Waiting for First Love to Return
A Complicated Love

Intention to move on, uh instead given new hope. It is not unhappy to be able to enjoy time with the idol. Rena is happy, very happy even. It's just that fear doesn't live up to expectations. Fear of reality does not fit the dream. But his heart did not care about the logic that often gave him a warning.

After eating meatballs, Rena and David were still sitting on the beach. The quiet David stared at the darkness, where the sound of the waves coming from. Rena has many stories. Ask a lot of questions that only David answered briefly. David answered even if it was short. That's progress for Rena.

Until drops of water came down from the sky. Drizzle inviting. Rena and David run for cover. Run to their cars before the rain gets worse. Even the night is late. Time off.

Rena hasn't been out of the house until this late. Though his papa never cared where he came from and what he did. What time is it and who is it. Rena came home on time. Before ten o'clock at night was home. He set a schedule for himself. And today he broke it.

Along the way home Rena whistled cheerfully. Given the simple togetherness that meant so much to him. He thinks it's progress for his love relationship. Although it may be for some people the togetherness of Rena and David on the beach who happen to meet nothing special.

Until he got home, the cheerful humming did not stop he chanted. Shower in the company of fantasy. Lying on the bed, imagining a smile David rarely saw. Staring at the ceiling of the room patterned, incarnated face and smile David there. A sweet smile that makes the heart melt.

"That's what. David. Are you starting to have a taste for me? But I assure you soon you will truly fall for me. I'm sure." Rena said confidently. Smiles themselves fantasize about living with David. Building a home with the people he loves.

"Yeah.." Rena yelled silently at her self-created imagination. Happy to enjoy a more romantic togetherness even if only in wishful thinking. Do you wish you were this happy, let alone reality?

Roll on the bed smiling and dreaming. Sleeping on his back, raising his legs. The smile was still beautifully painted on his face. Until he fell asleep, the smile did not fade from his face.

No matter the sound of the rain outside getting louder. Nor does it matter the occasional lightning sound. Enjoy their own world.

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In another room. In a big european house . David sat pensively staring at the raindrop. Left the glass windows wide open, which makes the wind free to enter carrying splashes of rain. Caressing her sad face.

"Tha, where are you?" He slowly stared at the old photo. The color is blurred, or is it the old photo effect? I don't know. The photo is often seen by David at bedtime.

Staring rain. Hope the person in question still enjoys the same rain. Or at least see the same dark sky.

"I'm sorry I can't remember everything about you. But my heart believes and believes that you are my past, my future. I'm sure I can find you as soon as I can, " David muttered touching the pretty girl's face in the picture. Take care of it with love.

Flip the photo and see the writing of two names that are given a connecting form of love on the ground right in the middle, and the word forever together under the two names. David smiled to find his middle name written there.

"I hope you will wait for me. And take me back when I come to see you. I'm sure and very sure, you're a loyal girl." Overconfident.

Either David got confidence from nowhere. Stay in love with the girl who has been forgotten. Not even his parents and his parents knew. None of his family knew him.

David only believed his heart. Believing the heart that says love when looking at a picture of himself is embracing a woman with a warm gaze. A cheerful face full of smiles. It's a sign that they are happy together.

David once went to the school written in his diploma. Unfortunately, many of the teachers have changed. Many new teachers don't know David. There were only a few teachers, but they didn't know the name of the woman David was asking. Could real names and calls be different? Could be.

The rain is starting to fall. David had not yet moved from his seat. No matter the hour hand that has been perpendicular indicates the night is late. And the turn of the day has come. David still enjoyed the beautiful face he was hugging in the photo.

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Tasya tasted her husband's first cooking. Mommy has permission not to come to dinner in the dining room. Asking for her dinner to be delivered to the room. While Reyhan hopes anxiously waiting for the correction of the wife of the original cuisine so it. Scoop up soup to taste the results of cooking.

"Emmmmm..." Stirring the already-squeezed sauce. No comment yet. Back scooping with the rice, chewing it slowly, glancing at her waiting husband with widened eyes.

One more, one more and another. "Where's it worth?" Reyhan asked who only saw his wife eating with lava, but gave no judgment. No compliments, no notes either.

"It's important to eat first, hungry. Eat up Ay too. Not full just see me eat." Tasya said to her husband, had not intended to give praise to her husband's cooking. Even scooping rice for the filler Reyhan plate is still empty. Pour a lot of vegetables, do not forget the sauce. Let it get hotter.

"What's that about?" Reyhan asked Doubtfully to scoop up his food. Look at him, then stir him slowly.

"Take a taste first, let's know what it's like. "Saran Tasya with her casual voice.

Reyhan scooped up to enjoy the results of his own efforts. Bribing his mouth, feeling it, something strange.

"Silver." Melt back the food that has entered the mouth. Swiping his wet mouth, sipping a lot of water.

"Mahaha." Tasya's laughter broke. Laughing at her husband's shrunken face after tasting his own cooking. "Eat him if cooking get used to the taste, Ay. " Tasya's advice is interrupted by laughter.

"Well, you want to eat anyway? Seeing you eat seems like it's convincing that it's so good."

Tasya's laughter is becoming more and more. "My mountain knows Ay. Try a tasting." Slide the plate in front of Reyhan.

"Nggk. How can it taste good? Who cooks the same as me." Refusing his wife's offer to shift the plate back away from him.

"Nggk believes my wife is already." Snag mode. Approach the plate to her own, and eat it back with lahab.

"What's really good?" Reyhan asked who was astonished to see Tasya eating voraciously. Without permission directly follow scooping food from his wife's plate.Awareness also he.

"This boy. Why different?" Herbs. And go back to eating on the same plate. Tasya shifted the dishes back between them. Enjoy dinner with both.

"Why don't you know what the difference is?" Ask Tasya.

"Either the salty taste, even to the bitter taste." Pointing the soup bowl in the middle of the table.

"Tu know. Earlier before taking it for Mother I tasted first, it feels salty. The other seasoning is just right. Only the salt was overdosed. So the soup that is still qualified I fix again, add a little flavoring, add a little more sauce, so deh get this. I took the one in the cauldron, not the bowl."