MY LOVELY, SAHARA
15. Deal is not made

Digital footprints are easy to recognize, especially for Cakra, which in fact is a Semarang child. He used to hang out with Rival everywhere. However, these few days are busier staying at home, brooding a lot, or pretending to be busy with helping Kinanti deliver the order.

Portrait of the Sahara in the old city became the culmination of Cakra's focus. Sahara in the old town? Sahara in Semarang? Why didn't the girl tell me at all, he thought.

"Can you please?" saharan message.

Just now Cakra ming kem mumbled because of the existence of the Sahara that did not renew it. Long life, in the morning week the girl gave it at this hour, which according to Cakra is quite uwahh because it is still in the hour of the molasses because the holiday arrived.

"Yes, Deck?" Ih Deck, must have melted it's the son of the man, thought Cakra. Because there is no wind, the rain bledek he called the Sahara with a sacred word that has been trying to hold Cakra.

"Fetch me at Simpang lima," replied Sahara.

At first he wanted to surprise Cakra at his new school tomorrow. However, it seems that Sahara really joined has no friends in Semarang. As a result, this morning blind he asked permission for Sagara to go out for a walk.

Cakra's eyes are patterned to hear the Sahara's reply, he had expected that the girl was in Semarang somehow the story.

"Wait on! I'll be there soon," Cakra's message.

Though what happened, he still draped his towel on the shoulder has not been bathing.

"Tumben, where's Cakra going?" ask Kinanti.

Sweet mesam mesem chakra, "meetings, Ma."

"Where is the angel, ngaco you!"

"It's his unconscious in front of me, again." Before getting hit by Kinanti, he first entered the bathroom next to the kitchen.

"Basic, you've got your dreadlocks smart," grumbled Kinanti.

Cakra only chuckled in response. Grateful, he could make his mother smile again with his silly behavior.

"Sir, want to use a car or a motorcycle?" ask Kinanti.

"Motor, Ma!"

Cakra should be thankful that his papa drove his motorbike to the contract.

"Yes, mommy went to get a car. You be careful," said Kinanti.

Cakra is ready with her outfit, black jeans jacket, white T-shirt, brown chinos pants and white shoes. Riding his motorbike he headed to Simpang lima.

Get off the bike, open the helmet he dyed looking for the existence of the Sahara.

"Cakra, Hey!"

Cakra turned his head, and it was true that a beautiful girl was waving at him.

"Sahara, isn't it?" inner Cakra hesitated because the girl looked completely different in appearance. Instead of approaching, Cakra was stupefied in place to make sure his assumption was wrong.

"Hey, ish... Nyebelin kok even bengong," dumel Sahara. By stomping his foot over to Cakra and hitting his arm.

"Look, I really know Sahara."

"Whoever is, covenant ish..."

"Yes make a pact and make a deck, very beautiful. How did you get to Semarang?"

"There, now I go for a walk" he exclaimed straight up.

"Gee!"

"Why? Mind it?" Sahara throbbing.

"No, deck! Yaudah went up" he exclaimed directly to the Sahara. He ascended to Cakra's throne immediately.

"Where are we?" ask Cakra.

"Round Semarang, I do not want to ntar if it has become a citizen here stray everywhere," he said steadily. Hearing that, Cakra furrowed his eyebrows, but seeing no smile on Sahara's face he thought the girl was talking seriously.

"Cakra yes, dengerin no!"

"Dep deck horror."

Red big motor drove around the streets of Semarang in the morning. Cakra did not let the Sahara just sit, he pulled the tiny hand to hold on to her waist.

"Since when in Semarang? I saw your pictures...?" ask Cakra. He stopped his bike near Mari na beach.

A breeze of morning wind greeted them, flying the Sahara's long hair that was scattered into disarray.

"Sunday actually."

Cakra was surprised, but had expected especially when Sahara said she wanted to meet.

"Not knowing?"

"This I told you, Cakra you know that,--"

"No!" repas Cakra makes the Sahara bend her face. Now he is the one who so lash out anyway, not from the beginning he who can not reply to the feelings of Cakra.

"I want to say, you know that now I live in Semarang!"

The chakras cringe more and more, "stay?"

Sahara nodded enthusiastically, but to say that they were going to one school was still closed.

"Eh want some ice cream, some sell it!" point the Sahara at someone who is far away from them.

"Wait here, I'll buy it for a second."

Cakra had not yet answered, and had already walked in that direction to buy ice cream.

The atmosphere of the morning still looks lonely, only a few people are enjoying the beauty of the north sea of Semarang.

Marina is not like a real beach, there is no beach in the form of white or black sand. There are only rocks that adorn the sides. However, the cool air is perfect for young people just hanging out or taking pictures in the area.