I'm Putting My Destiny on You

About Them

Semilir the baby hit the body until now standing staring at a beautiful flower in a garden. Her beautiful hair fluttered in the rhythm of the greeting wind. The sad afternoon atmosphere seemed to describe his heart.

Stand with arms crossed over chest. Sometimes his eyes closed enjoying the beautiful tone of nature. The rustling of leaves rubbing against each other and the creaking of tree branches moving in the wind. Become a shahdu melody, accompanied by a sad heart.

'' Ehm '' the voice of a deheman someone who seemed to want the woman standing before him to realize his existence. Sure enough, Diandra turned his head to the origin of the voice. The straight man with a smiling sweet face looked at him.

'' Kenny, kok ?'' diandra said in surprise to find someone from her past now standing there.

'' Hey Di, how are you ?'' kenny asked, extending a hand. A little awkwardly, Diandra welcomed the man's helping hand.

'' Fine, you yourself ?'' Diandra's pleasantries to the man who once filled part of his heart though never revealed.

" As you can see" said the man, opening his two hands. Makes Diandra smile knot.

" I didn't expect to see you here" said Kenny, who now walks up to Diandra and stands next to the woman with his two hands in his pants pocket. Diandra turned his head for a moment to the man who was now looking straight ahead.

'' I also did not expect, when did you return to indo ?'' asked Diandra who was now looking forward. Watching a bunch of butterflies dancing beautifully among the blooming flowers.

'' Two days ago'' Kenny said briefly. Then quietly, no words were spoken. About five years ago after they graduated college the two split up. In the past they were high school one school and ssat their college one university neski different majors.Kenny followed both parents out of the country after finishing S1. Diandra started her career as a make up artist.

Both are entangled in the same love but choose to silence and hold each other. There is an invisible bulkhead that fortifies the taste. A partition that they cannot possibly penetrate, even though love is they are aware of its existence.

'' Why yourself ?'' kenny asked after the two had been silent for quite a while. I don't know what the question of that man meant. Diandra turned his head and the two were trapped in a clear well that was both still emitting a sense of incongruity.

'' Andre is busy again, Diandra replied with a smile. Kenny smiled bitterly, looking down. He prepared his heart for it. But when you hear directly, there is a pain that is still felt.

'' Andre ''?, what Andre do you mean economic children of our same generation ?'' Kenny makes sure. And the nod from Diandra made it all clear.

'' Didn't think, most wanted on campus we fell in love with you. How long has it been ?'' questions kept flowing from Kenny's lips.

" Two years' short Diandra. Kenny widened his eyes. I didn't think they were related that long.

'' Still alone, not yet fit Nemu said Kenny who was welcomed by Diandra.

'' Do not be too selective, he said in a laugh that had unknowingly hypnotized the man who looked at him through the tail of the eye.

" Beautiful inwardly Kenny who is still bewitched by the face that always fascinates him.

'' Where are you going ?'' questions slid off Kenny's lips.

'' Home '' answered Diandra who is now looking up at the horizon who began to reduce the orange color.

Back in silence greeting, the two fell silent enjoying the twilight that came with a tinge of orange radiating above the sky. Two lovers of twilight, who have a story about the same taste. But can not bind each other in one taste.

When the difference is not about caste but about trust, they are unable to break through the bulkhead. They are standing on the same side. Waiting for each other when the owner of the truth of love reaches out and offers happiness. At that time, they will let go. Congratulations in a smile.

The twilight spray disappeared in the dead of the night. The melodious call of the Maghrib adhan reminds Diandra to pass away.

'' I'm anter ?'' kenny asked as the two now stepped side by side, walking down a small street in the park.

''Thanks, I brought a car, Diandra replied. Kenny seemed to nod, the two continued to step with a raging sense in their hearts.

Kenny escorts Diandra to Diandra's car, where the money is parked a little far from his car.

'' Three more days I'm back, you won't know Andre to me ?'' kenny asked as Diandra was about to get into the car.

'' Hmm tomorrow at lunchtime, meet at the cafe where we hang out first'' Diandra replied which made Kenny smile happily.

Kenny was still staring at the silver car that was now further away from him. In his demeanor Kenny could only sigh. Let the time speak, of the harbour of the heart that will welcome it.