Branching Love

Not Want to Split

From a distance in the darkness of the night under the moonlight, I stole a glance at my beloved heart, he was so handsome, his aura of authority was so extraordinary I was enchanted by his beauty, I was also amazed at him but very dear, I couldn't have him.

Albert realized, if Risda often steal a look at him even though there is no word of conversation that occurs between them. "Why" asked Albert without turning his eyes straight on the road in front of him.

"What" asked Risda while looking at Albert. Albert also saw Risda. One rebellious soul says you are mine while another soul says you are who I am.

Just a few seconds of mutual gaze that occurred between Albert and Risda then they both looked at the straight path of their respective views.

"Don't steal such a view" said Albert then who was not comfortable with Risda who always stole the view, not only this time even every time there was a meeting despite being far apart Risda was always stealing a glance.

"Is that a criminal act?" risda asked with her deadly gaze staring at Albert annoyed.

Albert caught a glimpse of the look on Risda's face that looked unsightly. Albert silently did not answer and looked back at the street in front of him because of the danger of ignoring the streets because Albert was riding a motorcycle even though with the help of a push to push his feet from Risda still had to pay attention to the streets.

From the dark distance of the night, only the illumination of the lights illuminates our path dear. I don't want to separate from you. Ten minutes had passed but it felt like only a second had I spent with you. The goal is in sight now is the time for us to separate again.

"Sir" call Risda "that's the gas station".

"Alhamdulillah. Yes, there it is" replied Albert who felt bad for Risda who had pushed the train very far.

Risda continued pushing or rejecting the carriage with her feet. Risda refused Albert's carriage resting on his left leg which Risda kept riding and riding his own carriage. Risda kept pushing Albert's train until the queue of people queued for gasoline. After that Risda passed away just leaving Albert in the queue. And did not forget also Albert said a word of thanks to Risda who had helped him.

Risda simply replied to Albert's thanks with a sincere smile and a nod of his head.

Elsewhere in Risda's house, Nur is very agitated because Risda went from morning without knowing where Risda went while Irsyad and others have returned from earlier.

"Assalamualaikum, ma" said greeting Irsyad who just returned home at the time of prayer magrib almost replaced with prayer insya.

"Walaikumsalam" answered Nur without turning his eyes on his mobile phone calling Bintang and Rita, who knows Risda with them. "Brother you where Ir".

"Not knowing how to" take off the shoes "so my sister went to practice".

"The stadium is empty".

"You know, the stadium is empty".

"The star checked it there".

"Ma" call Irsyad.

"Sister, there are no other friends besides Bintang's brother and Rita's brother".

"Nothing".

"O" Irsyad rounded his mouth a sign of understanding. "Patience ma, at least ten o'clock brother will also come home" passed away leaving Nur who was still anxious and went into the room to clean his body that felt sticky.

After Irsyad's departure, Adi came out of his room to see Nur who was pacing back and forth and asked "why ma?"

"Your sister hasn't come home yet. From wherever you are" Nur's statements and questions to Adi because Nur had not seen Adi since.

"Irsyad has come home" confused Adi just saw Irsyad crossing him.

"That child's grown out of the room, even now out of the house. Has not returned home, but it has been this night" said Lirih Adi.

Plakk. One slap landed on Adi yan's shoulder was done by Nur although Adi did not feel any pain at all but Adi pretended to complain of pain. "Mama called Risda" Adi said later.

"That" pointed Nur at the flat object Risda had intentionally left behind. Yes, Risda every go the stadium never carry a cellphone, he will only carry a wallet.

"Ahm. Mama calm yes, around ten o'clock Risda will also definitely go home" said a tranquilizer from Adi although Adi himself is not sure because Risda is a type of home child, who rarely go out of the house if there are no special needs, not infrequently even almost never.

Risda rode his favorite big motorcycle casually towards not knowing where. Half an hour passed. Risda's stomach demanded to be filled immediately, finally Risda chose to stop at the nearest ready-to-eat restaurant.

Risda ate voraciously alone while watching the cars and trains running around. After ready to eat Risda, Risda did not go home immediately even more intensely to pay attention to cars and motorcycles that continue to run along with their respective goals.

Road two grooves, opposite direction left and right. Vehicles and motorbikes run on the same road but with different directions.

Looks can manipulate curiosity while beauty and sincerity are always expected. Try to be wooed to the uncertain, try to expect something impossible to have.

Time can carve my beautiful memories with you as it happened between us earlier will certainly be my history with you that I will always remember my love.

Risda looked at the streets without blinking, enjoying the wind of vehicle pollution that kept blowing, Risda did not care about it all.

Seconds clanking, time passed, the clock kept turning, as it rotated in tune with what it should. Risda sat quietly in front of the restaurant in a careless hustle of vehicles but suddenly the sound of a tronton car horn passing in front of him was deliberately pressed to surprise Risda.

Pom pom Pom.

"Astaqfirullah" surprised Risda.

The carnet from the car poked half its head out the window and shouted "dadn't daydream, your handsome brother is taken by people".

Risda just exhaled her rough hint of annoyance at the joke and rolled her eyes lazily and then Risda got up towards the cashier to pay for the food she had eaten.

After paying, Risda saw a beautifully circular watch clock on her wrist. Risda's eyeballs seemed to jump out looking at the number shown by the hand on his watch.

"Ten o'clock exactly" said Risda.

Late home is not Risda's habit. Go home late, leave the house only rarely except campus or training or training.

Risda's shock was very visible this time but only a glance later Risda neutralized the look back on her face in normal mode which is flat.

"Take Risda at ease" Risda told herself to calm down.

Risda has been out of the restaurant is now heading to the parking lot of the motorbike.

The rough-sounding sigh from Risda realized his position now from home was quite far away, an hour away with a normal speed.

Brum brum. The sound of the Risda train engine.

risda's face was engraved with a sweet smile covered in helmet glass.

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