A Dusty Photo's

Chapter 7: Happy

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Anyone would be easily aware of my behavior. With my camouflage every time I feel I like it but I can't do it. Like at the moment. I'm release. I'm showing more attitude than usual.

It feels like hypnotism. When I started to hold the ball then faced with the line of the field also one focus in front of it. I like to let go of my wings to fly. Getting around here and there very easily I added points. I also smiled feeling my winged back that felt light even though then realized that I never deserved this wing. And then, I broke it. Putting aside then pura nothing happened.

So too with the next situation. I can't put the ball in easily. Always miss. Because maybe, my wings are actually broken.

This afternoon I ate in the cafeteria. He said Felix would buy it for a not-so-important reason. Just want a deal, he said. I do, because the end of this bokap rarely cook for my provisions to school. I also no longer have time to make breakfast.

We gathered in the cafeteria. Today the cafeteria is quite crowded or maybe always crowded because honestly I rarely go to the cafeteria if Anastasya does not force. Or if Anastasya doesn't succeed at being tricked.

"Next week the group task must be completed. Where do you want to go?" Han started the conversation while plucking the pieces of fruit in front of him. "What is my house?"

"agree! I miss your house." Follow month.

"Gue doesn't know your house." I finally followed him.

"Where are we going together, where are we?" The moon said to me while disturbing Han or Felix's food. But it seems like the two are not bothered or just like belonging together.

"Okay, this week, right? Gie can be 10 in the morning."

"Sip."

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After school I decided to go to the basketball court. To talk to myself and give me a little leeway for the rules I once made for myself.

Or I wouldn't call that a looseness, but a correction because in the end I'll never give tolerance to what I've planned. Including the rules of coyol that I have made since long ago.

Including the basketball.

I didn't forbid myself from getting close to basketball at first. Not to stay away from basketball. But I once told myself not to get too close to it. Just to the extent of not that then I began to give a leeway to myself. And then it happened. I started not listening to myself.

The afternoon was an example. I was lulled by the scent and aura of the basketball court. Her cheering that was not too crowded made me feel like it was a stage. I'm actually that smitten.

To then just stop. And I'm trying to erase the memory of what happened this afternoon. I don't want to remember it because I'm afraid it will happen in the future.

This time I was in the middle of the field. With both hands holding the basketball. And the mind wavers between whether I will be steadfast with my original intentions or not.

Or maybe it's the last one.

I closed my eyes for a while before throwing the ball into the goal. The ball went up, it felt slow. I can even see the ball clearly and just like that the ball is not on target. I let out a breath.

"I think it was on purpose, huh."

A girl suddenly made a sound on the sidelines. The echoes of his voice sounded clear after the reflection of the ball came to a halt for a while.

"Moon? Since when are you there?"

"Just now."

The moon walked toward the ball and picked it up and bounced it to the floor. Act like a professional.

"Look at me." Moon says. While playing the ball then aim.

Ball bounce. High. But let's not get into the ring just approach not.

"Ups. Failed."

I smiled. The moon is chasing the ball. Bounce it again then aim. Failed again. As it continues to repeat.

"My clothes." The moon regulates the breath. I almost laughed.

"Last, if I fail."

"How did it work?" i asked.

"Say, if we can enter the ball into the ring from a distance our request will be granted." The moon is running to get the ball. Then approached me.

"Who said?"

"From the drama of yesterday. I watched Drakor with my brother."

"Trus plea lo what?"

The moon bounced the ball again and prepared to aim.

"Gue wants to be happy. No more stress." then the ball was thrown. Again the same. Fail.

I was chasing the ball. Then approaching the Moon. Now he is out in the middle of the field.

"That means I'm not going to be happy, is it?"

"It's just trust. Don't be completely trusted."

"I just want to be happy."

I sat next to him tired. Then looked up at the sky of the building which was quite high. I also want to be happy. But the fact is, as often as I managed to put the ball into the ring happy never visited me.

"Is happiness that hard?"

"For me, maybe. Depends on what happiness is."

I look at him. Sweat ran down his face. His hair was half wet with sweat because he was running around and around chasing the ball.

"Gue see you're quite happy."

The moon laughed, "Give me."

"That's not a compliment."

"But I think it's a compliment or maybe a prayer."

Moon awakening. Rise up and take the ball out of my hand. Only to be reflected while sitting.

"According to you, everyone has a chance to be happy?"

"Why not."

"Because I don't think about it sometimes."

"Being happy is abstract. There is but cannot be seen. Sometimes we don't realize we are happy anymore. Take lo." for example."

I look at the Moon. Lv? Why am I an example?

"Gue see you're happy just happy. Just like you saw me."

I want to deny, but it's free. I don't know the Moon much.

Moon stand. Then hold out the ball.

"Gue turned back first." he stepped towards his bag lying down.

"I was here because I was waiting for Han. But the cave wasn't sure he'd come. Sorry to interrupt your time." The moon walked away, "Bye, Bra."

I put the ball down. Then stand up and follow him.

"The month?!" I ran towards my bag then picked it up and hung it on my shoulder. "Can you go home together?"

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