DiLeMa LOVE

Love's Dilemma

Morning blind, cold piercing bones make the body shiver. The fog has not disappeared from the horizon. Morning dew is still gracefully twitching spoiled at the end of the foliage. The roar of the gentle wind caressed the universe. In line with the rhythm of the dance of the trees that wander enchanting. What a beautiful nuance of nature that is second to none.

Syifa opened her eyes slowly. Against the feeling of laziness that embraces the soul. The blanket that had been tightly covering his entire body hurriedly threw before laziness pulled him back behind the blanket.

Against the piercing cold. Syifa takes a bath like a raging man. The sound of water falling from a height by defeating the gurgling of water from the faucet. He flushed his body quickly. Make the water just pass without wetting his body. Not fully wet Syifa immediately swept soap into his body. After feeling enough he immediately rinses himself more blindly, sparing Syifa said showering as fast as lightning.

"Save water.... Woi..." shouted his friend while pounding on the door.

"Yes, yes, it's done this "reply Syifa tried harder than the sound of water.

30 Seconds later Syifa came out while restyling her perfectly unused skirt.

"Torok you ah"

"Here if anyone wants to see" Syifa replied as she loosened her skirt.

"Shyifa!!!!!!" shouted his friend immediately fled leaving Syifa who laughed until stomach pain.

"Lumayan, kidding gini, make a little anget body" he muttered while walking casually to his room.

After the dawn prayer, Syifa prepared her bags and books, changed clothes and then left for school.

Too early indeed. Today, there is no class picket. Of course he chose to sit back in the room while making coffee until the clock showed at half-seven.

Until the school he immediately visited his class of concern. Last hour yesterday, their class was empty and some students were engrossed in paper throws. Until the litter of today, dominated by clumps of paper.

Syifa was busy sweeping the floor, collecting papers scattered from every corner of the table and bench, removing waste from each drawer that most of the girl drawers filled with snack wrappers. Suddenly his attention was on a paper patterned rose pink he knew it was part of Roy's book.

Want Me But Not Capable

Companions

if only I could reveal

it has long been this feeling

If only I could defend it

I will do it even to the last blood

If only you knew

this love is only for you

you're my night prayer

you're the mouth of my heart

Because you're a broken heart

slowly back up

Without you noticing

you put the heart fragments back together

disintegrated

If only I could paint it

how wonderful this taste is

Friends, maybe I'm cruel

But this is the heart that loves

The heart that is hurt

Before having

In my prayers

I whispered as a request

I hope you come back to me

"Sir" the broom slipped out of his hand.

"Oh.....!!" syifa shouted while jumping up and down one leg. He accidentally dropped the broom he was holding, which fell on his fingertips.

The paper slipped out of his hand. The kite then falls right in front of the door just as Roy sets foot there. Their gazes clashed against each other radiating fear.

"Woi. . give way woi.. don't sleep in front of the door" shouted someone from behind, who did not give Roy a chance to think.

"Roy" cried Syifa as she prepared to help Roy.

As if nothing had happened. Roy got up and picked up the paper. Hurriedly put it in her pants pocket before Syifa could help her up.

"Roy I'm sorry" whispered the sad Syifa "I don't want to be considered a real girl, so, even though it's heavy, I have to choose" her gaze glared reminiscing about every inch of good memories.

when memories are ink

then you are the red ink that fills half of my memories

with you the life that is always bleak

it's bright as noon

you're coloring my life

"Hoi hoi ngemunny, where's her cow?" adi's voice broke his daydream.

"Oh Adi" stammered Syifa returned the greeting of her lover.

"Dream of me huh?"

"That's really you"

"Abis to all her, called from earlier do not nggeh, think what to?"

"What do you think?" Syifa turned her nanya while scratching the head that does not itch.

"Ah already, laper ni canteen yuk" continued Adi while rubbing his flat stomach.

Like getting a fresh breeze. In addition to starving he can also be free from the question of death Adi.

"Ok awhile, I've known it first" happily, Syifa immediately finished her task in a hurry.

Nyapu Syifa immediately returned the equipment to his place and immediately pumped gas into the same canteen Adi.

After ordering the canteen's menu. What else if not the same soto seger mendoan tempeh equipped with a glass of sweet anget tea. Feels good, delicious, and affordable.

Smoke billowed from the bowl in front of them. Accompanied by tempe mendoan who is still anget. So appetizing. Without the ba-bi-bu Syifa directly add the sambal and soy sauce to the bowl. Stirring it daft, tasting add more, stirring and tasting again until it finds the right taste. As soon as it felt fit, Syifa immediately devoured it.

In front of him Adi can only smile at Syifa's behavior. At such a time he somehow looked beautiful in Adi's view, so natural and honest.

"Why are you a beleaguered? " tanya Syifa realized Adi was paying attention to her. While hurriedly wiping his mouth.

"No way" Adi replied nervously while taking her eyes off.

Shame on them pretending to eat.

"Oh yeah we'll have a final exam in a week, you got any special preparations?" ask Syifa after a moment of silence.

"So, I think the extra tutoring at school is pretty serious as long as we're serious"

Syifa mangosteen agreed, the look on Adi's face that today looks more handsome, he still does not believe the cool guy in front of him is his lover. So many girls who were much prettier than him were blatantly trying to steal his attention. But why did he choose a girl who did not stand out at all like him? Let's say the standard is not pretty but not ugly either. Syifa still does not believe in their relationship.

"You people say you're not beautiful, it's wrong, you're beautiful from the inside, and you're honestly sweet, very sweet, the more pleasing you look and your lips are, the more seductive you are" that said Roy put pressure on the sentence so tempting. Who can instantly spoiled bogem from Syifa.

"Dream again, think what the hell? how did it keep on stumbling?" leaning Adi like a police officer while sipping his tea.

"Yes think of you" replied Syifa.

"Do you still need to think about the person in front of you?" reply Adi without expression.

"You mendoan? " ask Syifa to shift the subject.

"So, no! already full" Adi smiled as he pushed Syifa's hand holding the mendoan.

Instead of returning it to the tray of Syifa instead immersed the mendoan into a deep broth, then devoured it full of pleasure.

"Laper what's doyan?" adi asked while shaking his head.

"Two" replied Syifa while putting on a sweet face.

"You......" Adi stopped his sentence while looking at Syifa's wet lips with a "want" look" .

"Don't blame me if I kiss you in public" he threatened to lean in.

Sontak Syifa retreated and fixed her sitting position. His red face held in shame, because now they were both in the center of attention.

Syifa never thought, why is Adi always looking for an opportunity to kiss her?