DUSK ON WHITE LIPS

DUSK ON WHITE LIPS
4. As Beautiful as Your Life



Lukijo pulls Wati's hand to get out of the house.


Wati's grumbling face vexed ahead of Lukijo's move.


Lukijo saw his hand that should be interesting so in the pull of Wati.


"What do you want to show Jo?"


Wati by standing near the road.


Miss Marimin looked at her with a gel smile.


Without a word Lukijo pointed at the Sun which almost occupies above the head eel.


Not a bit of annoyance mixed with anger in Wati's chest.


"From the difficulty of waiting on the hill," explained Lukijo saw the pias face in front of him.


Wati walked back and forth in front of Lukijo, like confused looking for the right word to be understood.


"It is better to wait in front of the house while sweeping," Lukijo added with his hands following where Wati's body was moving. Remembering his hand is still held by Wati.


"That's exactly Jo! Benerrrrr!"


The excitement mixed with irritated air on Wati's lips.


"What's wrong, Wati?"


Wati immediately took off his handrails as his legs moved, directly massaging his forehead.


His head was suddenly a migrant with a clueless attitude! Lukijo.


"Shely Jo's! Shely!" gereget Wati with both hands clenched.


"I couldn't bear to wake him, Wati," Lukijo explained.


"Why don't you just let Shely wake up all day?"


Wati's frustration is mounting.


Lukijo mesem bitter.


Last night he deliberately let Shely who overslept in the House of Pak Prapto, the occupants of the House now. Until the morning sun passed the time of rising, He woke him up. That is certainly what makes Wati careless.


"I've always appreciated your good faith Wati," Lukijo said.


"the evidence? You wasted!"


Lukijo sighed.


"I just want to help as much as I can, Jo," Wati's voice slowly.


"I just want you to change Jo" he said. Looking at the sweaty pias.


Lukijo back mesem.


"What can I change Ti, I can only live."


Lukijo bowed, Wati's eyes made him look.


"I want you to try again."


Lukijo back mesem.


"I've tried, given everything that's been in every journey of my life."


"Not that ... Jo." Wati seemed to want to cry with a sense of regret.


"Until when are you like this?"


Lukijo scratched his head.


Wati was like staring.


"Later Ti, if I tell you, then" Lukijo said.


Wati immediately mingkem, the desire to cry mixed ganging up to hear it.


"Is Shely less beautiful Jo?"


Lukijo.


"Is your life now happy Ti...?"


Wati smiled sweetly.


"Sometimes Jo." His smile is getting wider.


"Beautiful in your life Ti" Lukijo said with a pseudo-tone on the cheek.


"That means sometimes dong is pretty?"


"Women who cry still look beautiful?" Reply Lukijo.


Wati is like thinking.


"No need to think about Ti, Fate must have told you if crying.beautiful, do not cry," Lukijo said before Wati spoke to him.


The hue on Wati's face was increasingly bright, as bright as the scorching Sun. Lukijo's words rekindled a long time had passed with his love.


His short hair now bears witness to a tangle that has been severed and ended, cut in time and circumstance.


All had been neatly stored in the frame of his heart's memories.


"Jo, Shely is with my son at home, I want you to meet him." Wati seemed to want to expel a wishful thinking in his mind.


"I'm afraid Ti, you're so mad!"


Lukijo turned away, walking towards Miss Marimin's house.


"Joe! Denger first!"


Wati rushed ahead of Lukijo's move.


Lukijo did not press, speeding up his pace.


"Jo, good chance for you Jo!"


Wati shouted in front of the door.


"I'm tired of failing to keep Ti.. Don't turn any more empty expectations!"


"Hope is always Jo! Just so you want to start again!"


"But Shely ...."


Lukijo like heavy say.


"I, I..."


"My head hurts Ti, when it's near a beautiful person!"


Bright Lukijo barged in the house.


Wati mesem is upset.


And it was not yet possible to follow the steps that had just entered, Lukijo again broke out again.


"Jo?" Holding Lukijo's hand.


"I forgot Ti..," Lukijo said looking in the direction where he was standing.


Wati's views also want not to follow.


"Isn't there anything Jo?" Wati.


See the face near him. Cold sweat seems to decorate too, sparkling like dew on an arid ground.


"What a pain in your face, Jo?"


Geli Wati again.


"From the figure!" annoyed Lukijo responded.


"Without Jo's figure!"


Lukijo scratched his head hard.


"Why Jo?what did you forget?"


"My hope Ti, it seems to have been lost there..," Lukijo said by going back inside.


But soon subsided, his face looks happy again, with the sweetest smile he followed the step in Lukijo.


"Jo." Jo."


wati mesem-mesem, found Lukijo had sat facing the kitchen.


"Your hope is back, let's see!"


Lukijo looked slowly.


It appears outside Shely driving a matic motor has entered the courtyard.


Lukijo stood up slowly.


Wati is getting messy, the semesemnya!


"Gehhhhh!" his god saw the crescent moon Lukijo. Not that it's getting rounder perfect Eh! It's getting closed off.


Wet was already the collar of Lukijo's shirt, panic was already a sense in his heart seeing the smile on his dimpled lips approaching.


"Hi Jo!"


Like thunder in the darkness of the heart, the greeting heard.


Lukijo mesem between the thump is not because of his heart.


Wati grimaced amusedly.


A cough sound was deliberately heard from the direction of the kitchen.


Lukijo immediately turned his head, it seemed like Bu-de Marimin's cough saved the stiffness in his lips.


"Kevin was crying for you" Shely said, approaching Wati.


"Maybe Kevin's sleepy."


Wati's face was like regretting her actions leaving Kevin.


"Joe..."


"Go home Ti..,"sahut Lukijo directly.


"Cieeeee! there's no Shely! Ngusir?"


Wati saw Shely.


Shely Manyun hit Wati's shoulder.


"Oh Jo! Shely send the spit home!" Wati by looking at Lukijo.


"No, Jo, Wati can do it!" Shangkal Shely's.


"Here you go, I'm home now." Wati did not want to disturb the two.


lukijo was stunned, looking at Wati's lovable steps and smile.


A smile standing nearby also accompanied.


It felt stiff back in his body, hearing the motor matic sounding in the sound. Not because of Wati's departure, but Shely's smile that froze her tongue.


"Jo?"


Lukijo stuttered, the mesem slowly covered the groggy taste that began to gnaw.


"Sit Shel."


"I just sat down."


Be late! Lukijo's heart was blaming itself. Shely just sat down to sit down again.


"Yes, I'm standing up."


"Don't Shel!" Lukijo's holding Shely's body.


"I'm the one who used to stand," Lukijo mesem embarrassed at the level.


"At the brink of extinction you mean?" shely's smile expands like a white gull. It makes Lukijo wrong to reply, because his smile is like a dry leaf lying on the side of the road.


"Yes, he sat down! Let it not go extinct!" Shely pulls Lukijo's hand to sit down.


"Enahhh! It's good, just relax Jo," said Shely to see Lukijo had sat down.


Relax! Lukijo stared at the table before him. In the face and in the smile just make sitting feel in the thorns, how can you relax?


Lukijo's heart is like struggling with taste, a sense of inferiority of course.


Deheman surprised both.


"Bude let Shely take it for yourself!" Shely is ready to stand by and see Ms. Marimin bringing drinks to her.


"Nothing Shely," smiled Ms. Marimin.


Lukijo.


"Jo, if you're going to the well."


Shely laughed at Lukijo.


"Yes Bude, just a little bit more" Lukijo said, scratching his hair.


Ma'am Marimin laughed amusedly. Then go back to the kitchen.


"No need to cook in Bude, grass in green-hijua Bude kebon!" lukijo looked at the kitchen door.


Shely grew increasingly ugly, humbling laughter in the kitchen.


Lukijo looked at Shely who had sat back down.


His hesitation again ranted on the beautiful face that was laughing. A laugh that He had heard from the joking that was attached to the cold mist.


But He is not the soul-shower of a beautiful face, He is not the cooler of his heart and the embellisher of his dreams, He is not the love of his life.


Lukijo lowered his gaze. The face that once resided in his heart, increasingly vaguely covered the time that runs.


"Why Jo?"


Lukijo stuttered without a sound. Shely's smile that was painted as beautiful as her life.


"But a thief." Shely again saw Lukijo had stolen a look at him.


Lukijo bowed in shame.


"Not be shy!"


Lukijo is getting bowed.


"Not to cover your nose too! It still looks half!"


Lukijo is getting pale. Slowly stand.


"Where'd Jo go?" Shely by standing up anyway.


"Don't get into Jo's heart" she said with a sweet smile.


"Pa-no Shel..." Lukijo mesem bitter.


"I want to enter the kitchen" he said slowly.


Shely widens her lips.


"That's Jo's angry name!" Seeing Lukijo leave him.


Lukijo turned around in the middle of the door.


"No, I just want to take a dirty rag" he said, trying to smile, trying to look Shely in the eye.


"Dirty Lap? Make what?" wonder Shely.


"Make a nose cap, let it not be seen" Lukijo replied


Shely who would laugh and hold him back, the laughter of Ms. Marimin shocked her and Lukijo.


Lukijo immediately went into the kitchen.


"The size of Bude's lap, the small one!"


Shely sat back down, covering her mouth with both hands, with blushing cheeks holding back laughter.


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