About Caca, Friends, And Love

Prologues

In the city of a beautiful girl with thick black hair who was allowed to unravel, bright brown eye beads, small in stature, cuby cheeks, she walked alone in the park

no stranger if he is always alone, he does not like to be pitied, and one fact he feels alone if he is in a crowded place, and he will feel peaceful in a quiet place

but this time he wanted to go out because he wanted to find ice cream because the fridge was empty

when in the middle of the road he saw the ice cream seller just immediately he ran because he did not want to run out, he waited too long because of the rush, had long waited finally he could be in front. errat, he was,not in front, but in the end.

"Brown vanilla"

said someone simultaneously, a second later they both turned and gave each other sharp gazes, the man looked down and the girl looked up a little. errat, even very looking up, the man looked down, because the man was so tall he just beat his shoulder

"I go first"

now they are the center of attention of the traders and buyers around him and the ice cream seller actually held his laughter so as not to break because of hearing their debate

"mas, mbak"

well, the ice cream seller was mediating their debate, a second later they turned to the seller

"sorry mas, mbak, his ice cream has run out, it was the last one bought just like yesterday because mas same mas mbak his fight" explained the ice cream seller

because he did not accept what the merchant said 'what his ice cream is up' the man turned to the girl and blamed her

"heh see this is all your fault, if only you were to give it will certainly not go first" said the man while pointing at the girl

the girl did not accept being accused like that, instead of replying to the man's words the girl turned to the ice cream seller

"oh brother was compassionate, I was waiting from earlier, 20 minutes I waited bang, instead of being loved was actually given to the little boy how the hell bang" said the girl, said the girl, his eyes were already glazed by the ice cream seller who realized that the girl would soon cry out for her own perplexity

"oh non beautiful, the son of his lord Rama Mahesa the same mistress Quena Mahesa, whose property will not run out until seven derivatives, do not cry yes, tomorrow brother buyin ice cream deh, but today his ice cream is up or neng, beautiful neng don't cry yes"

no, not the ice cream seller who spoke but next to him, the brother of the chocolate seller

the chocolate seller did know the girl, the girl often delivered chocolate orders to her, even the chocolate seller was once invited to her house, so she knew the name of her parents

"no bang, I don't want to, want it now, want the ice cream today, don't want it tomorrow" the girl said to the chocolate seller

"oh den please yes this I tipped nonnya, this is again very complicated den, please den, aden take it to sit where I used to be kolok emang not diem, but not yet, later aden buyin what it is, for example chocolate, milk, or whatever, my chocolate is also already abis, please den, and thank you" pinta the chocolate seller

and inevitably the man brought the crying girl to sit in the long chair in front of the fountain and fish pond

when the girl was crying, the man went somewhere, then after a few minutes he came back but he was hiding something

"there is no need to cry" said the man flat, no smile, no rubbing, no softness, just a flat tone, and a flat face.

"sound"

the man thrust something in front of the face of the girl who was wiping away the tears that had earlier come down her cheeks

not wanting to linger long the girl took her ice criem, yes the man gave her ice cream for the girl, because she still had feelings, she could not bear to see a woman crying

after receiving the ice cream from the man he ran away leaving the man without a word

as for the man he was dumbstruck, he was still in a state of shock, until the clap on his shoulder broke his reverie

"what's wrong here? then where's my ice cream? " ask a little girl about 7 years old

"sorry yes the deck was looking there was up, then the brother also bought but there was a girl who was crying because the ice cream had already run out in the seller there, he continued, yaudah because brother pity brother deh ice creamnya, papa right? " the man said to his sister

" no papa kok brother, can you buy again later, sis what paper? " ask the little girl to her sister

"paper?" paro the man, because to be honest he didn't realize there was paper here

the man opened the piece of paper and read it

'thank you, ice crem, and here's the money I don't want to owe anyone, again thanks and sorry'

the man only smiled faintly and took his sister away without answering his questions

while the girl he ran from the park to his house, until he put his ice cream into the frezer and he cleaned himself first

after clean clean he took his ice cream ran into the room, he headed towards the balcony in his room, his room was upstairs, second floor, he was on, while eating his ice cream, he remembered earlier when he gave a letter of gratitude

indeed, if the girl went where always carrying the note and pen, she felt it was an obligation to carry it

when the man left the girl was actually looking for him, he turned his right and left until he caught someone who was in the ice cream shop

the tavern was expensive, and the girl with her very high PD-level writing a thank you and money sign, in fact she hoped that the man gave the ice cream to her, then he hid the paper in his hand

when the man came back he gave the vanilla chocolate ice cream to him, so it was not in vain he wrote a letter and left money in it, he put it on a chair and ran straight to his house, because it was getting dark, and the reason was because the girl was afraid of the dark

and subconsciously the girl smiled faintly, a smile for a man, a smile for a man who had disappeared many years ago, a smile that had been snatched away for a betrayal, a smile that was, a smile that has been lost because of the passing of someone he loved so much

after the ice cream ran out he walked to his bed and tried to rest, because he had to leave tomorrow morning for his new school

the girl has just graduated from class IX and tomorrow is MOS day for the new students at school, of course she attends CSC SCHOOL High School, the school she dreams of, because the school was one of the schools that his parents had told him about

and her family was the biggest contributor of funds in the high school, but no one ever knew if the girl was the son of a Rama Mahesa and Quina Mahesa