Love Me More!
First Steps

Now that I started to notice him from a distance, it turned out that to take the first step was not that easy, how did I approach him? How do I open a conversation with him? I knew all along that only I remembered him. Therefore I must wingunyna myself.

Almost a week I followed quietly his daily life, such as chatting with whom, entering what exculpation, what he bought, clothes he wore, what he wore, and I realized that the girl he was always around was his twin brother, because they were so similar in appearance. I wonder what his parents' faces are. Sure enough he became a popular guy among girls after all he was handsome, cool and smart.

The bell from school rang, today's lesson was over, for a moment I stretched my stiff muscles, a day of learning to make me tired, yawned for a while, and,

"Huahh, he was tired." I lamented, the exercise lesson drained my energy.

Frill ran towards me while carrying her bag, as if in a hurry. " Akane, I first yes, there is a club activity today.bye.." he said as he ran towards the door.

I just gave a small nod, staring at her behavior, because today my schedule is empty, I decided to go straight home, enjoy the spring air.

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My eyes were round when I saw the figure in front of me, his back was firm, his hair was blown off, I wanted to grab it, and a sissy with a cute girl face fell out of his bag. But the owner did not realize it. Eh? Does he like idols? my thinking.

I picked up the item, watched it for a while, maybe this is my chance to chat with him? Is this the way God gave me instructions for me to take the first step.

After convincing myself I tried to call him." Ano...wait".

The figure stopped his footsteps and turned to face me, his forehead frowning in wonder, as if waiting for my explanation.

I knew I was suddenly groggy, my heart was pounding, my mouth was suddenly mute. Afraid to wait, I put my hand out and showed the pot, "This.... It fell down." I obviously didn't misunderstand.

His eyes turned to look at the thing, wide open for a moment," Ah, thanks I didn't notice."

He took the object, his soft voice and the sweet smile that adorned his face made me even more misbehaved.

Honestly, I did not dare to look at him, suddenly his outstretched hand touched my hair making me shocked. Realize that I'm surprised he explained." There are cherry blossom petals in your hair" while brandishing that piece of petal."Once again thank you."he added then bowed his body after it turned back to waltz away.

On the other hand I was still fixated on his treatment, staring at his disappearance. Is he that gentle person? My face is heating up again.

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"Accepted..."

Silent, not usually my house is quiet, I mean my mother is always home but today there is no reply to me. It was a wonder I checked every room in my house, but there was no one.

"Where's mom?" ask me to myself.

Shortly after, my phone rang as if answering my question, the call was from my mother, rushing I picked it up.

"Moshi moshi.." I said.

"Where is my mom? Tumben empty house." I asked as I climbed the stairs to the second floor

"Papa.. Papa's disease recurred..." Isak the caller.

I stopped hearing that." Whahuh?Why did mom tell me now."

"Let's explain, please come here soon."

"Yes." Yeah."

The phone connection was eventually cut off.

Without lingering I went straight back out of the house, my goodness why this happened, yesterday papa is still fine, yes despite having a history of disease complications.

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The smell of the hospital immediately ripped my nose, people were busy with their respective activities, The sound of speakers calling the queue, there were people crying, there were people crying, he said in this place man will pray sincerely from the bottom of his heart for the hope and wonder of God.

I ran towards the room that my mother told me, my breath gasping for breath, when I opened the door, the figure of a middle-aged man was lying down, next to him a crying woman clasping the man's hand.

"Mama.." I hugged my mom, and as soon as my chest felt pressured in this situation, my eyes glazed over.

Mama hugged me tight. "Akane Mama should how? Papa hasn't regained consciousness since." He's in between the sobbing.

I just bit my lower lip, saw the figure, which was equipped with hospital equipment, an infusion, an oxygen hose, a monitor screen that showed a weak heart. I can't stand to see all that. " Everything's gonna be okay, ma'am, I'm sure." That's all I can say to encourage you.

3o minutes passed after the doctor's examination, papa showed signs of being aware, his weak eyes began to open, realizing his position which was now in the emergency department he began to open his voice. He tried to hold my hand.

"There's something you have to say" he said limped.

I looked at him and scratched a little.

.

.

"In a matchmaker?" I cringed in wonder repeating his words.

From there, my mother explained everything. Hearing all that my life felt like it was going to end, whether happy or sad.