana will slowly close the old memory with the existence of him all this time on the side of Anwa. And it continued until this moment.

A feeling of relief also emanated when he heard for himself that Anwa had let Dika go. And want to be happy with him.

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Already?" arkana said, then grabbed Anwa's shoulder.

"Eh, how are you here?"

"So pick you up at the office, but see you take the ojek so I immediately thought you must be here," Arkana said, "have you talked?"

"Udah, let's go home."

"Wait in the car for a minute, yes, I want to send a prayer for Dika."

Anwa nodded then walked towards the car and left Arkana there.

"Hi, bro."

"How are you? I think you're happy there, yeah, sure I you must be happy there."

"Because you're happy, so I want to ask your permission, make happy in Anwa."

"Gue once told elo. .. I will Dateng here again with happy news."

"Gue wants to get married, bro," Arkana said with a smile, "gue wants to marry Anwa, and I hope you bless us both."

"Gue can't .. haven't been able to get Anwa to forget the same lo, and I'm sure you won't, but as time goes on, over time, I'm sure slowly he'll keep your memories in his innermost heart."

Arkana sighed.

"Thank you for lo, I can meet Anwa, because lo I can always be on Anwa's side, God's way is beautiful bro."

"So quiet rest, happy lo there."

Arkana patted the named gravestone as if patting the shoulder of a friend. Then stepped away from the mound of land wrapped in green grass with a feeling of relief and happiness.

"Come home?" ask Arkana when he gets in the car. He turned on his iron chariot slowly out of the cemetery area.

"Come home, to my hostel."

"Cock to the boarding house?"

"Well, a week did not go home to the boarding house, Ar .. I miss the same smell of the room," he said spoiled.

"Go away, Wa."

"Moved? where to?"

"My apartment" he turned to Anwa.

"Keep my host? the stuff you bought first, the AC and his friends?"

"Sell if you want to sell, or love to your friends, who is Aneth."

"Don't sell it, it's a memento" she smiled shyly.

"Memories of pedecates, huh?" sahut Arkana's. "Where? moving to my place? we'll be official in two months, Wa."

Anwa thought.

"I promise you nothing, really." Two V-shaped fingers he pointed at Anwa.

"Because two more months is Ar, it's a gig."

"So how?"

"Don't ya, I stay at the boarding house, the schedule stays the same, a week at the boarding house a week at your apartment, Ok."

"Ribet yes Wa, us," he chuckled. "Means this to the kost? alright." okay."

The car drove towards the two-story building with many rooms that entered into an alley. If run down from the beginning of their meeting, Arkana likes to smile on her own, so she likes this curly-haired girl. The girl who will soon be his wife.

"Smile to yourself, why the hell?"

"Father, let the new age know you" replied Arkana. "Cold, stingy talking, funny, feeling no need for people .. but unfortunately I like it," he said pulling the girl into his arms.

"You love me, Ar?"

"Banget .. bangeeett," replied Arkana, then parked the car.

"You sleep here?"

"Yes, I don't want to sleep alone, I can't" he replied spoiled.

"Personalities" said Anwa.

"Where?" Arkana has scooped all of Anwa's curly hair to tie.

Anwa hands over the hairband, an Arkana custom that never goes away and Anwa likes it.

"Already," he said and then kissed the girl's neck, "you're a bath ballom still fragrant gini, Wa."

Anwa slightly pushed Arkana's body. "Want to be here, Ar?"

"We belom once tried in the car, right," Arkana chuckled and then complained because her stomach was the target of Anwa's pinch.

"We're continuing at the kost?" he said again while whispering in a voice full of desire and increasingly rain down the pinch of scorpion taste.

***morning... I hope you can make your morning more colorful yes...morning I colored if 1 vote ticket was donated to me, okay??? or the gift of the flowers in the stock in my work let it smell like Anwa 😂

enjoy reading darling, stay at jejaaaak and have a good day everyone 😘😘😘😘😘***