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Second chance

The camper show finally finished with all the mixed feelings. There were happy, sad, disappointed, and all sorts of emotions raging. Dad was waiting for me in the car, I said goodbye to my friends to go home first. Kamal looked disappointed when I said that I would go home with my father and mother, how else would I have made an appointment with my father.

Me and some friends hugged each other, for the next few days we would go home to continue the rest of the holiday.

"Yeahaaaaah"

"Teteh meni lama ih Rangga to bosen waiting for him" said Rangga who now sits in class 5 of Primary School.

"I'm sorry I said goodbye to friends hehe"

"Where is the tea? " ask mom

"Rame ma'am, thank you mom and I have permission to go camping"

"Yes, equally. Where are we going? "

"Makaaaaaaaan" I replied and Rangga and we laughed together.

Three days after I got home from the camp I got sick, I didn't feel well, I didn't eat well. Bunga said today he was going to my house, we were going to go to the movies but because I was sick, Bunga would come to my house and look at me. Kamal called me several times through HP our father was always involved in exciting chatter, I brushed aside my ego and tried to forget the incident Kamal with Rania, trying to believe fully in Kamal. Once he said thank you for believing in him, but until now there is still a little doubt in my heart.

"Thank you, baby, you believed in me" he said

"yeah together but if there's a rich incident then again I won't believe in you"

"Every boss mom will never happen again, I assure you"

There was also a chat

"Yes, do you want to marry me? "

"Well, we're still in school, baby. It's still a long way to say mah haha's wedding"

"I am the darling"

"If we're a mate, I want to say we don't want to, we'll marry Mal, and vice versa"

We also talked about Diar

"Yes, the Diar likes you"

"What the hell is Mal talking about is not important"

"You know before we were I had to promise to him to take care of you and not hurt you. Though if you think of nagapain also yes I promise him, he is not who you are"

"Hahaha, I think Diar just feels guilty about Mal the same way I don't like it"

"But it's good to be a Diar"

"What son? "

"He kissed you I never did"

I just turned off the connection and crammed all day. Then tomorrow he came to the house and I was forced to welcome him well afraid of father's scolding.

Bunga arrived at my house in the afternoon he said he was watching as Beautiful and Hani was the Princess wanted to come but Bunga males because it remembered the behavior of the Princess when the camper was like supporting Rania to always be close to her Kamal.

"Well, guess who I met"

"Emh, Grace? " Grace is the upperclassman who has a heavy crush on Flowers, but the Flower is not.

"Diiiiiiih Niaaaaaa!!! "

"A joke who did you meet? "

"Meet Diar, he's on the same way he asked why you didn't come, and I kept saying you hurt he's got this nitip" Say Flowers while removing a pink watch with a large hellokitty shape in the middle, like the clock of Elementary School children who have color lights.

"Oh my God he thinks I'm a SD boy what yes" Flowers just laughed complacently.

"But it's funny to know if I try" I tried the clock with a ticklish feeling but it fits, me and Bunga laughed until there was a phone that entered my Mobile. New number? Who yeah? raise aja deh fear of the father because it is the mobile father.

"Hallo, Assalamualaikum"

"Desnia? "

"Yes, with whom? "

"Where's the clock? Likey? "

"Wild? Know whose number this is? "

"You sick? " sanyanya.

"Little"

"Yes already healed cepet yes, before again there are people who anter brownies accepted yes. Eaten, let the spit heal". I haven't been able to answer anything Diar has turned off the phone.

"Why did you give my number to Diar?! "

"And he asked hehe no papa times Yes, Diar is good even though he was a jerk but rich he uda changed deh"

When I was about to fill up the flowers, my mother called me from the front door.

"Teh Yaya! This is someone telling me what I don't know about mom"

"Yes, ma'am for a minute". I went to my mother in the living room and saw a crackle and a flower.

"Who's meni tea so sweet, from Kamal huh?"

"Not the bun of the person who sent flowers at that time also in the Hospital"

"Ooh did you say the enemy was? If sending flowers continues mah not the enemy or tea" Tempta mother while trying my hand.

"What the hell is ma'am ah, here's a nice brownie bu deh rich. I brought some to the room for Flowers too, mom if you want to take it yes ma'am"

"okay". I went upstairs to my room with a brownie and two glasses of orange juice, as well as a flower bucket I put on a tray.

"Nih Nga ayoo we fat together"

"Married mother Yes? "

"Not sent Diar the same flower"

"Originally Yes? Diar is good, he likes you, same as you"

"Not like flowers! He just feels guilty"

And there was still a lot of chatter with Bunga until it did not feel like it was night, I told Bunga to stay at my house and he immediately permission on his parents and permission.

And tonight we're both on the phone with our girlfriends. I'm on the bed, flowers on the balcony.

"Nginep's flower is there? "

"Kok you know? "

"Si Zidan is also here dear in my house"

"Hahaha that's it"

We chatted loudly until it did not feel the clock has shown at 23:00 WIB. The flowers go to sleep first he said sleepy, I was also told to sleep with Kamal because it was late at night. But suddenly there was a message coming in from Diar, while making sure the Flower was asleep I opened the message from Diar, he said, I also don't understand why I have to hide from Flowers when she always knows everything about me. I just feel bad because Kamal is one of Bunga's close friends.

"Have you slept? "

"Just going to sleep, what's up? "

"No papa yaudah there sleeping, you're sick already"

"yeah. Thanks for the same flower cake, good. I like it"

"Is it eaten too? Basic greedy"

"Yes, it's eaten, it's a drowsiness"

"Have a nice dream"

"Too"

Dih, why do I answer 'too' yes. There she thought I would give her hope again. To be honest at first I had absolutely no taste for Diar, especially after his brazen treatment of me but my hatred has gone unnoticed because everything Diar has done is too sweet to be hated. I've taken my diary for a few days I haven't written

Dear diary,

Again I was confused by my feelings. After the incident between Kamal and Rania my heart is no longer like it used to be there is room in this heart that still doubts the words of Kamal that made my love a little eroded especially after everything Diar did to me making there a bit of flavor present for Diar, why is it like this! I hate Kamal for treason but I have a taste for Diar myself. Time and destiny will decide everything.

Bandung, 2011.

Diar, Kamal is the man who used to be in my life. They have their own stories in filling my life, because they are my life becomes more colorful and becomes more exciting. Although no one ever knows what fate lies ahead but at that time I was quite living everything well, even though there were moments I was crying, disappointed, disappointed, but I'm grateful to be able to get through it all with a chest.