AL And EL

Fifth Wonder

"Mistakes now come from yourself"

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Unbelievably, after a two-hour gig without stopping, Al's voice was still perfect. He looked around. Almost surprised when his eyes met with the iris of El's eyes.

He immediately put down the guitar, and walked over to El's seat. The man did not seem to know that the person who had been singing was Al, the dead woman he had stayed away from. El had finished the book, put it in the bag and stood up.

Not yet able to move, hands in strangled Al, the woman smiled.

"Deliver" he said

Al shook his head, showing a neat row of teeth. Not wanting to move even a little, it was good, he died chasing after El, and El asked him to leave.

"El here watch Al sing?" tanyanya full of enthusiasm.

El brushed off Al's hand, draped the bag over to his shoulder and walked out of the cafe. Al runs around stretching out his arms to stop El from leaving.

"You want what the hell?" el's voice was up, sounding unfriendly.

"You Al, El can't avoid Al" was the first sentence he spoke to his heart.

Even so, the unfriendly gaze continued to linger on El's face. The man clucked, took a breath and prepared to nag.

"And I have never obeyed the will of others"

He got rid of Al's body, the girl was in a daze. With his strength he marched ahead of El, stretched out his arms and ruffled his waist.

"El think, Al want to obey El's will?"

"What did I ever ask you for, Elo?"

"Begging Al to chase after El" he said shamelessly.

"Basic crazy chick"

El was about to pass, but again the woman's hand stretch made El's step stop.

"Al likes the same El" is the longest sentence ever uttered by Al.

He's not ashamed. What to be ashamed of, he just loves El.

The man was not surprised, nor happy. Put the hand in the pocket, and step forward, thinning the distance of the two.

"Gue's not interested in girls like elo"

He went, went faster. Al just nailed. El's sentence didn't disappoint him, he was sure El would like it. Although it takes a long time. Buru rush into the cafe, take a bag, guitar and come out without carrying a gig wage.

Al ran, half dead chasing the man who was no longer seen. If not wrong El often to the narrow alley. Al's destination is a narrow alley not far from the cafe.

Being in a narrow alley with minimal lighting, Al just continued to step even though his legs felt doubtful. This alley is potentially bad enough for him, maybe where the mafia gathers, where the jerks are here.

The frenzied sound of the building made a stop, this was an old building that Al had never been to. Although not sure. I think there are a lot of people inside. Is El there?

Al intends to leave, but he does not, he wants to find El.

Al pulled out the phone, turned on the flashlight and stepped slowly. There is only the nape of the neck of an old kerosene container, weathered wood, dusty ground floor, a nest of profit. I think he doubted that El was here, in a dark, dusty place. After all, there are people in buildings this old

Al turned a step, but a light that instantly made his step turned back. He saw a light from behind the door that was not too far away. Al stepped forward not feeling afraid at all. When he opened the door, he made a notch, a boxing ring on the other end. Hustle and bustle of the audience and a bright light.

Al put the guitar on his feet. Sit by looking around. What makes him sure that this place is not bad is, the number of women who also see the match with enthusiastic faces.

Al stared at the ring, where the man was. The cold-faced man, who several times was always angry at him. He is in the ring, giving a kick to the opponent until the opponent falls.

Al gaping, stood up and then shouted loudly. Very loud, Al is a singer, although in fact his voice can still be lost in the hustle and bustle of the audience.

"Ellllllllllllll"

Bughh

Elter fell down, wiping the blood flowing in his lips, got up and returned the opponent's fist. The match was finished after thirty minutes of Al shouting. He walked out of the ring, without wearing any clothes. Stepping towards the audience, looking at Al's smiling face brightly. Pull Al's arm and take the girl away.

He almost threw Al's body on the floor, if Al didn't balance his body. The dark room where Al first came.

"Sick El" Al protest did not accept

"Kalo elo know sick why you keep following me?" el's voice echoed.

"Al was just wondering why El always comes to this alley"

Al's face turned sad, not too noticeable. The lack of lighting makes El not know that Al almost cried.

"Gue ask, stay away from me" he snapped

"But Al likes El"

"We only know a day, and you have dared to dare to talk to me about love"

El stepped forward. Pushing Al's chest until the girl hit the wall. Pretty painful for Al's fragile back.

"Don't like Al?"

Al tried to pull a smile. Even though it's hard.

"No, and I will never like it!!!"

"What if El doesn't like Al?"

"It's none of my business"

El leaves, before leaving he approaches Al's ear, whispering the sentence that made Al's world almost collapse

"Don't follow me again. I'm not afraid to report to the police"

He left, went away from Al who was sculpting. Trying to give her strength again. It was just El's first refusal.

"Father, a thousand times El nolak Al, Al will still like El"