A PIECE OF LOVE FOR DEVANO.
One Tucked Story.
“I, Bang? I'm jatoh?” ask Ayla stupidly.
Daren seemed to have let out his long breath perfectly then he nodded as well, how not, this little brother is indeed really like two different people, where one side has a past and one side remembers nothing in its own future. This is a strange thing, but according to the doctor who examined his sister, Daren is sure that the doctor said his sister is okay. Yes, even though Daren himself knew that his sister at that time failed to do a CT scan of the head. Initially it was to be done as a further action to find out maybe there is something that might happen such as a cracked skull or so forth. However, just now that Ayla was in front of the room, Ayla suddenly woke up and immediately jumped up. Whining to his brother to be invited home, seeing the condition of Ayla who according to Daren fresh-bugar and no lack of anything also know him and all the things that exist, Daren was calm, and felt calm, and at that time Daren immediately brought Ayla home. It's just that sometimes Ayla is like a strange girl, even though the beginning of Daren was upset, at least now Daren has felt accustomed to everything there is.
“Udah ah do not discuss, I also do not understand why you can fall. Whether abis pursued what you until falling,” muttered Daren. Ayla could only keep quiet, she wondered but she herself did not understand anything to be able to unpack this matter. This is something that was never imagined even until at any time.
“Abang really, deh!” ayla gerutu. He frowned, and it managed to make Daren sigh perfectly.
“Udah there, shower you, change clothes keep coming down. Brother has dinner for us.”
“No, ah, if fried rice, Bang!” ayla Rajuk. Daren sighed again, Daren was confused, what made Ayla sulk like this? Even Ayla herself knows that Daren can only make fried rice. In fact, fried rice is also ready on the table.
“So you want what brother cooks? You know for yourself that you can make fried rice and instant noodles. While instant noodles can also not be the same Papa,” explained Daren.
Ayla was silent for a moment, she herself did not know that her words might have hurt her brother. Ayla's eyes looked at Ayla with a perfect red face.
“Buy how, Bang?” ayla said in the end, giving a news and it made Daren pull next to his eyebrows perfectly.
“Alright, ntar deh Abang pesenin, already there shower,”
“Ready, Boss!”
Quickly, Ayla immediately stood up, walked out of Daren's room then headed for her room. Shedding her body then Ayla fell silent for a moment.
What did Devano say why was it almost the same as what his brother said? But the strange thing is, indeed since Junior High Ayla met Devano? Isn't it obvious if they're one year apart? It was never thought that what Devano said was a very real thing. This is the problem, this is a sign that may not be imagined until anytime. Ayla was still silent, but she herself did not know what to do.
On the other hand, Devano appears to be resting his body on the hood of his car. His eyes were fixed on the shining night star. Inside the shadow of his eyes flashed a shadow of the past that was vaguely visible everything was there.
The figure of a girl standing clandestinely behind a wall of a cafe, which is currently Devano standing confused because the motorcycle tire is leaking.
Devano ruffled his waist, to be honest he himself did not know about the motor machine, it could even be said if he was confused by the other problems as well. Devano again snorted, he took off his jacket and then flailed on his motorcycle seat. Until the sound of laughter was heard and made Devano look perfectly.
“Why are you laughing? Nertawain me, lo?” pissed Devano.
“Lagian elo anyway, cook motor beaten. Does it happen if hit by the motor will be able to turn on itself?” knock that girl.
Devano chuckled as well, what the girl said had a point, the most reasonable thing that made Devano feel ashamed of himself of course.
“Nih, milkshakes! I'm sure you're thirsty, right?” guess the girl. The girl who was as tall as Devano was holding out one milkshake of his, while the other hand was busy putting the other milkshake into his tiny mouth. His red lips were perfectly pursed, the funny look looked so real.
“No way to intentionally make me, right, this milkshake?” guess Devano. But it was taken too, because he was really thirsty right now.
The girl's face was met with red, then she nodded her head as well. The girl looked timidly looking at Devano now.
“Kok know? Don't-don't elo shaman, huh?” ask the girl plain. Devano just grinned as well, annoyed him for a long time with the innocent girl. “This milkshake has a brother anyway, but ntar Abang to buy it yourself. Who was wrong for so long! Cook me away!” the girl's grumbling was half protesting.
Hearing the words, Devano chuckled as well, unconsciously sipping the milkshake to the end. Even the sound of a Devano straw that only met the glass was real, so Devano and the girl both chuckled.
“Thanks, yes. Whenever we meet, I treat you elo, deh!” devano said later. The girl nodded shyly, her face met with perfect red.
“What if the other deals are?” the girl asked again, her face lowered, and Devano seemed to pull next to her eyebrows perfectly. The girl was an eighth-grade girl in Junior High, and that made Devano quite hesitant as well.
“Emang ask what treat?” ask Devano then.
“Photo with elo, how?” pinta the girl, Devano glared.
“Kok?”
“Because elo sakep. I want to show off my friends, if I meet a cute guy!” the spirit of the girl.
Devano who remembers it can only smile wryly, a sweet time for Devano, if only he could, Devano was so eager to repeat all those sweet times again, and again, and again, so that no bad times happen, of all the times in this world.
Devano breathed his long breath perfectly. His eyes were tightly closed, his lashes seemed so real, the breath that had been hunting now seemed perfectly orderly, an unimaginable thing if Devano fell asleep in the wild, where this place has always been the sweetest place for Devano, even until whenever it is.
