Can I Lose You's?

Chapter 1_Our Meeting

    “Tiaa you so go home with no?!” said my good friend who we were once hostile until the end of last season. “Ehhh yes-yes, huh basic ga sabaran really so people!” reply me with a slightly angry tone.

    (Tringg.. school bell sound).

    “Ehh you know ga Tia? Yesterday nihh the Kevin, he said that he would take me to the beach next month.” He said with a slight smile.

    “So, he'll pick me up with his new car that he brought to school yesterday!” Add it with fingers that began to show hope and a face that began to not be able to stem the pleasure.

    (Walking through the lotto outside the school)

    The four of us, initially only limited to people who can not say their names to each other in front of the class. But that changed our storyline. We who were originally cold did not want to say hello, became one that could not be separated. I too, who only bermental paddy, became as big as stone pebbles because of the actions of those who have always been a shield for me to overcome my fear of the passage of time.

    Two more people, Ela and Zahra? They are studying in the pipus, because his life is always filled with learning ala-ala the son of a professor majoring in S4. As for me and Riska, just to do the test and forget everything tomorrow.

    I also do not know anymore how my friend this one, the neneng Riska who was originally silent like do not understand what love is or even do not understand what the opposite sex is. Starting slowly he left his small world filled with boredom. Even as his friend can only hope, hopefully what he expects is not completely far from his wishful expectations.

    Remembering he was once a victim of men his age because his sense of hope is too high. “Yahh his name is also in love again is not Ris?” I said with a slightly soft tone.

    “Hihh what the hell are you Tiaa.” he said in a shy tone.

    “Yaa I just guessed Ris wkwk.” reply me while nudging his shoulder.

    (The noise of the city)

    “Iya deh yes, sorry yes neneng jago” said me while putting my palms together and hope that he forgave my behavior a few seconds ago.

    I also just nodded and muttered “Yes yes ya” heard the chatter ala neneng Riska which I also do not know when it will end.

    Walking with him, while occasionally looking at the beauty of the sky at that time made me enjoy our conversation even though it was only about the man of his dreams. Either because of my feelings or the sky has begun to be covered by clouds.

    Slowly but surely we walked home occasionally holding hands. Closely holding our hands seemed to make the world could not separate it.

    (Rain sounds)

    “Ehhhh quickly, down that stop Tiaa!” said Neneng Riska with her hand that did not want to let go of me. “Aduhh so wet kann.” He added while rubbing his shirt.

    The rush of rain and familiar sounds in our ears began to slowly lower the intention to return home immediately. Taking shelter under an old stop that was getting weathered by the torrent of rain made me remember the incident.

    Happened a few months ago.

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