I'm Santri?

Early on

First love is hard to get rid of from memory. Although some people can forget it. I am one of those people who have trouble forgetting. Moreover, Farhan's good looks were highly contested in my junior high school. Plus he's smart in every field. Darling, he's a big-time playboy. No hypocrite I was crazy about him. How about another woman? Of course his feelings are not much different from mine.

I don't know who he is now. I'm sure he already has a girlfriend. It is very unnatural for a man to be single as he is still single. Except, men who really hold to their principles. Or Sasha said "The man who fears God." Why does this heart even speak of Farhan? Even though he's nobody.

"Sasha deket's house is here, right?" Ask Farhan. But I was staring and not hearing anything.

"Hey, Sasha deket's house is here, right?" Repeat Farhan in a slightly hard tone. Her voice surprised me. I was lulled in daydreams as it turned out.

"Eh yes Han sorry, just in front there is a fork turn right Han."

"Yeah, what the hell else? Think I am?"

"Don't you, I'm nobody to you anymore."

"Being ready for me now doesn't matter either. I'm still single."

Hearing his words, my heart felt happy. Happiness is spreading to my lips. Until this brain cannot think that Farhan is a playboy.

"You're single for a week, your heart is empty and half dead."

I tried to convince my heart that Farhan was completely single. Although I know, pretending to be ignorant and lying to yourself is sick.

"Seriously! I'm still single."

Strange what this feeling is. My first love told me the emptiness of her heart. How could I be sad. It is precisely this sense of wanting to hear from his mouth romantic words like before.

"You are trusted. Come on, that's the turn of the coffee shop deck behind Sasha's house. Don't miss it."

"Owell, you can have a conversation. But I just want to say what if we're CLBK?"

"It can be you. You sent me a long time ago. And it hurts so much."

That's right, it hurts a lot. But why does this heart not want to let go. Is this stupid love?

"Jeg jeg!" The bike stopped at the turn towards Sasha's house.

"Why stop here, Han?" Askaqua.

"This is proof that I'm serious about reversing."

Farhan got off the motor and his hand came closer to mine. Then, an unexpected event occurs. Hand held by an ex I love.

God, I sinned. Why does this sin make me so happy? Why God? I'm happy Farhan's back to love me. I'm happy God. Can I sin today with my happiness? Ii'm sorry.

"Hows it? Already believe?" Farhan smiled slightly. Both of his hands are on my shoulders. Her sweet face made these lips unable to say anymore.

"Will we start all over again? Aleya I still love you."

Is this love? Feeling guilty but not wanting to take it off. So beautiful, comfortable, nan makes the heart not want to feel the other.

"Aren't you rocking it?" This cry of happiness makes my mouth so heavy.

"Yes Leya, my time is boong. Okay, we'll continue this conversation after meeting Sasha. Aleya don't cry, there's aa Farhan here. Sasha must be sorry Leya."

The conversation stopped for a moment. No matter what my heart is so happy now. Thank God! I beg you now to give your servant more happiness with the opening of the sorry door from Sasha. And after Sasha forgives me, I will continue my love story with Farhan.