
...L'm...
...Just your smiley connoisseur, though,...
...Not owner...
...What else is the cause....
...Admire you from far away...
...That's enough for me....
...***...
After Agas left, I went back inside the gate. My movements just stopped when someone stopped in front of my house
"Sore aunt, what's wrong?" I was kind to a middle-aged woman who was the same age as my mother and yes, I knew her.
"Is there your mommy son?" the question was very friendly, for a second I thought then glanced behind the middle-aged woman, I looked at a man who was about two years above me.
The man was sitting on a stocky bike with a sweet smile that I had always been familiar with but somehow this time was different. Especially when he looks at me too.
"Oh, i. yes auntie exists. Please come in first aunt" I said nervously, which is easy to read.
"Mas, go in first be disrespectful" the middle-aged woman told her son.
Felt meet camer continue this official application session
My mind is wrong. Then I drove them to the living room and lucky my parents, especially my mother, were home. They were watching TV and I told my mom that there were guests at home
"Mom, there's Mas Mario's mother in the living room" I said to my mother as she pushed her chin towards the living room.
Seeing that, my mother rushed to meet them and I walked up the stairs to my room. Honestly, I was wondering what they were talking about but I undo my intention of eavesdropping on their conversation which made me fantasize, despite the possibility of 0.0000001%
As a result, after entering the room, I just threw my bag and walked casually to the bathroom to clean myself, then changed into a shirt with subordinate hotpants.
Riding through the bag looking for my phone, I turned on the music and began to lay down on the bed while stuffing my skin with earphones. Somehow the enchanted song gleen fredly drugged me, making me remember what happened a few minutes ago. The look in his eyes, even Mas Ryo's smile could make my heart explode like pop corn. Justjust wonderful.
It feels strange, why does this taste reappear? You know, I used to have a taste in Ryo mas but it's just a wonder and the feeling is pseudo only temporary, different from now.
Could it..
****
"Non woke up not already noon" I woke up hearing screams and knocking doors from mbok Surti, it was difficult to collect lives when we were tired once and forced to wake up immediately from our beautiful sleep.
"Yes mbok" I shouted. I who was still gathering my life sitting on the bed with my legs folded on the bed suddenly suffocated to see my clock. Be late. Greaaaat!!!
Njiiiiir late me
I cried out in the fog to the point that I fell out of my bed which made my knees blue and hurt so much.
"God dragon. For the sake of magic shells, why are you crawling on Lis's floor? Not a bath" toa a woman who had been in my abandoned area since when.
"It's also going to take a bath tau, jatoh nih because of doi" I pointed to my side of the bed and blamed it for the calamity that made me late.
"Buruan, catfish lo kayak snail" cibir Aldira. Which I reply with my middle finger while sticking out my tongue.
After the unfortunate incident this morning, we had arrived at the campus, well luckily we were not late but almost, still late Lis.
Throughout the course I was not focused, when bored struck me puguskan to open my sosmed. Fortunately I was far from the lecturer's sight. I forgot when I became friends with Mas Ryo on Instagram.
Curious I also opened an Instagram account mas Ryo, most of the photos on the ship. Yes, he was a sailor, we were in High School but I never knew he went to cruise school.
Then, I glanced around me ascertaining my situation and trying to keep adjusting to this course which is Biochemistry. My eyes accidentally met Luke Wijaya and he smiled as he moved his lips to show someone who wanted to kiss his girlfriend from a distance. Disgusting.
Oh, my God, far away from Sayton over there
I complained in my heart while shuddering in horror.
After the course, we have empty hours in the class which then this class we magic into a small cinema. Not only Public Health children are in this class but Nurse children also join us.
After watching the movie there was a rare event in class, there was a guy from the Nurse child expressed his feelings for my friend. But the guy was really shy even to express his feelings, I who just saw it myself also helped.
"So how was I accepted? Kasian.. What was your name?" I asked the man on my left.
Buset guy is very soft
"Jalanin just as a friend, I can't answer now because you can't really ignore your feelings" replied Sisy who made Damar's expression change.
Love cannot be forced, right? Falling in love, loving and being loved is the right of everyone. If he was the destiny God wrote for us, he would be ours.
"Well, be patient, Dam. That's a sign you have to fight for him" I said encouraging Damar while patting his shoulder.
"Thank you Lis" he replied with a smile.
Gokil is also a guy, has been rejected can still smile again
"Lis, let's go back ! Why the hell are you in class" said Aldira who pulled my hand to get out of class immediately.
"Yaaaampun my hand is only two tablets Dir if stripped how?" cibirku held back the pain how that was.
"Yes sorry" he said, grinning the horse.
Fortunately my dear friend if I had not thrown a grenade
Not to the car park we turn first to the cafeteria and there are also other friends of ours
"Duaing mulu cie kayak hole idung" chirped bang Ami.
"Emang situ, itself mulu like singles" martial Jihan and our laughter broke out instantly. Just a few people but a really rame like a complex.
"I'm back, huh?" I said to them.
"It's been such a rush, here for a while" Fellicia said
"Yes, he went home" said Ivana, who agreed with Fellicia.
Aldira and I seemed to think for a moment before we agreed. Finally we decided to postpone our return hours and fulfill their request.
After about an hour and a half we decided to go home. Not that we do not want to linger, but yes you know that our house also cannot be said close to campus and also we are tired because our brains are forced to work from the morning.
After saying goodbye to them, we headed to the parking lot. Today Dira had an appointment with Rizaldi Mahendra which I used to call the Ijal bang because we were three years apart, so we brought our own vehicles. Dira with his favorite red march and me with my beloved brio silver. We also split up in the campus.
Today I was planning to go to the bookstore but before that I decided to go back home and change my uniform.
"Ck. My time to the gini make uniform bookstore, it will be said 'take' worse again 'Bu' yaaaampun" I grumbled as I shook my head imagining it.
After arriving home I went straight to my room, rushed to the bathroom and prepared for the bookstore.
I finished getting ready to drive my car to the bookstore. But before that I have to be patient with the traffic jam of this capital city. Oh My's.
Just stuck I was very patient to survive, let alone the same you Gas.
Speaking of Agas, today he can't accompany me to the bookstore because he has an afternoon lecture schedule, which is really something that makes me upset, but that's it.
Due to boredom, I finally played music. A wasted half hour had no signs of movement, really wanting to curse the taste. Maybe there was an accident or something.
And I finally arrived..
After parking my car I hurriedly entered the bookstore and the distinctive smell of the books greeted me. The smell made me bewitched, without ba bi ma'am I just went looking for the book I wanted to buy, I searched one by one the bookshelves more precisely the shelves of Japanese comic books like Nakayoshi but it turns out I did not get anything, because it had run out of stock I finally moved to a row of novels.
Seeing this row of novels there is something in the heart that, somehow want to someday people come looking for my novel that is displayed along with a row of other novels in the best seller category.
I went through them one by one and finally I found a novel by Boy Candra. Interested in the synopsis, I decided to buy it. After paying for the novel I got out to the car park and started driving my car back home. Lucky the streets began to stretch and I was not stuck in traffic as early as leaving earlier. Sucks.
Once I got home, I went straight into my room and started reading the novel I just bought. How beautiful the words that lie there, really a writer.
"When can I be a writer?" I murmured in the air hoping that one day my words would become a prayer that was not in vain.
...I'm tired of being hit want you high....
...Relented to it, it was exhausting the heart....
...Be happy, let me take this path myself. Life is hard, without you it might be harder. Its okay. Maybe it's better than you don't know how to fight....
...-boy candra-...
Happy Reading's..