Dreams of Spring

I hope this is just a dream

in a cafe the oriental-faced sweet girl was waiting for her lover, who else if not orin, that afternoon the sweet girl was deliberately not allowed to enter work because she wanted to ask al date al-style other teenagers, he said, orin still faithfully waiting for Alberto at their favorite cafe, the sweet girl looked very happy because today is the first of her date wearing free clothes and not school uniforms, because he and al are always spent in school

orin looks beautiful with a maroon sweeter and jeans, matching clothes that give the impression of fashionable and simple for teenagers his age, almost ten minutes he waited for Alberto by messing with his cellphone, his handphone, several messages have been sent and several times orin made a call but his lover's number was inactive, the time showed it was almost seven o'clock in the evening, four hours orin waiting for Alberto at his favorite cafe, without clarity even a reply to the message finally gadia decided to hurry home, but before returning home he wanted to stop by the address sent by his mother because he wanted to talk to his mother's employer that the mother was not feeling well.

tonight seems to make people's feelings and hearts very sad because it's not usually al like that, there must be something that is going on with his lover, with that complicated feeling, that, after quite a long time on the bus he finally arrived at the place given the address of his mother, orin looked surprised to see the address because the place was a luxury boutique that he had once delivered juice orders long ago, but because Orin knew the owner was a very friendly woman, he was very grateful because the mother had a very good employer.

orin stepped into the luxury boutique but two luxury cars entered the courtyard, orin stopped when he looked at him while gawking because the car was without him knowing that was in the car was the Alberto family and also the icca family, orin looked familiar with the car and it turned out that what he was thinking was true that his lover Alberto was with his father.

orin was very happy when he saw al and wanted to call him but his speech was cut off when his eyes saw the circle of icca's hands clasping Alberto's hands affectionately and wearing formal clothes even Alberto smiled looking happy and mutual look, at once orin's legs like boneless and his chest is so tight that he can no longer cry when his heart is really sad, really sad, the sweet girl was walking gontai in a park in the boutique that rarely visited by people, orin cried as a result of even he wanted to sting because of the lack of oxygen in his chest, he said, orin cried while patting his chest because it was really so crowded that he fell to the ground.

a flashlight glimmered the garden and there came the security guard who found the orin so pale and wanted to call for help immediately but orin spoke limply to keep the security quiet, orin also asked for help in the form of a book and bulpoint to the security guard because he wanted to convey something to the owner of the boutique because the state of himself was not possible to meet because the host was having a special guest, and the security guard also agreed orin's request because in the middle of the engagement event the security guard chimed in the words of orin.

like a wound on a brine maybe that's what orin felt tonight he tried hard and after finishing writing the letter finally orin said goodbye to the security guard and said Thank you for his help.

in the boutique and at the same time the luxurious mansion owned by his mother icca was gathering the two families of rich and distinguished, the event was attended by his father's father icca father and orin, his mother's mother mother Alberto's mother, the joining of the two wealthy families was to witness the engagement of the two and witness the union of a company owned by Alberto's father in the city of Batam.

although the mother knew how Alberto felt about icca, the graceful woman could do nothing

God, may this be a nightmare for me

what should I do if it's real tomorrow??

I can't stand it if I meet him

hiks... hiks.... dad?? I miss you

Orin cried sobbing on the bus all the way home and kept crying over the cold night.

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