ADINA & FATE

43. Love Eruption.

Adina ran small, leaving Fate walking slowly behind her.

With an expanding smile slowly walked backwards staring at Fate, as if to invite him to catch up with her.

The fate of the smile turned his face away, as if rejecting an invitation of love in front of him.

Adina laughed at him.

Colorful Flowers in the Garden, fresh look welcoming warm Sun shining new.

A beautiful morning, as beautiful as its second step treads warmly on the memory lane when love has not long been lost.

Just to release the fatigue of the day in which both of them, struggling with the crumbs of mind and taste that make all the pain of taste and body.

"Fate! Gempurrrr!" exclaimed Adina, speeding her step back by opening both of her hands.

Fate immediately stopped his steps.

"Sorry! It's not a lover!" he almost laughed, seeing the woo on Adina's sweaty face.

Adina laughed, stopping by holding both her horns.

Observing the Fate that was beginning to approach him.

"Oohhhh! Don't be in a fight, too, call it up?" woe to the amused Fate, hearing the roar of Adina's breath.

"Last hug, is it hard for you to give?" sipu Adina stood upright, although her Breath was still hunting with sunlight that broke through the sidelines of the roadside leafy leaves.

Fate took its breath.

"Adina! Adina!" by grabbing Adina's hand to walk hand in hand.

Although the sipu is still blushing on his cheeks, Adina affectionately welcomes the fingers of Fate. Staring ashamed at the face of Fate.

Fate shook his head slowly.

Sweat swings that continue slowly as the cool breeze of the morning air, getting warmer in the rhythmic stride retraced straightforwardly in a cheerful smile The colorful Garden Flowers.

No two of them walk in the morning, have many young people who are also cool to enjoy the cool air of the morning.

Grain of indignation on the faces in the Garden, the father laughed in jest and ran away.

"Fate, maybe the road on the Hill is more draining of sweat, but really cooler there," said Adina played the fingers of Fate.

Fate smiled. Staring at the pias of the face beside him, like wanting to remember the pias of the face where when walking together on the Hill.

"There is a beautiful and cool, in addition to the natural nature of Adina, although this Park is also made as natural," he said.

Adina smiled, observing the whole beautiful garden.

"But your love and your love are not natural!" chirps when you see a pair of young people playing Swing.

Fate again smiled at his steps, between his fingers in a tight grip.

"It's been contaminated with city women like you" he said.

Adina instantly pulled the hand of Fate annoyed.

Laughing fate restrained his almost driven body.

Adina frowned, but her fingers still held the fingers of Fate.

"I know something else, why do you want to come back?"

Fate closed her lips by stopping, staring fixedly at Adina's face.

"Yes!" Adina answered the look of Fate.

Fate again walked by still staring at Adina.

"Because of your past love, right?"

"Is that Adina's basic feeling? suspicious of our love that's over?" ask slowly.

Adina smiled broadly.

"It seems hard to forget the first love of Fate, don't you deny it?"

"I don't deny it, but everything is not like the first time," Fate plan.

"My life and his life are different" he continued.

"Who knows, right?" Adina is like ketus.

" Some know, if our love has been buried for a long time in the bowels of the Hill." Fate Reply.

"The mountain can spit out its stomach at any time!" Adina looked into the garden.

"But the Hill, is not Mount Adina."

"Everything that is stored in the heart, will erupt again at a time we did not expect!" Sewot Adina releases the fingers of Fate.

"Does that happen with love that is no longer melava?" Fate looked at the face that had just turned away from his gaze.

Adina lowered her face slowly.

"Love will always have Fate, even if it has been fossilized even once, unless there is hatred in it," Adina's plan was like a whisper.

Fate smiled slightly, rubbing Adina's sweaty forehead softly.

"Do I hate you Adina?"

Adina looked into Fate's eyes, then shook her head in a smile. A sense of urgency teased as the fingers of Fate rubbed back his forehead. He knew Fate was disappointed with everything He had covered, about Light and Tone. He knew Fate was only uncomfortable with the relationship he had with him, at a time when Fate had thought all about Light and Tone had ended well.

"If our love will only fossilize, let our hearts rediscover, over time .. as you just said Adina," Smile of Fate.

"But right now, let me go back to finish it all, to calm my heart and mind." Fate clasped Adina's shoulders to walk.

Adina just silently followed by paying attention.

Fate smiled more and more, raising his gaze towards the front.

"Although there is nothing to be done, because everything has happened. But all is like a wedge in my heart Adina." Fate without seeing Adina.

"If we're gonna see each other again, I don't know? can the hill erupt, as you say?" Fate releases his grip.

Adina smiled broadly, pinching Fate's cheek.

"Hopefully the eruption is bigger than the previous one," Pseudo Adina chuckled.

Then pitting friendly, when Fate changed to pinch both cheeks.

Laughter steps back engraved on the sidelines of the heart crisis that is imprisoned by the thorns of love. Flapping the wings of a joke that was once able to decorate the sky with beautiful feathers of love.

The bright hue will be the morning that is increasingly displaced Mentari, producing a hue of love that is held back by unwanted circumstances.

If it is time to return to the side, let love and long to be united again in the throne of the heart, and if all will only be an ash in memory, let in the breeze of happiness in each path.

The sweaty hue of the two is like carving the sides of the Garden with a cheerful sheen, as if the day that has passed has been forgotten, as if love still inhabits the depths of intimacy so closely intertwined.

The spies in the Garden were only able to surmise that they were lovers who were chatting sweetly in the ripple of heart.

Be careful who was staring also smiling accompanied the laughter of a joke that ran small around the Park. Like wanting to compete in the happiness of the heart.

The flowers in between the neat green grass are arranged, like a fragrant fence of love. Fencing the cheerful heart to remain in the peaceful circle of love.

The sound of the roar of the vehicle engine on the edges of the Park was like a disgrace hindered by the roar of the roar of the heart, when the eyes had to look at each other again, when the fingers had to be back tightly bound in the fingers dear. But now as the wall that stretches back blocking the two hearts that are combined, must again stand foreign on each side of the wall.

Only longs may be able to climb the wall when the heart paints the face that returns will separate.

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