DUSK ON WHITE LIPS

23.Sengon Yang Songong's.

Like yesterday, only steps were seen talking to the asphalt of the road rather than the voice on the lips.

Lukijo more often mesem every respond to the word Shely, walking side by side down the slope of the Hill with twilight that will soon set.

The taste buds in the heart are both more smoothly down the bottom of the heart ahead of the second slow step.

Eyes that are more often seen on the sides of the road often disappear in a breath that is held back from a word that is so stiff on the lips Lukijo.

Lukijo only blushed mesem, each recognizing the residents of the House who greeted him walking with Shely.

His mouth did not twitch every tease heard on the doors or the grounds whenever the inhabitants of the Hill saw him.

His indisposition to Shely made him stare wryly in Shely's eyes, but Shely only responded with a smile but not as sweet as yesterday's twilight.

The gloomy curls clearly seemed to decorate even though Shely always covered with a smile.

Mounds on the beautiful face like twilight rays blocked the back of the Hill.

Lukijo stopped his steps, the row of Sengon Trees below him stood up.

Shely stopped her steps, astonished.

"What's up Jo?"

Lukijo mesem almost smirked, but soon he covered.

"Not Shely, just remembering my frangipani," he explained.

Shely approached the side of the road with a gentle abyss.

"The place you're pinching."

"Once upon a time where we played." Lukijo.

"Can we pass it to get to the foot of the Hill?"

Lukijo quickly nodded.

"But a lot with grass and shrubs." Lukijo.

Shely just smiled, nodding.

Lukijo immediately descended from the top of the road, stepping down onto the path. Shely followed from behind.

The wild herds and shy princesses under the rare Sengon Tree were cared for by so many of their owners that they fell under it.

Nothing looks full of messages and impressions around the area, just a row of tree trunks on the sides of the path.

Lukijo sped up his pace, considering the night would soon appear before reaching Ms. Marimin's House.

The longer the road that passes, the more visible black stones on the side of the road and the middle pepohohn.

Shely noticed a fairly large round black stone nearby as it was at times.

Lukijo looked back.

"We'll get through Kali, later," she explained to Shely.

"Is there a Jo bridge?" Shely with a look towards the front Lukijo.

Lukijo mesem nodded.

Shely smiles at the many stones around her. His smile was increasingly wide to see the rocks.Dengan quickly move his hands.

Lukijo stopped his legs with his shoulder in Shely's back. Then turn his body.

"Jo." Jo."

Lukijo just a stiff mesem.

"I know, you don't remember your goat?"

Lukijo remained mesem with his gaze bowed. Shely's eyes are so beautiful to see for so long.

"I used to squeak and play here." Lukijo without seeing Shely.

Shely immediately sat down on the rock near them.

Lukijo mesem see Shely.

"This road will pass through times the place where you wash."

Lukijo.

"If you want to avoid every house that's on the side of the road."

Lukijo.

"I know, you feel uncomfortable and unkind to me."

Lukijo just mesem back.

"Jo, aren't you so confident?"

Lukijo.

"I just don't want you to be embarrassed. Even on the grass and the trees that see you walking with me." Lukijo tried to smile.

Shely sighed.

"I don't like you, so ... What am I ashamed of?"

Lukijo bitter smile.

"Look at the sengon tree we just passed..."

"It's a song!" oceh Shely cuts off Lukijo's remarks.

Lukijo carved out his less-than-attractive smile! Less good! And less everything!. The sengon trees.

The twilight color is only seen in the shoots and twigs, even the Plough Bird that holes in the broken branches like shame to see it in its nest.

"We will go down the times" explained Lukijo mesem.

Shely nodded knowing.

"You forgot? I've been with you playing," he reminded.

Lukijo was stunned for a moment.

Yeah! He just remembered, He had indeed played mud on the edge of times with Shely Timpuk! impukan!.

Lukijo mesem wide.

Lukijo just glanced at the rock that Shely was sitting on. The black color almost resembles in the recesses of his heart, so dull will the buried taste.

Lukijo sighed slowly.

"Shely, we go home," Lukijo asked, walking back.

Shely smiles.

The road that is downhill fenced in wild grass increasingly brings close to the Bamboo grove.

Lukijo turned back to see Shely who was walking began to close.

The bamboo groves that they will pass through look haunted.

Lukijo immediately turned to the side of the grassy road before getting close under the Bamboo Clump.

Shely followed him Blasukan in the middle of the garden, his eyes were still able to see the Bamboo Clump.

"Jo, aren't we going through a bamboo tree?" He asked after going far enough.

"Sarum! Shely." Without looking Shely behind her.

Shely immediately slipped in front of Lukijo.

Lukijo laughed restrainedly.

"Is there no bamboo in the city?" Smile Lukijo.

"There! The mountain!" Shely almost tripped.

Lukijo.

"Enak! It's yummy! Live in the city, even to kebon?"

Shely immediately turned to Lukijo with her dimples.

"Count! Count it! Vacation!" answer later.

"While healing the heart?"

Shely stopped her steps, turned around.

Lukijo.

"If I'm just to meet you, it seems like an exaggeration" Shely said.

Lukijo mesem nodded.

Shely returned to walking before letting go of Lukijo's dislikeful gaze.

Lukijo followed. His eyes led into the distance where the rice field is still covered with trees.

His love of carving twilight color is increasingly fading, justifying what Shely said. Not only excessive but Delay is impossible! If anyone wants to see him, let alone a woman.

Lukijo a bitter smile saw his footsteps in the grass. Letting go of the trace of feeling in his heart.

"What about you Jo?"

Stuck in shock, Lukijo almost hit Shely's body from behind.

"What makes it so good to live in the hills?" Tby Shely.

"Shely, Shely." Lips thick Lukijo pronounced mouthfeel.

"Why me?"

Lukijo bowed, shedding Shely's eyes.

"Do I have to support your chin with a sengon or bamboo tree, so that you will look at me while you speak?"

"Is your guts smaller than moringa leaves! Or do you have no guts?"

Lukijo mesem, raised his face in doubt. And back to the.

"I can only see my ugliness, I never have the guts to see beauty." I saw Shely's face but quickly looked at her own feet.

"Why Jo?" Shely with cynicism.

Lukijo breathed in inching so slowly, Shely's face so close felt.

"Do you feel that you are ugly and bad? To despair of the beauty you can't have?"

Lukijo pecked for a moment, catching a glimpse of the sweet lips that had just spoken.

"Now you have answered yourself with what you asked." Lukijo walked away from Shely.

Shely clucked in annoyance.

"Joe!"

Lukijo cuek, keep going even though Shely pulled his hand.

Lukijo was forced to stop his steps, but not because of the pull of Shely's hand, but his sandals were also released stepped on Shely.

Shely releases Lukijo's hand.

"Do you want to say that villagers have more of a speaking ethic than city people?"

"Open up you're the one who just said?" Lukijo with his sandals back on. Then back to walking.

But Shely really pulled Lukijo's hand hard.

Lukijo almost fell on Shely's shoulder.

Shely complains of being pushed back a few steps.

"Sorry Shely," slowly Lukijo looked at the face that was holding back the pain.

"I just want to say ..." Lukijo mesem regretted what just happened.

"What you say is true Shely, I'm only capable of infamy at every step of my foot. And, it seems I'm too song more than stingy over there, feeling proud of what I have." Lukijo mesem wide.

Slowly step aside, giving way for Shely to step up first.

Shely was speechless looking at him, holding onto his shoulder with a small step.

Lukijo mesem followed, momentarily looking at the pepohoan Sengon who was far behind.

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