Little Time Fairy Tale (The Story Of Gilang And Dhea).

Chapter 14: The Beautiful Fairy Tale.

Gilang just passed the front gate of the complex and say goodbye to the security post there . Dhea and Omah were at the door of his house. Mr. Karyo who was watering the plants, especially the flowers belonging to Omah immediately stopped, then hurriedly opened the door for the two of them.After Dhea and Omah stepped in,mr. Karyo also closed the gate.And Pak Karyo was again busy watering the plants there.It seems Pak Karyo forgot something, because Dhea and Omah had entered the house. Suddenly, Mr. Karyo was shocked. Like remembering something.

" Yes aampuun!! ", said Mr. Karyo while patting his forehead. A moment later he was seen running in a hurry. Inside the house there was the sound of Mr. Karyo calling - calling Dhea.

" Non...., Non Dhea.!!", shouted Mr. Karyo from the living room. Dhea and Omah were so shocked, they both stopped their steps. Then looked at Mr. Karyo with a look of wonder.

" What the hell is Yo?" asked Omah. " You are rich again with a fire beard, but you do not have a beard", joked Omah. Mr. Karyo smiled shyly.

" Anu... Omah, there was someone looking for non Dhea, Omah", said Pak Karyo was calmer.

" So anybody looking for Dede? Morning like this?", asked Omah in wonder. Then look at each other with Dhea.

" Who the hell...pak Karyo?", asked Dhea curiously.

" Uh... Anu non, her name was....". Mr. Karyo thought for a moment. " who the hell.., kok arrived - suddenly so forgotten", muttered Mr. Karyo to himself. Arrive - arrive.

" uh.iya... Mr. Karyo remembers now, if you have the wrong name....Call.!!", shouted Mr. Karyo excitedly.

Means wrong dong pak Karyo",celtuk Dhea. Omah is laughing.

" What do you mean by Karyo, Gilang kali yah?", asked Dhea smiling.

" Nah!!, that's non..!! that's it, son Gilang!! ", said Mr. Karyo excited.

Dhea and Omah also smiled cutely at the behavior of Mr. Karyo. Suddenly, Dhea flinched consciously.

" Huh...!! Gilang...?!", screeched Dhea while covering her mouth with her hands. Omah and Pak Karyo became his surprise comp. Dhea Pun ran quickly to the door while shouting.

" Omah....!! Dhea go first dad!! Have breakfast first, and wait for Dhea!!".Dhea disappeared behind the door. Omah and Pak Karyo can only shake their heads.

" Let's have breakfast first yo.", Omah said kindly to Mr. Karyo.

" Yes deh Omah" said Mr. Karyo politely.

Omah and Karyo head to the kitchen for breakfast. Dhea had arrived in front of the guard post. The run is quite tight, because Dhea wears sports shoes"" which are lightweight, making her move more nimble, on a support with her athletic body. Dhea is more like a running athlete.

" Sir, there was a young man walking through here, didn't he?" asked Dhea to two security guards sitting in the guard post.

"Waah..who passed a lot of decks.".", said the skinny security. Dhea grunted limply.

" But the tangle is just one" said the fat security.

Dhea looked on with a little hope.

"Oh that looks tangled - tangled so well, the rich again not excited that.", slender timpal security to the security fat. And the fat one nodded - a nod of spirit.

"Yes...!! That's the man sir!!", cried out Dhea more vigorously.Kira - guess which way the man went sir?", asked Dhea with sparkling eyes - twinkle.

" There.!!", point to both security at the same time.

"So he turned right!!" said the fat security.

" Yes, thank you very much sir", said Dhea with a smile.

Without waiting for long, Dhea had darted fast like a deer heading towards the direction indicated by the two security earlier.

At that time the weather seemed so cloudy, even though the new time showed at nine in the morning. And the sun seemed reluctant to show its light that was empowered for this morning. Because the sky is a little dark indicates it will rain.

" Care...!! ", shouted someone from behind. Gilang raised his head, because from earlier Gilang walked while bowed lethargic. Now he turned around.

"Dhea...?!", said Gilang suddenly become more excited.

Then both are just smiles - shy smiles.

Not long after, the two of them were already somewhere quite uad.They were sitting casually under an acacia tree, looking far ahead. This is the place they came to yesterday. And that place was where Gilang and Dhea played as children. And they both think that the place is like a dream garden in a fairy tale - a fairy tale in a movie, or a storybook. Because in the place or in the park that leaves a lot of their beautiful stories in childhood. Like a fairy tale that is always beautiful in the end, that's what Gilang and Dhea expected.

" Easy - hopefully this place will remain until we are old later well Lang", said Dhea with a smile. He looked briefly at Gilang and then looked forward again.

Gilang just nodded slowly without taking his eyes off. Suddenly Gilang said.

" Dhea.I want to apologize about yesterday",

" No Lang, I know you must be busy" Dhea said.

" I've actually been on my way to your house, but... Mr. Heri.", Silang stopped saying , then the cross told the chronology of the problem. Dhea listened carefully, without responding, just silent, his gaze was very serious, as if - just understand what Gilang told me. Being engrossed - fun to tell a story, suddenly Gilang stopped, then looked at Dhea with wonder. Dhea was still busy looking at Gilang. And Gilang just realized, surely Dhea did not hear the story of Gilang from the beginning.And it turns out also Dhea was busy looking at Gilang's face.

" Dhea.", said gilang slowly. Dhea Not flinching.

"Dhea...!! ", this time Gilang calls are firmer.

Dhea was shocked.

" Eh..em.., yeah Lang.., I. Said Dhea grogi. It's just a ticklish laugh.

" Do you understand?, understand what...? Hayooo..", said Gilang." What was I trying to tell you? ", asked Gilang while crossing his hands on his chest.

Dhea gurgling. "that... That's youho... ".

The more amused look at Dhea's behavior. And Dhea just realized that he was again in the work of Gilang. It became pouting.

" Ih...evil you Lang...., surely again understand me well..?", said Dhea while his mouth was manyun. Gilang just laughed.

" Finally, you don't hear my story anyway" said Gilang.

" I've been difficult - difficult story, even not in check", continued Gilang.

"Yes deh..sorry..sorry.", pinta Dhea while her palms are united as if pleading.

"Okay, I'm sorry said Gilang".But I repeat the story yes", pinta Gilang.

" Thank you Lang.., I was horrified from the beginning" said the spoiled Dhea. And this time Dhea really listened to Gilang's story while occasionally nodding his head - a nod sign that he understood. Gilang ended his story.

" So this happened".close Gilang. Dhea mangosteen - mangosteen.