GIRL UNDER THE MOON

melody

The days are changing, there is only one that still survives, namely his name, which is now attached to the memory. Every day, there is always a way to carve a story with him, regardless of the form of the reason.

My relationship and meera are intertwined without status, I don't know what she thinks? there was no doubt in my heart to say "i love him!"

sometimes, he likes to assert, he says: "what do you want, a confession or proof?"

I want both, to be clear and to be admitted, if meera and I are lovers who are met by the fate line itself.

he said: "the heart's content doesn't have to be always spoken of, just understand and enjoy.it's enough to represent the depth of the feeling.I like everything about it, except about the departure.

every day of the meeting, I always wished I could hear a confession from him, that he loved me too.

meera and I have made an appointment, will meet each other in the city park, at exactly 15 wib. Or at 3 pm. city park pandeglang square, like a silent witness two people staring at each other full of spice and wilt.that's why the place is written in many memories with meera.

the promised time has arrived.My feet tread the garden, the flowers seem to smile hello, the grass tells my heart worship has not come, the guest bench like giving a code, like giving a code, I'll sit on it to wait.

half an hour had passed, my solitude was sitting on the bench, and the birds told me "patience, he's coming soon."

Almost an hour late, in the end he came, showing a grinning face like innocent.

"Hi.. " Why gently tease.know it is his way to cover up mistakes. "Old time..?" I let out a breath, then looked at the clock, to calculate how long it would take to get there.

"sorry well. there was business in school first." said the reason.I was in a drunk romance, what he made and did will always be right in my eyes.

"I'm surprised by you! every day, always invite to meet, do not-don't. Hihihi " said meera becanda.

"Originally you know! I'm creating a record, for myself, where my whole life has always been filled with your smile. Besides, there's something I want to hear, which I've never heard before."

"What's that?" Ask meera.

"where am I in your heart?" I hope that day will be a new history.

"if it were not for the heart that binds, I might be in front of you today, would it not be enough to convince you that I would always follow you, listening to every word you say, and always smile so that you understand, if it's a happiness. Does it always have to be with the word, then you understand it?" meera is wide.

"I never know what lies behind the black cloud, could it be a rainbow that would create a smile, or a storm that would make a cry!"

not that I don't understand it, what else to not believe. I just want to hear a confession from him iyah or not. let the black ink perpetuate it with the white paper, where the second, the second, that day, in that place, something I had never heard of, I was finally able to hear, a beautiful word, which exceeded the beauty of diamonds and diamonds.

"You don't have to ask anymore! If it's time, you'll hear it." Meera promised.

He always makes me curious, every time I ask him that, as much as he can stall him. Answer yes or no. If he loves me, then I am very happy. If not, emm.. Don't blame me if you keep pushing it, at least I'll make a little bribe to negotiate with the shaman pellet.

The phone that was inside my pants pocket suddenly rang, signaling an incoming call. When I looked, it was a new number, I ignored it. Seeing what I was doing, he made her ask: "why not get picked up? Who would have thought that was from your ex!" he scoffed a little.

I have to admit, I never had an ex and never wanted an ex.

"ups... I forgot." he shut his mouth and said with a satire. "you never have a girlfriend, so I might have an ex-dong." Keep meera mocking.

as if something important was going to be talked about, though I don't know from whom the call was coming in. My phone kept ringing.heard it made her feel angry, meera called for me to pick up the phone first. "from that call come in, pick up... Who knows if it's important!" He added that people should not be arrogant.

In the end, I decided to answer the incoming call. "Hello!" Sapaku.

"Crazy." answered the caller. "For a long time you pick up the phone gw." he continued. heard the voice of the caller was a woman, and was no stranger to hearing. Inwardly you can guess, if it must be leni. leni was a close friend of mine, that day she just came home from bandung, deliberately came to the house om iwan intend to see me. Since the last few weeks, I broke up contact with her, just for one reason. that is, so that he gets used to my absence in his life.I have been friends with him since Junior High while I was beside him, he never had a lover.

leni got my number back that day, aunt Lisa leaked it.

"where's loe.?" he asked loudly, it was typical when talking to me.

I said "in the square."

"base?" keep tanyanya.

"no, in the garden of his town." before closing the call, Lenin planned to catch up with me. He also reminded me not to go anywhere nor move before he arrived.

Leni, is a child who comes from the noble class, his father is an official, has served 2 periods as regional secretary in pandeglang district. That's what I often use every time I get hit by a police ticket. Just call the bokapnya thing missing. That's the good thing about hanging out with rich people.

meera, who I had thrown away, just kept quiet listening to the conversation with Lenin was going on. after he dared to ask: "who just now.. surely leni yah?" tanya thought. The expression of her question had made me think for a moment. "where does meera know leni's name?" say it to myself because I haven't been able to tell him.

"do you get answered?" meera asked to see me speechless.

"you know where that was from, if that was Leni?" answer me wonder.

"from delisa." answered meera honestly.ooh then I understand, just pantes he can guess it. actually leni figure I will definitely introduce him, after they meet each other. my sister Delisa who had told him first, only a few stories that delisa revealed to meera about my friendship with Leni.

"i don't understand why delisa told me to get to know Leni! why then?" meera asked at delisa's suggestion at the time.

"i'm not suggesting!"

"the reason?"

"his people are chatty."

meera slightly muttered, her thin lips presenting a cynical smile, responding to my reasoning trivially. "never rebuke someone, let alone someone that has ever merited in your life!" meera said.

I can not deny the accusation, a little about the leni that once contributed in the school days.

"sometimes, I like to be ashamed of God.he did not make me born from the womb of a rich man.but fate surrounded me in that man.I was only the son of a factory worker, had to be friends with Lenin, and I was, beni, devi and others whose notabunya the children of officials. live as if teaching me about equality no longer differences in status or position.if all humans are as progressive as that, if all human beings, then no longer will the poor and the rich, the oppressors and the oppressed, life will run parallel to the world feel peaceful.

I feel so appreciated and respected, they care so much about me. When my parents can not buy me a mobile phone, freely leni give her phone to me, even though it is used, even though, at least I have. when the High School children come to school using their motorcycle spedes, alternately leni, beni and devi, respectively, willing to pick me up and drive me to feel the same way with other children." said a little story about my friends.

"what's the reason they did that to you?" ask meera.

"i don't really understand, if you meet them later, ask the reason to the person directly.but leni once told me a little about his treatment of me.: he said: he doesn't think of me as a friend anymore, more like a brother. he's the second of three children, all three are girls, he also once said: "want to feel like having a brother." maybe that's the reason why he treated me that way.leni is the one who taught me to carry a motorcycle speda, he also taught me to drive a car. I don't have a motorbike, but I can drive it, don't have a car, I don't have a car, but I can drive it. That's the benefit of hanging out with rich people."

if only leni did not rush to come to see me in the square, maybe the story about him would be very long I told meera. first saw where I was leni put on a grinning face while shaking her head.

"shut ears! the man's coming." I whispered in meera's ear.

standing in front of me, his style of afternoon and evening pendeng put both hands on the waist. "oh. so here's why.lo disappeared, gk never any news, trus number lo change as well. have you forgotten the same?" leni said in front of me and meera nyerocos.

"this is how people forget to take medicine. it seems healthy, when it hurts. come not asalammualakum to what cake."

"lo have to know this, he was meera. I never thought I would be his girlfriend, but over time, added he who always forced, then I became willing." my answer.heard my answer that was thrown at Lenin made meera's face reddened and a little unacceptable. "what the hell! your people continue to mean it." answered meera evasively.

"quiet... I do the same for you." leni stroked meera's shoulder to sit in the middle between me and meera. "if you may know, whose name are you?" keep asking leni to meera. meera reached out and said her name: "meera." leni grabbed it and introduced herself. "i leni."

"you're in a state of consciousness, right. until you're available to be his girlfriend?" leni guyon.meera asked, laughing at 'hehehehe."

"fear, you are unconscious again, and want to be his girlfriend, will be fit to realize new nyesel loh." added leni.

"no ra. really what I say, if he's a nag.." cut me. Meera made a grin look at me and leni.

"lo.. now you feel like a normal man?" leni.

"what's the connection?" my answer.

"it's clear now you can love a woman."

leni leni, not only him, almost everyone who knows me prejudiced for the sake of increasingly, according to them I have no desire to like the opposite sex, his formal words like that sissy. it's because they don't understand and understand what kind of criteria I like.

after enough of the chandelier, Leni admitted that she felt happy, because I was finally able to fall in love too, and Iera was the only woman who changed it, as well as meera, very happy to meet someone who is very close to me. Some words of praise often they say to praise each other.

that day, the atmosphere was very complete.I had leni, someone who really understood me. I also had meera, someone who could fill an empty room to sound cheerful. it was as if I had obtained perfection, until there was no longer a perceived lack.

the afternoon, Lenin revealed his plan, he would take me to attack to accompany him to a caffe owned by his newly opened tant. the plan is he will write an article to recommend the caffe pinta tantenya.I am willing to accompany him, as long as the treaty of eating and drinking, besides meera also have to come. leni felt no objection to the request, saying "you usually eat me who pay." she was also very happy if meera could come along, all the way.

the journey to attack.the atmosphere in the car. Leni told me to drive, while he and meera sat in my backseat.The beginning of the meeting in the square I forgot to ask beni news, I forgot, after remembering I asked leni. "len..."

"hem." muttered leni.

"lo's girlfriend... How are you? how come I'm coming home together?" leni was suddenly astonished, she thought I didn't know.

"boyfriend..! hemm who does that mean?" answer leni pretend.

"don't think I know this! for two years together in Bandung, I knew everything, let alone the big things, the little things I knew."

"do you mean beni?" tanya leni.

"dad." yeah."

"you know what? must have told it, huh?"

"asal lo know len, when you first went to bandung, I've left him a message, so that beni always keep lo, entertainlo, and fill a heart that is still empty. because I know, from the time of High School, actually beni already like lo, but he realized, as long as I was near lo, he would not be able to seize it. I just realized, as long as I was still near lo, we can't depend on each other in a hope, that's why I'm not with you in bandung, to give you a chance to get used to it, sooner or later the flavor will grow out of habit."

"oh... So all this time, you've been hiding that from me? look out for you, I'll make the calculations."

"he is more worthy of lo. because I deserve the same meera. hehehe." joked in the car was still imagined, after all passed, leni often brought it up : "just yesterday we felt life full of jokes and laughter, why is the wheel of fate so fast turning, that it turns into crying."

-o0o-

after the magrib, we arrived at the place to go. that is, the caffe would drop by his name, located in the city of serang. leni may have given the news of the tant first, until we arrived, until we arrived, tantenya has welcomed the arrival.The atmosphere in the caffe is very hemp by visitors especially for millennials.in that place has also been provided a live music. after realizing the enthusiasm of the live leni. "we'll bring you a nu song." which means singing.

we sat at one table, the feel of the place made romantic, very suitable for lovers. luckily I came with meera, so not too heart-fed when seeing other visitors. leni told me and meera to choose the drinks and food available in her menu book.me and meera made their own choices, then ordered them immediately, waiting for the order to come, Lenin said: "wait a minute, yeah." He's got business with the tantenya.

stay me and meera together. "the old len." I pray in my heart.

"you know ra? this is the good thing about hanging out with rich people."

"basis. artisan benefits others." chirped meera sneer.

no matter how long the order came, Leni came back, the three of us enjoyed it.

"it's been a long time singing together!" leni said, "ayo ra, we sing! let Danu accompany the music." continued leni invite.meera smiled, then shook his head. "i can not sing, his voice angry." answered meera reasoned.

"gk papa, we will open the singer. This is just for entertainment only let the mode dapet." reply leni force. meera kekeh refused it and told me to just and leni who went up.

"so bad. let's go up!" continued leni while pulling my hand.

that night, I collaborated with Leni to sing a song looking at you belonging to ikke nurjanah, a song that was determined by leni. before starting the song, leni had time to present the song for our friendship.

after singing the song to look at you duet with leni, now I want to sing myself while playing the guitar, then understand it back. I intend to sing a song titled love you to death, he said, belonging to a utopia band, it just so happens that the song was booming in that year.

before I sing I say. "ok everything, before I sing, let me first say: about meaning a meeting." Everyone cheered boisterously. "every event in life, every event in life, it is not a mere coincidence, there is a line that is certain to occur. The meeting is a mystery, anyone will experience it, whether it is meeting with strangers, or who is not foreign anymore. meet with the wanted, or the unwanted, never care, even though we actually prefer to meet him than he. The owner of destiny has had a reason for the meeting, the meeting was, there may even be someone who is still in store to be found with us someday.if there is a separation, it is also in the name of his own destiny. separation should not always be tinged with regret, because there is always a reason behind a meeting, be grateful for those who have found that reason." said the words I mean. leni was the first to applaud meera, followed by meera and all who were in the place clapped in appreciation.

"i will sing a song, titled love you to death.This song I dedicate to a woman who was sitting on the bench it{meera}"

I started strumming the guitar strings, making the tune acoustic.

"in a quiet"

"you're coming"

"give me strength to hold on."

"you believe I exist"

"you're the one I want forever"

reff "you are my heart."

"you're my soul mate"

"it's like I love you to death"

"in my imperfect life"

"you're the most beautiful thing I've got"

the lyrics of the song can represent how great the meeting between me and meera was.