ADINA & FATE

8. The fate! I'm kangen!

The lights that adorn the Ceiling of the House lit up every dark that was enveloping the heart, only the bright sparkling veins of love were now shining on it with longing that was raging in the chest.

The smile of longing was increasingly engraved with eye-to-eye, like looking for a figure of love that is now far away.

Adina leaned her head against the soft sofa. While the HP in his hand never escaped from his fingers.

Just a few days of being in his House was like different without the usual Fate accompanying him.

"Kangen!kangens!My fate is gone!"

Maybe that's the word he can only say in his heart. When I see his HP.

Outside, the night was getting late and quiet. Like the ringtone in HP that is not heard, for just a call or message that comes from Fate. It's like beating the drowsiness that exists.

Anxious will miss in the heart that made him call fate. But not picked up by him, not even the message he sent was reciprocated. And now just imagining his face is quite comforting.

Slowly close your eyes, feeling the disturbing palpation. He will not be able to fall asleep and be willing before Fate tells him.

If first before weaving love with Fate He closed his eyes to quickly fall asleep before longing to disturb the heart. But now, so dear it feels to pass the longing before washed into a flower in a smile that blooms, even though only through HP.

But until late fate has not given him any news.

The air from the heating of the runway that did not stop touching his skin, like a longing that flowed all over his body.

Adina shook her head by tightly hugging the sofa cushion.

This togetherness with the Fate of Diving makes a deep hole in the heart when not together, even if only for a few days. And now, waiting for news from loved ones it feels like waiting for the breaking of fast lemes!.

Adina stopped her head.

"Prophey! Be patient! Maybe a few more minutes?" the words in his heart comforted uneasily. While the ringing in the heart that only increasingly flashlight blaring, while the ringing in the grip of his fingers is never heard.

Dishonnya also began to slouch loose, as if through the roof ceiling of the house. Reopening sweet moments with Fate.

Love that has been woven together and framed firmly, has been displayed throughout the heart space and is so beautiful to always look at. Although in his room there was only one picture frame of Fate displayed near his bed.

Adina rubbed her face with both hands. Expelling anxiety that feels increasingly squeezing the heart, will miss who have not yet washed.

He had HP in his hands.

Grunted quietly to a corner of the room by also putting down his HP. Not usually Fate so long to return calls or messages from him. But now ....

His face immediately snapped. Quickly holding the glowing HP and ringing. Sounds cheerful, his smile is growing more and more happy.

A Name is on the HP screen.

His hand moved softly opening the message that he had been waiting for.

Adina, kangen or miss. I love you or I Miss you, is not the most beautiful word right now.

Adina reopened the incoming message. His lips keep smiling.

I want to be with you, now, tomorrow or later. It is the most beautiful word I feel right now.

"Haciiiiie!!"

Adina almost dropped the HP from her hand. The pleasure of a newly washed longing, suddenly disappears so that the shock is not a bitch.

Looking towards the sneezing sound that was intentionally made up.

"Bi-Bi! what the fuck?"" the case for Bi Narti.

"Nong Adina."

Adina melengos added annoyed.

"Why not use a cough or deheman?" Adina without seeing Bi Narti.

"calo it, it's common Non!"

Adina immediately looked back at Bi Narti.

"Wantas! What does Bi-Bi mean? Surprised everything?" ask by looking at HP again.

Bi Narti smiled.

"Bi-bi means good Non," he said sweetly.

"It's not like that Bi!" upset Adina.

"Elooh! it's not night!"

"Tau Bi!"

"Elooh! Yes, sleep Non!"

Adina glanced at Bi Narti.

"Next sick Non." Bi Narti plan.

"This ..." Adina showed her HP.

Bi Narti widened his lips.

"again read the medicinal properties of a disease!" adina explained.

Adina smilingly watched him. Then sighed his leg, looking back at the message in HP.

Love or love, is no longer this peace-making word.

His thumb rubbed the HP screen again. Open an unread message.

But healthy, is a word that can make this cool heart.

Adina smiled broadly, leaning her head back. Reopening the message.

Your video has I seen, if you regret going to the hills? I'm sorry, because Bukitku is not as friendly as the tall buildings in your city.

Adina chuckles at reading it, then reopens the message.

A day without you do you know? Like a hill without weeds, no exclamation! don't make itch!.

Adina laughs more and more by immediately pressing the HP screen slowly and stick tightly in the ear.

"Fate, I'm going up the hill again!" he said after his HP call in Fate lift.

"Seriously!" he said after hearing the voice of Fate respond.

Then smile to yourself.

"Kangen, Fate I miss," he said like spoiled by standing up. Slowly move to his room on the top floor.

His feet slowly climbed each step of the stairs.

"I'm afraid you've been there a long time?" clearly after hearing the voice of Fate respond. Pausing for a moment in the middle of the stairs, his lips increasingly smiled at the sound of a tiny speker in his ear.

"Oh, that's it" he said, climbing back up the stairs.

Keep slowly approaching the door. His face was also cheerful when he opened it.

A photo that is on a small table beside the bed, precisely under the lamp bed that is the cause.

With a little running He immediately threw his body into his soft mattress, of course by reaching for the Photo of Fate collapsed in his embrace.

His eyes sparkled staring at the space of the room with lights as his moon. His smile was starry in the chest, while the HP in the ears like a strong attachment can not be separated which is supporting the sound of love in a tight dream.

"No! I'm not asleep, I'm hugging your photo" answered the voice in her ear.

"What?" Adina seemed to hear less of the voice of Fate.

"Kan, did I just say? again kangen," he explained in response to Fate.

Suddenly laughs amusedly, looking at the photo in his deck.

"People are far away in the mountains! Can't be hugged!" Adina with back to the photo.

His laughter filled the room.

"Catalaaaa? It doesn't feel! but itchy kangen that now feels and bothers!" obviously respond again.

Then laugh again, like following the voice inside HP.

"Win! Don't play behind the house often! So follow the itch!" Adina still laughed.

His ears are still listening.

"Holy luck? Still missing! Since I've been waiting for your news, where have you been? clean-up kebon!" With a slightly pouted face.

His ears await the answer of fate.

"Reason! Time put HP, can you forget?" he said he did not believe what was heard in his ears.

"In my bag? how can?" Adina almost woke up.

Then the mangosteen listened. Looking back at the photo in his deck by sitting down, observing for a moment the face in the frame. While his lips say the word yes like the middle talk face to face.

Slowly put the photo of Fate back to where it was.

Slowly stand up and walk up to the tightly shut window. Wrapped him to the side, looking out the window. In the direction of the night sky while listening to a speech in the ear.

His smile again adorned the lips between his gaze that pierced through the pitch-black space with a sprinkling of beautiful little stars. Her pliers moved across the clear glass of the window pointing at a star that was the most luminous of them.

"Yes, I'm listening. And I'm sorry too? I was so lost to you that a lot of prejudice ran through my mind" he responded.

Adina smiled listening again.

"Fate, I'm thirsty" he said slowly. Biting his lips.

Adina laughed out loud. He had guessed what Fate had told him.

"I'm serious! So thirsty!" In between his laughter.

Warm longing feels bring laughter, as warm as the late night. The heart feels happy in the frenetic laughter and smiles adorn every word spoken.

The distance that separates now, not far when the heart is washing longing. All sweet memories are reflected in the eyes when the heart imagines the shadow of the beloved face.

And indeed, sometimes a short message alone is enough to treat the longing in the heart. Enough for lips do not feel heavy in a smile, as if there is a lover's face in front of the Eyes.

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