Love and the Past
The Part 153
Azka tirelessly searched for Salsa all day, traveled around town and visited several hospitals to confirm the girl's whereabouts. However, he did not find any props.
At ten o'clock in the evening, he went home not okay. The disheveled hair was also irregularly uniform.
He threw his body on the bed, without having dinner first. Staring at the ceiling of his karma with a raging press.
The ringing of the cell phone distracted him, he took a quick glance to ascertain who was bothering him these nights. New number, make Azka stop to answer it.
When he was about to close his eyes, the call was heard again, making Azka exhale in annoyance. The flat object then answered.
"Lo don't know time off, huh!" bentak Azka's.
"Azka!"
Azka was speechless, that voice, the voice she missed so much. The owner of the voice was the one who had broken his heart for missing without news.
"Azka it's me Salsa."
Azka was still silent, watching her phone back, not feeling the smile that had disappeared from morning now re-rising on her lips.
"Where are you, baby? You don't know how worried I am? He said you moved? Whither? I'll pick it up now!" Azka asked Salsa questions.
"You don't feel calm anymore? Still having trouble controlling emotions?" salsa asked in a soft voice as usual.
"Try me to get some paper!"
"Salsa ...," said Azka.
"Is let's follow my words!" salsa's orders are urgent across the phone.
"Yes, wait. Change Video Call yes, I miss!" bring Azka.
"Can't Ka, I again .... Is bummer, hunt!"
In the spirit of 45, Azka went from her sleep to the study table and took the empty HVS.
"Udah."
"Pulpen don't forget! If everything is complete, try to make a scribble there, it's up to you to make any graffiti. Explain all the emotions, upset, and angry through the graffiti you made!"
Azka followed the advice given by Salsa, writing abstract lines as much as she wanted until the blank paper was full of ink.
"Where are you feeling? little calm?" ask Salsa to make sure.
"That means you can find yourself without me." I heard laughter from across the phone.
"No way, where are you now? I'll pick you up!"
"Azka!"
"Hm"
There was no sound of silence, only the breath of each one was heard.
"Who son? Azka again? Here's your hp."
"Don't, just hold on one last time!"
Azka was still faithful to hear it, even he heard Salsa talk across the phone even though vaguely. Maybe Salsa kept the phone out of her mouth.
"I want to break up!"
Silent
"Azka I ...."
"Have you eaten? Taking drugs? It's midnight, baby, go to sleep. We'll meet at school tomorrow." Azka gave the talk.
"I want to break up, I'm calling you just to say that" Salsa said firmly.
Azka's chest rumbled back violently, squeezing the scribbles out earlier. "You why Sal? Sick yes, papa you can take a school break first."
"Don't you hear me say what? I want to break up! Tonight and beyond I'm not your girlfriend anymore. So stop knowing me, we'll walk each other!"
"But why!" snapped Azka
tut
The interrupted call made Azka very emotional, she threw her flat object into the corner of the room.
"Gue didn't want to break up as long as you knew Sal! I will forever be my girlfriend!" Azka's voice filled the room.
"You must be sick, and don't want to take care of me, so behave gini. My girlfriend is that, I don't want to take care of anyone else" Azka muttered smilingly. A painful smile.
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