DKAS (Today Or Its Slama)

sweetness

DKAS #16

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It was 1 hour by boat to leave the dock..

When I finished my Maghrib prayer, I could not close my eyes..

I also got off the bed to the top floor that had filled the passengers..

There is a place to relax..

There are 4 large square tables with seating on each side..

Night filled with stars is clearly visible from the boat makes the passengers choose to sit and stand on the edge of the boat barrier to more freely enjoy the night with a cool sea breeze...

I noticed the plain that was still clearly visible..

The hill road we passed to get to the dock earlier. Now it has decorated the lights along its path, seen flickering from ignorance..

I'm the one enjoying the indahan..

Surprised by the vibration on the HP on the handbag that was still loyal on my shoulder.

"Happy sailing ci.please arrive at the destination safely.

I will definitely miss you.

Hurry back"

Sms coming in from the baby..

I also put the phone back in my bag without intending to return it..

"Wood" murmured

Makes me remember the time we only spent with both of us..

Flash on

2 Days before departure to mentawai..

" are you busy this afternoon?" Sms in on my phone

"Sorry who is this?" My reply

"Nih I bayu.loe ngak save no I emang 😡?" I asked with angry emon

"Sorry bay.not ngak save.kan loe who asked for my number.emang loe misscoll I at that time?" Sms Reply me

Tut.tut..

The sound sign pangillan entered in hp that I still hold

"Assallammuallaikum.yeah hello?" My initial words raised the call.

"Waallaikumsalam.iya it's me" replied across again.

"Yes I just found out" I replied flatly

"Geez, I forgot.kan I asked him at night to go to the house gadang,gue has not had time to contact loe at that time.safin I?!. This is my fault" he said across..

"Well, what's wrong, but what's wrong with me?" Ask me

"If you're not busy, I buy a guitar strap and all wash your eyes to the music store" the baby's clothes on the opposite side of the phone.

I was silent for a moment.

"Only one can I" I replied

"Well, I'll pick it up" he replied quickly..

"If you've.gue put the phone to death.."

"Yes.asslammuallaikum" said the bayu ended his greetings.

"Waallaikusalam" I answered and ended the post ..

Exactly at 1pm..

As agreed..

Bayu came to pick me up..

I, who was ready to leave, had asked my aunt and uncle's permission before..

"Ready to go?" Ask the baby towards me who came near him..

"Udah.ayo." said I who had been standing in front of him..

Quickly put a helmet on my head like a habit.

"I can do it myself" I said after the helmet had been perfectly placed on my head

"It'll be sweeter when I do it" she flaunted a smile..

Blusses..

Instantly my face flushed..

"Luckily it's been put on the helmet..

Otherwise, I don't know how to hide the hue of my face" my heart said

Riding the sport bike bayu.

"Well, let's go" said the baby y turn on the motor after reusing the helmet..

We went by and left my yard..

During the journey of silence.The sound of the motor machine breaks the silence...

we drift with each other's minds..

Bayu stopped in front of the store "S" one of the biggest selling musical instruments in the city of Padang. It is clearly visible from the white glass dinging of various original musical instruments with various brands and sizes..

After feeling the motor sport perfectly parked.

Bayu..

"Let's go in" she said, showing off her sweet smile again...

Blouse..

"The more guys smile, where am I made like this again?!" My inner

my blushing face answered your baby's words by shaking my head

for the baby to see the change in the hue of my face..

Before he stepped his foot

Bayu pulled my hand and shot his fingers between my fingers..

We entered the store with my hands held by the baby so it felt comfortable for me..

We were busy circling around the store..

Look at the musical instruments that exist.

Several times bayu explained about the difference in quality of one guitar brand with another brand.

Although it has been around, Bayu only took the guitar strings that he needed..

By the time we got to the acoustic guitar part...

My eyes were fixed on the white guitar I had seen with my aunt at the time..

"Loe liked it?" Ask bayu

"That guitar" pointed it at the guitar I had just written

"Yes" I replied briefly.

Bayu took his hand out of my hand and walked over and picked up the guitar we were talking about

"You like it too?" I asked the suspicious gazers at the bay

"No. I already have the same guitar.but different brands"

JawaBnya

"Trus..ni guitar why did you take it?"

I asked bungentung

"Yes..make loe?!!" Answer is original

"Why not buy?!!!" My words explained

"Gue bought it" he replied

"Not..gue can't accept" I stressed

"Why?" Ask for wonder

"If you buy me that.gue ngak will want to come with every loe take me anywhere again" threatened me

"Alright" the passage put the guitar back

"Loe wait for me to pay this first.trus we go from here" said the baby shows the guitar straps in the pendant earlier.

We left the music store.

At this time we have been sitting casually on the beach at the beach at the young coconut ice..

"Now?!! " said the baby who turned my face staring at the beautiful sea during the day into his hands

Then he turned to his face for an explanation

"Dengerin first" he said by again thrusting next to his hearpon.

I flicked my hijab and put on a hearpon to one of my ears..

Of course, the other one is on the bay.

Shortly attached bayu seen pressing the sign of play on his HP.

So I heard a little fast music..

.....................

The first time.I challenged my eyes...

The second time.I harbored a taste for him..

Third time.I miss him..

The fourth time I fell in love..

Day and night...

I'm shadowing

Hearts are not calm..

It's fun to think about. You're a.

Shower is not wet

My sleep is not lena..

Because you're just...

the girl I adore

Oh baby.oh dear ..oh love..

I really love you...

Oh kasih.oh baby.oh baby.

I love you, my dear

Oh baby ..oh dear.oh love.

My love is only for you..

I will take care of you until the end of my life..

I love you. I love you..

I miss u. I miss you.

I hate you.Don't hate me..

My love is only for you...

I love u. I love you..

I miss u. I miss you

I hate U.. Don't stay with me.

Until I die, I'm loyal to you

......................

After the song I guess it's over..

"Good song, who's the singer?"

I asked while removing the hearpon from my ear

Bayu sighed,

It looks like there is frustration and disappointment there.

"Loe why?" I asked again who touched on the behavior of the baby

"It's okay" he said coldly

"Can't you do anything?!" My words were a little upset with the attitude of the baby who was fickle

"Loe asks who is singing?. This song U'Keys malaysia titled I love u,i miss u" he replied with cold mode

"Loe why the hell?" I was upset at leaving the baby..

Bayu chased after me and swiftly grabbed my hand

"Loe is sweeter when angry"

Rombally

"Loe turned out to be the king of the dreadlocks?!" I was still in angry mode.

"Hmm.just make loe!" With a face made up of his quilt.

"Loe doesn't fit in that face" with emphasis but with a little smile at the end of my sentence..

"Heheh.I'm with you" he said.

Blushes...

My face is blushing itself..

And I'm just trying to neutralize the atmosphere..

Hope your baby doesn't notice..

"Here you go.ayo" he took my hand to his motorbike in the parking lot...

I can only give up with the baby's attitude..

It feels sweet I guess..