Aryana Hanna
Love
Hear me. Here I wait for you love comes to me, sitting and hugging my knees
The love! You are the port of my heart. So where the feeling of longing is always tethered in the mind of the mind of your heart
I kissed your forehead long enough, expressing my heart how much I love you
Never take your eyes off me. Don't turn your back on me, love
Break your body for a moment if you feel tired, just assume there are only two of us on the edge of this dock. Love is blind. Love
(Signed January 14, 2020)
What should I say?
Here I look at the behavior, tired. Money and possessions are all that matter
The water and the ground are never seen!
What is your wish? I asked!
You drive a Gundam around the world
He rode a camel in the arid field
I play tickling cats with chicken feathers
They're in the sky riding hawks
A pair of Adidas shoes are waiting to be picked up
A pile of mossy grass was eaten by rain and scorching heat
A piece of mackerel salted fish head lay on top of a banana leaf
cloud clumps blaring, lightning licking licks, wind storms lurking behind spills
They played shuffling the paper in a glass inscribed with the names of each
Got a gift of a gemstone
He was pushed into the iron bars caught trying to cut Menjangan horn
Grandpa and Grandma were accused of stealing a pinch of sap in a rubber field
It was as if all were blind and deaf, mute without a single stuttering voice
Fate is always not good. Money and possessions are all that matter
(Signs January 17, 2020)
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Diaries. Hana Aryana's,
Friday 17 January 2020
Her hair is straight black, she likes short shaving, her face is handsome and her smile is sweet as sweet as a confectionery. she likes to wear long levis jerseys and pants
"Sister! Adek kangen's"
Had our meeting been longer, I might never have forgotten about him, a boy whose face was pale in a flower of sleep
I felt that the sleeping flower was not a dream but a proof of the fact that she was indeed in the world with me. I loved her since I was a child because she was my first and last love. Where I always promised him to wait for him to come pick me up and we'd live together under one roof
gathered together in the company of our new family who will soon come to meet us, calling us as Father and Mother.
He promised never to break his promise. He promised never to forget me even if I forgot him and he promised to come to see me when I was fully ready to accept his presence in my life. Living together forever without any restrictions or mass
Stupid me this. After 8 years passed and I accidentally met again with a man who looked like him, then the memories came back I could complain. Remembering about her, the memories of Big Brother that always come every night on my sleeping flowers
When I was 16, It is possible that my meeting with Setyo has been arranged and determine the path that I must take or the path that Setyo must take for us to be able to meet each other again in the real world and not flowers the pseudo sleep
*I love you and will continue like this or that. About love
I always wish that everything was not a fantasy, hoping that our story was a reality
Memories between us are the most beautiful gifts where the rope bond promise we will not be tenuous inedible by the masses
Don't forget about our conversation together when we were playing a joke
Brother chased me and I fell because I didn't look forward. The brother said "Daddy don't run away later" and sure enough I fell because of the semblance of flip-flops that I never left behind. I looked back, at Brother. thinking "Why Brother doesn't wear sandals"
Brother ran hastily towards me crying from feeling sore on the knee of the leg, bleeding. Brother blew the wound so as not to hurt anymore, then carried me in his waiting. He is my superhero and will stay that way
Brother said "Udah gih Adek do not cry again later it will be more ugly. Don't cry" and I just nod as a sign that I'm going to stop crying. She smiled and offered to have me carried by her. We were sitting on the lawn, there Brother chatted about so many things that I couldn't remember all the details of the story he told me
I smiled and she did not escape rubbing my cheek that was still alkaline because of tears
Very beautiful memories
If only we had never met, I might not be as strong now, nor as fresh as now. Every time I felt weak as well as desperate, for some reason she was always present back in my sleeping flowers with a sour face and a feeling of disappointment. Disappointed because I became a weak girl and complained a lot
He doesn't like it when I fight what he says, Big Brother advances his lips "Silver, Big Brother doesn't like naughty Grandpa. Adek already promised Sister will not be naughty, why adek bo'ong?" I shed a tear falling slipping in the corner of the eyes "Sister, Adek not naughty. Adek did not do anything"
That's how he is strong and firm behind his beautiful face and tall body.
What I like most about him is the shape of his face, body and body and straight hair, and the warm and gentle nature he gave me
I have long since recalled the story of sleeping flowers that always accompany, where we were confined in the room and time. The boundary between life and death
Without me realizing it was possible that I was called to him, pulling him back so that he could survive what he was going through at that time. About the memories I once forgot
I never wanted to lock my long straight hair and she never said anything against it or felt uncomfortable
I always wear oversized sweatshirts and cloth pants on my knees not left behind a pair of flip-flops. Strangely my face was so bright and healthy that whenever I looked at her it was always a pale white "Are you sick?" I murmured in my heart
I looked at him and he always replied with a thinly-lipped smile without a word of soothing to me full of curiosity. In silence I dared to ask "So, don't you wear sandals? Adek wear sandals" of course back he replied with a soft smile on his thin lips then they wanted to kiss my cheeks lovingly but the cessation of that desire "About a kiss of Love*"
