Adolescence
Episode 25's
...You And I Are the Same As Us...
The sound of the breeze, accompanied by the sound of birds chirping, as a shady tree leads me to coolness and happiness, too, not because I was able to forget for a moment my troubles but because I was happy to meet my cousin Raisa.
"Long time I didn't see you was big Sa!" Say
"You're also higher!" Answer
"I did not nyampe" he said lirih
The light of the sun came up to me with a big smile I stepped.
"Where are you going?" Ask my mama
"You want school street ma?" Plain Aryan words
"You want to go to school and not have breakfast first?" Answer my mama
"Long time will not be hunted!" Say
"Just bring supplies!" Reveal my mama
"I'm like a kind of kid, I'm ashamed!" Answer Arya
"Ywdh with papa ajah!" Papaku
"No, papa is not in the same direction as me!" Aryan
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Have you ever been in a relationship with someone who just wants to be heard, but never wants to hear you? The same thing he did, you don't have a chance for stories, because he will always want your problems with his problems. Have you ever been close to someone like that? It's kind of like this: "yes I love you, but the more here this relationship just makes me feel alone."
Distance can sometimes make a stranger, making a person distrustful of the power of love. The same cross you are, but you have not found a figure of His choice.
For me life is always black and white, happiness will always be directly proportional to sadness. We're just waiting for the time to take turns, aren't we?
And so with silence.
Today feels crowded, maybe tomorrow we will dialogue again with solitude.
Although in the crowd I still feel lonely, somehow lonely I feel without someone who can accompany me in this solitude, it does not feel like I have gone further and further I walk alone. My egoist feels that if I just complain without trying, somehow my pen scratches to the point where the black ink that I write on white paper has run out, inexplicably, everything I write corresponds to the journey of life in which the crying heart tells of every journey of the soft heart, although the time spoke in a soft tone while accompanied by the piano which continued to sound with melodunya like a melody that struck the heart. The clock's needle kept ticking towards the infinite axis with a full turn I kept asking myself, today whether it will be better than the days before or it will even give me a flurry of money actually leads me to the fear of starting a change.
He has been hurt many times, has been ignored many times his feelings, but still wants to love the same person. Yeah how is it?. Sometimes, we do not know what kind of future we will have, but we can still work on it.
At that time, when I was walking in a hallway without me realizing it was like someone was following my footsteps, but when I looked back there was no one.
"Hmmm, is someone following me?" I said in my heart
Shhsttttt...
My spirit heard the wind, the wind that gave me goosebumps and made me cringe in fear.
"Well, I'm standing up" he said
When I look back again...
(Look) right... Leftist
"There's nobody" he said
"This is the street why it's so haunted!" His words in the heart
Suddenly I heard someone calling my name..
"Aryan!!!" Call him from a distance
"Someone called my name!" Reveal it
"But his voice....." Said while trembling
Suddenly someone patted me on the shoulder...
"Wooy!!" Say
"Akhhhhhh, run!!!" Arya said while running in fear
"Why is he?" Ask Rian
"Why is Lo's face bent?" Ask
"Why not!" Answer
"Most because of girls" said another
"Apaan the hell Lo go nimbrung ajah!" Answer
Suddenly in the distance there was Arya who was running scared, and approached her friends.
"Why are you?" Ask the others
"You're kayaking after the demons" he replied
Uhhhhhmm...
I can only pant and stammer, even want a long story takes time.
"So in the middle of the street that aisle, suddenly someone called me and he also patted my shoulder...." The story is long
And from a distance suddenly Rian came.
"What the hell Lo Ya, I call nyaut nyaut" he said
"Well, what's Rian Lo doing?" Ask
"So that was elo?" Ask Arya
"It's ghost time!" Rian
Rian and Arya are indeed one class plus the two are also friendly although sometimes they always fight only when they meet. Arya's innocent and innocent nature makes him a material to joke his friends, while Rian who is the most famous ignorant even has a lot of fans among girls, while Rian, even so, Rian only has one girl, Ara.
"Btw pesenin me noodles gaul dong!" Rian
"Lo ajah!" Aryan
"Elo dong is the one who treats me" replied Rian
"What the hell Lo, ywdh I pesenin, but I wrote Lo owed me yes" replied Arya
"Byeah!" Rian
Let it be that among his other friends only Rian ajah who seems cool but unfortunately he has no money. While in the dictionary Arya there is no word of friend for him debt yes remain debt.
"His ice mom owes me first!" Rian
"What the hell are you who just haven't been paid!" Said Bu cantina
Rian, always wanted to exist but unfortunately the pockets are hollow. The motorbike he used was a motorbike from his father's workshop that he used to go to school, while if he had gone home from school sometimes his father did not know that the motorbike in the workshop that used was him.
"This is why there are berets gini feeling already in tidyin" he said
"Di!" Call Rian's father to his employees
"Yes sir!" Answer
"This is whose motorcycle is make?" Ask
"Hmmm" he can only be hemmed in and pretend not to know because it's been bribed with Rian
"Anu sir!" Answer stammering
"Anu Anu what?" Said his father Rian
"Definitely Rian who makes?" Ask
Every time Rian always changed Gonta motorbike but not his motorbike but owned by a customer in his father's motorcycle workshop, as a result Rian was furious with his father.
"You this how the hell, already ....." Rian's dad was angry but I skipped.
The feeling we thought was gone was still there, there was only a word between me and him, the picture I still keep but I don't display only taru in my closet and I put it in the deepest part, it's also rarely touched. He is different not like Raisa who I knew before, only his height is still the same, he said, people say that any love can happen but this is different just a sudden taste of a sticky then he went somewhere. Like Dejavu he keeps coming he goes then comes back, a feeling that is stored with warmth of affection but many things also that make it special.
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