Adolescence

Episode 52

...Good News...

"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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Conspiracy theories begin when the moon meets the night, then they greet behind the distance while waiting for the dawn to come even though the actual time of dawn is very long and also time-consuming, then the moon was forced to wait for the coming of the sun but when dawn broke, the moon dimmed and unable to greet the sun. The story is almost the same as you and I who could not possibly meet because of the many obstacles and also obstacles, coupled with the calculation of the time where the fact states that the moon and sun are different, the sun only exists in the morning and also in the afternoon while the moon only exists at night. Just like me and you who can't possibly be together because you are you and I'm just someone who waits behind the distance saying "already, you may already be with another" I can only what? I'm just someone who bows me while holding on and can't stand back even if I fall.

Only silence cares for despair, and only the weird fight against longing because this heart may not be yours nor am I someone worthy of you, thank you for loving the most beautiful memories even though we are just two people who do not like to say hello to each other. Nature sometimes greets me with the sweep of the season wrapped with the sky that smiles sweetly at me, like the melody of spring sometimes he seduces me with melodies and melodious tones. But I didn't realize I was just shaking unconscious, thinking, stroking my chest "may I see the sun tomorrow morning" then when I woke up in a quiet place with my mind floating I always cursed myself because I was unable to change the course of my life.

I just realized that love sometimes torments you, with a spoiled seduction it comes then it goes back like a butterfly wooing a flower then it plucks a memory behind beauty. I'm grateful that even so I'm not that easy to string words together, I'm used to pretending to smile even though I'm actually lying to myself with a million things I'm trying to avoid. Behind the distance I chose to remain loyal to myself by trying to bury every memory I had ever experienced deeply, even though I was not someone that strong to be able to stand still. In the silence of the night I whispered and told the moon "quiet, I do not want to be alone. Every problem occurs and approaches me constantly like a perfect metamorphosis, but my imagination is not in line with reality" in my heart I could only curse myself even though I realized I was just a cowardly fool and always avoided it.

"What is the difference between me and a raindrop, he came in with a drip and then went inundated with a greeting that left nothing but a wound"

"Whoa, that's a guy who was in the park, right?" Ara asked in her mind while recalling the events of the past

"You why Ra?" Ask Raisa

"Hmm, no problem" he replied in a soft tone

"Like someone's covered up Ara?" Raisa asked in her mind

I'm in a dilemma, actually, if I tell you about it then my friends will know that I am close to Rian and meanwhile Rian is a popular boy in school if I get caught close to him then my school friends will be scolding me again.

"Why were you two together?" Fanya asked to divert our conversation that was in the mind

"Eh, yin..." Ara and Raisa were suddenly talking together

"Well so .." said Fanya confusion

The road is long but does not mean like a freeway, freeway, everything seemed full of delusions that made me fall asleep maybe because from the beginning I had never been aware of my feelings for him that I had only kept in my heart, even though in the distance I am only as a fitness character who just passing by or maybe just as a diversion storyline or drama scenario. Though the sketches that have been made by the director clearly gradually brought me to the main character.

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.

A journey of life when you try to forget every past that has happened but what you experience is when you see the figure of the person in front of your eyes turns out to be nothing but is a different person than you know.

I'm not an option, but I can't choose either. It's not fair to me, but it's crossed every line in my life. I'm trying to forget every single thing in my life, I can only try to forget every single problem in my life.

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