AmiKas

first day

We were together on the first day, because

We're in a coma room

Unpressed by coma

And, not separated by a dot.

First we start

The morning warmly accompanied

Our first day

May it go beautifully.

...

Amis

Morning has stopped the number nine, I was in the nursing home love since the hour hand occupies the number eight fitting, a quiet house can not hold me to comfort when the sun is still waking his eyes.

Since then, I was busy with my mirrorless pink, capturing this rare moment, after all I never went to the nursing home because my grandparents had not breathed since I sat on the bench two Elementary School. The moment of the counter when will be remembered, there are just a pair of grandparents who are together to feed each other, there are those who play alone, there are even grandfathers who are separated, held by cold bars can not speak. In the middle of twisting the clock seconds hand on my hand, I have not seen Raka's nose coming, yet,

"Hi, Ami"

His voice landed right in my ear, strawberry ice cream he showed me in front of my eyes. I made him half surprised, he laughed coldly at me.

Again, I really feel a similarity to someone who doesn't know who.

"Rakaa Iiih"

The first day, the red one was just my cheek, a smile arrived landed on my lips. I calmly looked into his eyes, I always liked the harmony of the two,

"Now, I'm sorry I made you wait so long"

Whatisthis? Just as an apology or indeed his attitude as the real Raka like this, everyone?. Never mind, try to rest for a moment.

"I'm raka, open laka"

There's a knife cut that just feels like it, don't know why. I don't even like it, I hate other things.

Hate small things that are trivial but there will be no big name without small. It's not about me, but it's about God knowing what's best for me.

…

Rabbet

Mother's cooking is super delicious, it makes me amesia with my promise with Ami at nine this morning. Now thirty minutes began to walk to the number twelve, while the distance between my home and the nursing home was quite far.

I arrived at nine past twelve and stopped at three. I'm afraid Ami has grown tired of waiting, because he said, he's been in the nursing home since the short needle tepati number eight. I've recognized him from behind, it seems he is capturing moments with mirrorless pink.

Two little boys were chasing me and passing me with ice cream, without me thinking for a long time, I got closer to the ice cream car, I ordered chocolate for me, and strawberry for Ami.

I stood behind him, thrusting my hand holding the strawberry ice cream right with his eyes. He was silent, maybe he was afraid, who was behind him. I put myself right in front of him. Just silence he revealed, I tried to find this ice-melter, I teased him with strawberry ice cream that he couldn't resist, because of his favorite strawberry,

"Come,,Raka"

There was one wrong and less obvious I heard, he was not good at pronouncing the letter "R", but why he looked appropriate, even suitable, there was no ugliness that I deserved to chant. There was an uncomfortable awkwardness he felt.

"I'm raka, not laka"

It seems like instincts scorned me and reason did not accept the instantaneous change in his expression that could not be lied to.

I laughed, after all, it was just my curiosity. I know he doesn't like this kind of joke, I just want to know how he replies. But seeing it like this, I can feel it.

…

Amis

I looked around the field, I heard no sound of his breathing at all, suddenly from the opposite direction to my eyes, he put a bottle of cold drink on my cheek. He showed all his teeth right in front of my face. My hand turned his face through his red cheeks.

"You are more than God has given you"

I remained silent, his words which meant justifying the thought of the first speech, his voice was smooth knocking on the door of the heart that had been closed because it was almost stuttered. I began to feel relieved, and tried like nothing had happened.

"Yes, where's your pinky? I promise I won't do the same, and I'll protect you from that".

I saw her beside me, her little pinky was standing from earlier she promised, I drowned in her two clear mouths with confidence, staring at the beautiful twilight in the arch of her lips. Without thinking for long, I curled my little finger with his little finger. Two weapons are engraved on the vows of true loyalty.

"Then let's get started"

His spirit pulled my body to his feet. And without me noticing, his hand clasped my hand, pulling my body towards my first destination and he towards this place.

Raka said, he and I have obtained permission from the owner of this nursing home, wherever Raka and I live. Until finally, Raka's legs stopped and her hands relaxed her grip, she looked head to the right, right in front of my black bars and Raka stood up. Inside these bars is the life of a disturbed old man\, not a madman. But he was silent as if thinking of something he could not forgive.

"You feel it?"

I nodded Raka's question. And with the same steps, Raka and I approached the bars and held onto them. The old man inside brought himself closer to me and Raka. Calmly Raka asked

"Why you?"

The man's eyes immediately bowed his head, like a fear of sin, but why? How scared was he of sin? God is forgiving for those who want to improve. He turned his back on me with Raka . Raka's hand immediately clasped my hand back, now tighter, I noticed it, she returned my gaze and

"Here, later"

…

Rabbet

My jahil started to go crazy, I put ice cream on his nose, without waiting for a long time, he chased me where my legs had run away, just ten minutes before, he said, he was already holding himself up and waving the sign of giving up. I did not go straight to him, I looked for a cold bottled drink, when I was about to go to him, again\again I put a cold bottle on his cheek, but he immediately grabbed and drank it. the woman was like that, plus she made my cheek red, for turning my eyes away by turning my face through my cheek. I remember explaining the words earlier. Not yet she replied, I put my little finger up for a sign of promise not to do the same, and will keep it from that. Finally his eyes were shaded on the edge of my face, he needed his pinky with my pinky. Without taking a long time, I stood up to start and she quickly stood up. I ran around the nursing home, without me noticing I was holding her hand as I ran.

Ami and I entered the dark room from the sunlight, cold to the skin. Right in the middle of the room I and Ami stopped pacing, I turned my head to the right, right black bars stood up, separating 2 souls with 1 life. I asked about Ami's feelings about this one

"There was something he wanted to say, but he broke it down with the help of bars that held him back from finishing the point of his own cause"

Ami just kept quiet and continued to explore a pair of male estuaries inside. I close my body to the bars, Ami followed the steps, without disbelief, the old man in coming closer to me and Ami. I spontaneously asked him why. But he just put me back on my back with Raka.

Ami is still silent. Looks like he was still carried away by the old man's mouth earlier, I nudged my body into his body. He whined in pain but still he couldn't lie about what it was like to hold back. I still have to take her home from this chaotic atmosphere. I'm worried about Ami.

"Maybe, today is enough to get here"

He remained silent, unanswered, until he finally came to his senses by the sound of a yellow car horn. I was just about to offer myself a ride home. Maybe it's not the time. And he disappeared eaten by a car.

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Amis

Raka was lost to which corner of the world, just now I wanted to say "meet you tomorrow", so my heart was the one who delivered it.

On the way home, my amygdala played Raka's voice radio earlier

"I've been, you must have been carried away, but don't be carried away, I don't want you to be carried away, I'm afraid you're disappearing"

I see, what does that string of voices chanting memories for me mean. Along the way I thought about every point that ended but has not been settled already given a titikan.

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Rabbet

Just as I was about to get into the car, I saw Ami was entering his yellow car. God has always given way to his sincere servant. I immediately got out of the parking lot and followed her from behind. For some reason, ever since he refused me to pick him up I've always been looking for a way to know where Ami's house is, but I told you God trusted Ami to me, and right on the right, right, ami's car entered through a fence opened by the security guard and his house was a Turkish nuance. Enough of my goals were met, I turned the car around, left my future home.