Love Word
Go to the hospital

In the afternoon, Mika was walking around the complex which was not far from her house to be her destination. The sound of laughter from small children playing in the park accompanied Mika's leisure activities. Seen he chose to sit on a park bench overlooking a small lake to make the eyes of anyone amazed to enjoy the masterpiece of the creator. Yes, it was Mika's favorite place to obliterate deserted.

"Sister... Kick the ball dong!" the voice of a little boy dumps Mika's daydreams.

After tasting conscious with the request of the boy, he immediately picked up the ball that was under the bench of his seat. Then he kicked the ball with passion towards them. A smile was clearly imprinted on his face. Their laughter and smiles make them never alone.

Mika's hand reached into her bag of loose jeans and picked up the phone. His lentic fingers began to dance nimbly over the touchscreen.

You

Nai, can you take me home?

Mak Lampir Shucks

Here alone you need me who is difficult

You

Songong really lo

Mak Lampir Shucks

Bodo...

I'm waiting for you, princess

You

Okay I ride ojol but you pay, yes!!

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Mika was getting ready a few minutes ago. A motor ojol order has arrived in front of the house. The capital's traffic jam did not dampen Mika's persistence to the house of her best friend. He came to drag a mini suitcase that is usually taken while on vacation out of town.

"Eh, why are you carrying all the suitcases? Want to get away with me?"

Mika is just mumbling. He ducked when it was like this, Naisha knew very well that her friend was now in trouble. Mika is not a commoner who easily tells all the problems. He is even an introvert. But now, Naisha detects a thousand sorrows stored in the sweet face of her best friend.

"Yuk! We curcol in my room yeah," persuaded Naisha. A moment later, the two of them switched from the sofa and went to Naisha's room. "Lo must be tired, right? So this is let me bring it!" Naisha takes Mika's mini suitcase from her hand.

Mika follows Naisha. He walked to go to the second floor, where Naisha's room was. They had just entered that deep blue painted minimalist room. On the wall hung some photos neatly. From Naisha's childhood until now the frame holds vivid memories in the eyes.

Every Weekand, Naisha always divided her time to clean the frames from dust. Naisha did not want the happy memories to be stained by a speck of dust, if until that happens then she just does not appreciate the thing that has given sweet memories.

Mika lays her body on Naisha's soft mattress covered in bedcovers with pictures of mountains, stars, and the moon. Naisha loves the natural scenery. Because from childhood, he was always invited by his father to explore the forest or mountains. Maybe that was the beginning of how he liked it.

"Lo is why, Ka?" Naisha started the conversation.

Mika just mute.

"Is this about your nyokap?" guess Naisha.

Mika nodded lethargicly. He took the doll next to him. A tight hug on that thing was a sign of his heart's sadness. Then Naisha helps Mika get up. Inevitably, Mika followed him and sat down.

Naisha stroked Mika's shoulders gently. He hopes that the sadness and problems that surround his friend will disappear in an instant, and happiness blossoms in his life again. "Live here as long as you want to" said Naisha.

For a moment they were swept away in the warm atmosphere in Naisha's room. This kind of opportunity is what Mika is looking for when she is in trouble, especially this month.

The sound of knocking on Naisha's room door made the two girls return to position. One of them decided to open the door. "Eh, Sari Mbok! What's up, huh?" ask Naisha.

"Annu ... Non. Mbok came here just to say that there is a friend Non under his name Alhan," said Mbok Sari.

A moment later Mika and Naisha went downstairs and met Alhan. That night Alhan only wears a t-shirt and jeans make himself look masculine.

"Hi, Al!" greet Naisha and Mika together.

"Hi, Nai. Uh, there's Mika too, huh?" Alhan surprised.

"Yes, Al. I'm at Naisha's house again. Malem-malem gini you want to say what, Al?" mika Sahut.

"He came here because I asked. We're now eating at Mang Sarimin's stall, yuk! There the fried rice is steady loh." Naisha is touching her best friend. "You want to, don't I take you to eat with me with Alhan? I'll buy it." added Naisha.

"Well, Nai," said Mika spirit.

***

Warung Cak Sarimin is just 50 meters from Naisha's house. That was why, the three of them did not need to use transportation just enough on foot to have arrived. They don't mind that either.

Naisha screamed a little because of the music set by Cak Sarimin her voice was a little loud. "Mang, fried rice sauce is the same as three ginger milk, yes!!!"

"Ready, Non!" sahut Cak Sarimin is no less hard.

"Heh, you're crying too, huh?" Alhan elbowed the arm of Naisha who was beside her.

"Iihh what the hell? Huh rasain!" a loud pinch landed on Alhan's waist.

"Aawwm!! Pain tauu ... Here lo!" Alhan prepares to chase after Naisha who has run away first.

Finally, the chase action like Tom and Jerry began. Mika could only shake her head, just around her not too many people. Because they would be strange to see a pair of teenagers still playing the chase like a Kindergarten child.

Not long after, their order arrived. The fragrant aroma of the three famous plates that seized attention and evaporate for a moment their childish action. The hunger was felt more and more as the food was presented before their eyes.

Without waiting for much more time, Alhan immediately devoured his fried rice. Curiosity can no longer be held back by hearing many stories from Naisha about the delicacy of Cak Sarimin fried rice. Very true, looks Alhan so enjoy the fried rice. While the two beauties beside him also enjoyed the food.

***

Mika and Naisha enter the house and return to Naisha's room. The wall clock shows that 21:00 is still too early for them to sleep. If one of them can't sleep yet, they're definitely on the phone until late at night. Sometimes it is also past midnight, but that was their habit before they sat in the 3rd grade of High School.

"Oh, yes, Nai. Lately I've been seeing you getting closer to Alhan?" mika asked fully investigate.

"It's a habit, Ka. We're just friends nothing more." Naisha is still busy looking for plaid pattern navy dress for college tomorrow.

"But what I see is different about your closeness, Nai."

This time Naisha looked at Mika with a mocking look. "Different from where? It's all the same in my eyes, Ka. Don't you get jealous, huh?" ledek Naisha's.

"Iihh, what the hell!! Haven ... Huh!! How to even ngaco gini..." Mika is wrong. Naisha's book on the study table. He opened the original sheet and immediately covered his face. Somehow asked like that, Mika immediately misbehaved and died her own flea.