MAS DUDA IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CLOUDS
Just day

"Well, aren't you ready yet?"

At 09.45 minutes, Hima, the man of his past, came. Stay relaxed with his clothes.

"Lazy mas, anyways afraid someone is angry!" reply Sekar while throwing in his porch chair.

"Who is your brother, your husband?" The Temptation of Hima.

"Your wife!"

"My wife?"

"Yes!"

"Who said I have a wife?"

"A mature man like you must be married."

"Dik, abstinence for a Hima to damage the fence ayu others let alone the fence ayu itself,"

"Sorry, I..."

"Yok we're leaving now," Mas Hima pulled Sekar's hand.

"Where the hell are you going? At home only." Sekar pulled his hand but his hand was firmly choked by Hima.

"I beg you, today I want to walk with you both, I want to atone for a sin that I cannot redeem for making you wait for something empty."

"I'm lazy mas!"

"I beg you, I won't be rude to you, I promise." Hima raised her hand with her finger to form the number V.

"If you don't just take your jacket, we're leaving now for the afternoon." Hima forcing.

"Where are we going?" Finally I gave up.

"We go to the beach, whatever beach you come from, show us the way." Hima smiled happily.

"I'll change my clothes for a while." Now entering the house, ten minutes later he came out in a casual dress accompanied by a Levis jacket.

Hima's eyes did not blink, she felt that she had seen Sekar again when she was fourteen years old.

"Sik, you're beautiful!" blush. Sekar's face blushed making Hima, anxious.

"Beautiful but old girl mas," Sekar smiled wryly.

"Sorry, I can only take you on a motorcycle," Mas Hima grabbed the helmet Sekar held, tidied Sekar's hair and wore the helmet. Sekar who received the treatment suddenly remembered the figure of mas duda.

Tinnnn.

Now who knows who the rider is only able to stare, "dikar, can not this day you just look at me without caring about your ex-lover?"

"Well?" Sekar was surprised when Hima found out that the former lover.

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"Sir.., I'm sorry for wasting you." Upon arrival at the beach that Sekar showed, they sat on a stretch of white sand with sand bedded with leaves of manggruf trees.

"Where have you been all this time? Is it so meaningless to me that you can make me wait without certainty?" Sekar who felt played.

"I know I was wrong, today it was too late for me to arrive eight years ago I should have kept my promise to you.

"The delivery of flowers and my cards you returned without you wanting to see a little bit of the contents, why Kar? Is it because you need a real person more?" Hima rained down Sekar with her gaze.

"You lied to me! I never took anything from you." As she cried, her heart ached more when accused of this. I don't feel it and it's not him.

"Here, look at this." Hima pulled out a blue piece of paper with the zodiac sign libra from her pants pocket. Sekar was flabbergasted when he received and read the contents of his message.

"Mas, this isn't really me." I was crying, I don't know who would do that to her.

"If not you, then who is you? even the wristband I made for you you, you gave it back."

"Mas Hima, it really wasn't me! I did lose that bracelet the week before my birthday, I looked for it everywhere but didn't see it."

"What are you saying is this true?" Hima looked at the eyeball of the girl beside her as if she wanted to find a truthful answer. Sobbing.

"Mas, I'm sorry...." She hugged her first love figure. Hima returned Sekar's embrace, hugged his heart lover.

"Who is the one who separates us?"

"Come on, I don't know." Hima held the girl in her arms, she did not even care about the few pairs of eyes that often stole a glance or even bright light to judge them in her sight. Hima hugged Sekar only to calm her lover.

"Sir, may I ask you something?" Shortly after Sekar calmed down Hima tried to convey her heart's intent.

"What mas?" Sekar stared at the shady bead before him.

"If my request is heavy for you then I'm only asking for a day just pretend to be my lover." Sekar looks surprised to hear Hima's strange request.

"I beg you this day, I promise I'll take care of you more than I've taken care of myself all this time." Sekar was increasingly confused to hear Hima's strange request.

"Why should I pretend?" Sekar tried to explore Hima's mind path.

"I know, brother, your heart is now tied to Cahyo, there is no more race for me."

Degh's!

"Yes..."

"Just pretend, I want a day to be your lover even if I'm just pretending." Clearly there is a deep sadness Hima.

"Sorry, I don't want to!" Hima bowed lethargic to hear Sekar's answer, yes consciously should not force. Taking a deep breath wished there was a little relief in his heart but it was the same.

"I know your love for Cahyo is greater because she's your future not like I'm a part of the past for you." Hima tried to smile, painstakingly to go home to the village of the lover of heart was in vain.

"What's in it for me to be your pura mas girlfriend?"

"Nothing in, you don't get any advantage from this game."

"Then what's in it for you if we do this game?" Pursue Sekar who wants to know the facts behind the game that Hima asked him.

Hima was silent for a moment, her gaze focused on the waves that were chasing to the beach but back again in the middle of the sea like tireless.

"Why silence? give me one reasonable reason for me to join your pretend play.

"I want what I dreamed of about our relationship to become a reality, although it may eventually add to this heartache. Maybe with that pain I can move on and sincerely take you off. Maybe for you I'm weird, you know, we're destined to be matchless and I'm trying to accept the fact that there's only at least one day to feel you even if it's just a temple, suffice it.

After this I will go so far that maybe you yourself will forget my name let alone my figure.

Please help me realize this dream, only you can make it happen to me. You want to, brother?"