Should Taste Be Buried (?)
Rena Kenzura Diana's

Rena Kenzura Diana, I have a long name, but I hope my love story is not as long as my name. I wish, but what happened to my love?

I just want my love story to be different from others. Different I mean is not like a world of novellans. Whys? Yes ... Who wants his love story like novels? Who began to hate to be love. The brothers fall in love with each other. What the fuck try a love story like that?

Yes, it is also true that the love story is different, and I get the difference. Not from what I love, but I alone make it different.

Ananda Fahreza Leon's.

Three sentences is also his name, right? I laughed blandly. We're one school, and he turns out to be a new student at my school. His face was not handsome, yet his face felt like sugar? Like I ever tasted it. Eugh! Don't use a dirty brain, yeah, man!

Ezaa. Many call him that name. But not with me. Well ... I called him by his end name, 'Leon' like a market, right?

I'm not an open-minded woman and as fast as lightning get a strange name, funny, or a name that can be amazed, of course I don't want my brain full of things that are not important.

But unfortunately, that man is now filling my brain. Yep! He managed to enter the deepest recesses of my heart. She didn't treat me like a schoolmate, but she treated me like a queen!

The queen? Which woman doesn't want to be treated like a queen? You don't want it? Impossible! But .. I complicate my own love story. I don't know .. Do I doubt it? No. gabe. Do I feel like he's tricking me? Ah, not really.

Just ... I find it impossible to be with him. In terms of caste or whatever, he can't be with me. But what about destiny (?)

***

The first time I saw him in the school library. At that time, he was looking for a book—i don't know and I didn't take care of it. Because at that time, I was asked by the library guards to tidy up the books scattered below.

Not because of me, yeah! But it's all the schoolgirls who can't tidy it up for just a second, okay? Be irritated? Be clear! I just tidied it up alone.

That time ... My classmate, Oki. Yes, Oki Tanesa. She's a bar-bar girl, but she's not like other women who seek attention just to be respected by the adam. Why do I call it that?

Because she is a multitalented woman. He's good at anything. But the one thing he can't, is forget ... Frans Alzion's. Who's? He was my friend from Leon. His closest friend too.

Since when did Oki come in contact with Frans? Since SMP. Yep! They are one Junior High School and one High School, but they are now indifferent to each other, just because there is a misunderstanding, and among them no one wants to fix it.

Bias... first child first child first child, you know what I mean, right? Eits! It's going everywhere, right.

Continue earlier. When Oki told me she was going to the toilet. So she had to stay, I just agreed. But until minutes later, even hours passed, he had not come either.

That's where I got upset and annoyed at him. To the extent that I say in my heart, I will beat him all out, let him kapok!

***

"If you're tired, take a break first. Let me take care of it" he said, putting the books on his name and shelf.

"Yes, thank you" answered me, who began to look for a place to straighten my waist and legs that felt sore.

Don't think of anything! After all, you can guess who that man is, Ananda Fahreza Leon. Man who is crazy or really loves me (?)

"We're in class, aren't we?" the question that broke the silence and could have taken the opportunity to recognize me (?)

"I'm sorry?" He chuckled, "I've seen you on the side of the road ahead of there." I was flabbergasted, when I heard the final throws.

"Huh? For what?" I answered half surprised.

"By you," he cheered. I also put on a flat face, and not long after, he finished my work. I saw it very satisfied—ah, no! Except very satisfied.

"Thank u, Boy," I said sincerely and began to move from my seat earlier. Before, well, I cleaned my skirt first.

As soon as possible I turned my face away. Then my heart started to feel bad. I rushed out of the library and into my classroom. I don't care about that guy anymore.

Can it be said from there that I .. started to like it (?)

***

Ah ... a glimpse of past footage of my teens, reminds her. Yes ... Just assume that I still want it (?) I don't know... After that incident, I don't know where he is now.

Is he still in Indonesia or abroad? But what I heard from one of my younger brothers, he was in the class of Leon's younger brother, Alifah. Leon went to London, after I asked him to leave.

If I hadn't asked him to leave, I don't think he would have continued his studies. Because at that time, we both will graduate from High School, and begin to enter the higher education level, namely college.

I studied psychology until S2, after which I decided to quit. I continued my work unbalanced, aka I prefer to develop a small business, which is to trade toast, right next to the clothes shop, and the bookstore.

Thank God, the results satisfied me, and also could give money to my family, and my two sisters. Do I open my heart to new people? Boro-boro to open my heart, forget Leon I can't.

Is he so special in my heart? Sure was! I'm so hard to fall in love, once in love. Don't expect me to let him go. But here, I asked him to leave.

You know what it feels like to be comfortable? Who goes everywhere together? Who is everywhere he is, always accompany, even carve memories so that they can be told in old age? That's what I want.

But can it all come back (?)

***

Me, the silent woman who still loves him when I feel alone.

Me, the silent woman who still misses him when I feel sad.

I, the silent woman who still remembers her, whenever, and wherever, she is always in my heart.

Hey, Leon.

How's things?

Is there a replacement for me?

Ha-ha-ha, I'm sorry, Leon.

I didn't mean to hurt your heart.

Let's just say, I gave you a challenge, and I hope ... you can do it (?)

Huh, Leon...

It feels lonely without you.

Your soothing smile, I still remember.

Your attention and affection are still in my mind.

I missed you, Leon.

~ Rena Kenzura.