ADINA & FATE

21. The Stores That Cuddle.

"Fate, I'm home first."

"Have you been picked up?"

The fate of looking out of the store, there was no one in the parking lot who usually sat on the motorbike to pick up Juwita.

"It was soon also up, again in the way of his words,"Juwita's smile.

"Yes, be careful...."

Fate returned the smile of the girl in front of him.

Juwita helped him sell in addition to Benu who had gone home first.

"Well! that's...."

Juwita by looking at the incoming motor light spot.

Fate further widened his smile, looking at the carefree face of Juwita.

"Fate, I'm home, da-dah!" Juwita's lips are so sumringah.

Fate just nodded quickly.

A friendly nod was seen behind the visor of the clear helmet, Fate smiled back at him.

Still seen waving Juwita's hand when the motorbike that took him walked slowly out of the parking lot.

Silence back in the atmosphere in the store, the music that he had just heard had also stopped. Along with Benu and Juwita who have come home, both are hobbies to listen to music.

Fate turned back to look outside the store, again look motor highlight approaching.

Fate smiled, maybe Juwita forgot something left behind.

Slowly approaching the large pot containing water broth that is still giving off steam when it is opened and closed. He did not feel eating all day, just drinking and snacking.

Slowly put raw noodles into the pan.

The sound of footsteps approached him.

"Something is left behind...."

Fate by seeing and will smile.

But his smile was held back.

A tone with a gloomy face looked at him.

Fate saw it too.

Time halted again, eyes as if speaking again. About the taste in the heart, about the pain in the. Clear soot began to crack back in the eye pool that felt hurt. Lips that are only silent in silence save a thousand difficult words will be spoken.

The meeting should be a radiant space in the darkness of separation, if only love were still united.

But now it is like a piercing thorn, which tears memories when looking back at the face of the person who once filled the heart.

Tasteless, a picture of a hand that can no longer touch, hold. Just hope that everything turns into joy that can be seen.

"Tone," Fate plan.

End the silence of the imagination that freezes Him and Tone.

Tone humbled his face.

Fate approached, staring at the face that was bowed.

He knew, surely Nada was fighting with Ronal. Remembering what happened last night to him.

"What a shame, I'm boiling noodles. I'll make you your favorite noodles." said Fate. Trying to calm the feeling in the heart.

Tone raised his face slowly, smilingly nodding.

"Sit down."Fate by pulling plastic chairs under the table.

Nada's smile was so bitter he felt.

He quickly returned to see the Noodle that He had boiled, after Nada sat down.

Seeing the Tone with a smile, by inserting the ripe Noodle into the bowl.

Tone just looked at the table by playing Chopsticks in his hand. Sometimes I look outside the store.

The voices of parking attendants were heard in front and the shop was still open.

Tone observing in the room.

"Not as big as it used to be."

Fate put two Bowls onto the table, one directly in front of Tone.

Smiling tone responded.

"Taste."Fate by bringing the ketchup bottle and sauce closer to the Tone.

Back is just a bland smile.

Fate smiled, a pain in her heart seeing Nada start stirring Chicken Noodles with two Chopsticks.

Eyes that look like I love to keep a lot of grief in the heart.

Fate stirred his Chicken Noodles with two Forks, He could not use chopsticks like Nada.

Tone preparing to eat Chicken Noodles.

Fate smile, see it.

With a small smile held back, Nada put the rolled chopsticks at the end of the chopsticks.

Fate followed him.

There are not many more words spoken, only eyes and smiles that often look clashing.

It collides loudly in the recesses of the heart, like spoons and forks clashing against the bowl of procellin.

Gradually, look ravenously both of them enjoy every bribe after bribe even without joking as the time has passed.

Fate smiled by giving a tissue to Tone.

"Slowly eat" he said, pointing under his lips.

Shy blush tone. Slowly clean his chin over it.

"I'm sorry I'm hungry" he said slowly.

"I'm hungry too." Fate in his smile.

Tone responded with a small smile.

"Kalo on the Hill, lots of rice to be full." Fate by stirring Noodles in a bowl.

"About urban residents, there are many side dishes. It's a little,"

"Emang satiated?"

Fate again bribed his Chicken Noodles.

A tone that felt the question was on him played chopsticks in front of his face.

"Urban residents are more concerned with nutrition," he replied straightforwardly.

The fate of the mangosteen with its mouth still chews.

"Pantes, the goat on the hill loves grass and leaves."

Tone instantly shifted his seat near Fate.

"Have you ever bitten a goat yet?"

Tone holding the hand of Fate who will return to bribe Chicken Noodles.

Fate swallowed a soft remnant chew in his mouth.

"Until my lips bleed." Fate shed his gaze from the bright twinkle of Nada's eyes. Like a shiver that travels slowly.

Stunned tone, remembering something...

"Luckily I'm not in it."

The tone moved the hand of Fate he held.

Tone smiled, Himself remembered the events in the bathroom Fate, while still working in the Chicken Noodle and Meatballs shop as well. Beautiful memories for him.

"And you were sitting there."Tone watched the lips of Fate that chewed.

Fate solved his chewing with a drink. Swiping her lips with a tissue, then a small smile to Nada.

Staring at the pretty face of Nada, sighed softly.

"Maybe our child has grown up from the child of Light."Smile Fate wide.

The instantly standing, anxious or upset tone that had struck made him hug the head of Fate from behind.

"I'm not that bad! I'm not that bad, Fate!" in the ears of fate.

Fate chuckles little holding hands on his neck.Tone wiggling his head getting louder.

Both of them seem to forget what happened in their love, laughing together as if joking again into the time left behind.

The door of the Shop was still open but the cheeks of Fate and Tone were like two tightly shut door leaves, locked with a second laugh.

Breezy in the twinkle of the eye feels cold to throw the details of the wound that is embedded. For a moment the heart feels tightly to drive away the weeds that are weighing.

"Basic of Fate!"

The tone is getting more and more anxious.

Heart cramps like bending back together merrily warm laughter both. Orange flowers bloom in a garden that is arid, beautiful carried by a blushing heart.

Memories are engraved on the horizon, a loving time, a warm time. A time full of love in joy and sorrow, all imagined in stalls and City Parks.

Tone increasingly close his cheeks on the cheeks of Fate, of course with a smile of his anxiety, like wanting to pour out all the flavors so long Himself pendam.

The friendly face of Fate can now again feel itself, still remain warm as before.

"Fate, what a miss!"

The tone as the palm of Fate touched on his cheek.

The middle hand touches the smooth cheek, becoming receded again.

"No...." Fate is like being aware of what He and Nada have just done.

The tone is also up.

Immediately released his draped hand on the neck of Fate.

Fate noticed the face of Nada who had sat back in front of him.

"Nothing Nada, I miss you too" he said slowly.

"But now there's a wall between us" he sighed softly.

"It's hard for us to climb back up."

Fate clasped Nada's hand on the table.

"May we understand each other" he said.

Tone just stared inwardly, smiling despite being seen in force.

Slowly nodded.

Fate let go of his fingers.

Seconds of the flashlight wall clock sounded from the silence of the back of silence. The white color of love re-folds on the mika-mika table is white, without the Vase of Flowers that adorn.

Dark love perch already in the dream of a late night, rigid between the walls of the hustle and bustle of the City buffer Capital.

Noisy love is only heard in a vacuum, without being able to re-spear on clean lips.

"Tone?"

The smile of Fate seeing the beautiful face in front of him was like contemplating far away.

Bumbling smiling tone.

"No, I just remember. If there is a folding ladder in the house, it might be used to climb the wall," he smiled.

Fate shook his head slowly.

"I'm serious" he said with a smile.

Tone of a small laugh.

"Tone, did you have a fight with Ronal?"

Fate rested his back on the chair, though He had thought of what had happened to Nada.

Look into the eyes with a twinkle of pilu back sticking out.

Fate took its breath. Shift a moment outside the store.

Why should He look back at Nada's moody face? he should have seen his happiness. When did he feel guilty? seeing the tone always hurts.

"Nada, having you was the most beautiful thing in my life."

Staring back at Nada.

"If you're with me, you're often hurt from things that I intentionally or unintentionally do...,"

" I'm sorry,"

"Now, I just want you to be like the Light."

"Like the Light."

Tone repeating the words Fate.

"It's like I'm looking for a house I left a long time ago,"

"House that makes me comfortable in it, full of joy and sorrow, in laughter and tears, yet full of love and affection,"

"I can't live in a new home, full of false hearts. Trying to love the whole thing, while I can never forget every yard and wall I like,"

"Fate, are you willing to live like that?"

Fate again sighed that felt heavy. Catching a clear well in the eye of Nada.

"All need the habit of Tone, gradually we will get used to the new atmosphere," he said with a small smile.

"Already Fate, I'm used to it, used to the feeling of being trapped in a burning fire, I don't feel at home Fate, I want to go home to me."

Tone rubbed the dripping grain.

"Your house is inhabited by Nada, you can not return," explained Fate.

"But it's my home Fate, my home!"

A sobbing tone covered the face on the table with a forehead on top to his two hands.

Tight already, narrow already felt the shop room, the sounding patter increasingly torturing the soul.

Perlahana bediri, approaching Nada, stroking slowly his head.

Feeling to hold the smooth thorn of a tormented mind.

"Your feelings aren't calm right now."

Tone immediately stood hugging Fate.

Fate held its breath. The thump in the heart is increasingly felt from the tightness of the hand on his neck, while the sobbing in the ear like thousands of bees that nag, so sick to hear the screams of the heart.

"I only love You Fate! only You are Fate!"

"Tone." lirih Nasib rubbed the back of Tone.

The shop is full of the patter of Tones, nothing is felt, nothing is heard. Only the body of Nada feels moving in sobs, only the sobs of Nada sound inner torment.

Fate closed his eyes.

Let tonight Nada pour out all her heart, let the tavern tonight full of scattering patters fill the floor of the heart.

Let if it all will calm the heart of the wounded.

Slowly open your eyes, warmly tasting your head over your ears.

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