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

Chapter 16: This Taste Tortures Me.

Not long after, Gilang was seen running after Dhea, and when they passed the guard post, the two security people just bengong saw Gilang and Dhea chasing after. A moment later Gilang had reached the front gate of Dhea's house, and it turned out that Dhea had entered his house. Fierce until overwhelmed then he tried to regulate his breathing up and down. Quickly also the child ran, muttered Gilang in the heart. He waited for a moment, but remained silent. There was no sign that Dhea would come out again. But Gilang tried to hang on there. For a moment he pondered deeply and decided, let tonight Dhea rest, let tonight Dhea calm his mind, maybe tomorrow he will be better. Finally Gilang turned around and stepped away from Dhea's house. Silence - silence turned out Dhea peeked out from behind the window of her house. He saw Gilang walking away lethargic.

" I'm sorry Lang, I haven't forgotten my mistake. Maybe I'm not ready to forgive myself. Then Dhea looked down miserably while wiping away her tears. Omah looked at Dhea from beside her room. It turns out that Omah has been standing there for a long time, precisely since Dhea was standing by the window of the house. Then Omah said slowly, to Dhea.

" Dede...., why is Gilang not told to stop by for a moment? ".

Dhea was shocked to hear Omah's voice from behind. He hurriedly wiped his cheeks that were still wet from his tears. Then try to master the situation so that it can look calm, but what is even wrong behavior.

" Dede why? ", ask Omah. "Kok Dede was crying anyway, what's up? ", Omah asked worriedly because he had seen Dhea wipe away his tears.

" Ah, lengga..anything.what is Omah, Dhea is just a flickering", lies Dhea. Omah smile.

" Wind the tears until they get soaked like this? ", search Omah.

" Da.ga knows Omah", Dhea started to get nervous.

" You are exactly the same as your mom, you can't lie, you can't be nervous, you're wrong. It will be discovered", said Omah while terseum amused. "Already. ,sana.., Dede took a bath, Omah is ready for warm water" said Omah.

" Cold Omah, rinse it out Omah", spoiled Pinta Dhea.

" Yes.iya..sana fast", tell Omah. Dhea was afraid to go to the bathroom, Omah could only shake his head. Suddenly Omah imagined something. Then he said.

" Your son has grown up Siska, he really looks like you. His nature is not much different from yours. If I see it, it's like looking at you. Fourteen years have passed.

Your departure really leaves a deep sorrow for me Siska. Even to this day, I still can't take it. But at the end of the day I have to be able to make it clear, because it will make you calmer on his side, Omah's eyes glazed - glass, at once, at once, there was water dripping from his eyes onto his cheeks and it felt so warm. Omah has no power to hold back his tears. As soon as Dhea came out of her room, Omah hurriedly wiped away her tears. Then Dhea embraced from behind.

" Dhea already smells of Omah, because Dhea so shower, lepek anyway Omah, if not take a bath is not good", said Dhea. He turned around smiling. Dhea was shocked

" Omah just glimpsed De.... ".

" Hayooo, Omah must be lying huh? ".

" Omah lied to Dede..?".

" Yes, Dede believes Omah" said Dhea with a smile, Omah also smiled.

"It's evening Omah, we're bobo yuk Omah", Dhea asked, Omah nodded in agreement. Then they both went into the room.

The night was long, felt so long. To achieve tomorrow, it requires a process that takes hours. And if we can fall asleep, it will feel short. But not with Gilang. Tonight was probably the longest night for him, how could it be?, it was because Gilang had not been able to close his eyes. Gilang can't sleep. Although various ways have been done Gilang. For example, counting the number of sheep on the phone, reading the news on the phone, playing games on the phone and looking at Dhea's face on the phone. The latter made it even harder to close your eyes. Now this is the face of Dhea who always disturbed his mind every night. Gilang felt a hissing that made him always float in the kasmaran. And every time he imagined Dhea's face, his heart was pounding.

"I'm Kasmaran Dhea, I don't know why I feel such a deep longing. A longing that is increasingly attacking, until my chest feels tight. I miss you Dhea" and I love you, Gilang said slowly.

This problem did make him think very hard, until sometimes he forgot to eat lunch. Suddenly there was a glimmer of wind blowing through his window. The wind seemed to bring coolness and bring calmness in his heart and it was the wind that made Gilang slowly - the ground closed his eyes. His mind drifted somewhere. And at that time also Gilang had started to fall asleep, because tired of thinking.

The wind that brought coolness in Gilang's room is now blowing through the lattice window and drifting with the wind, blowing in all directions and looking for lattices that can be traced. Then the slow gust now traced the lattice of Dhea's room. And Dhea felt it, a slow gust, brushing her unraveling hair. Dhea didn't care about it, because she was daydreaming. While laying his body on the bed. A moment later he turned his daydream to the phone opening the gallery menu and looked at the top photo. The photo was apparently taken when he sat under an acacia tree near the garden of Green Acasia, next to him Dhea, looks like Gilang is sticking out his tongue, Dhea laughed a little at the behavior of Gilang.

" Why should I think of you Lang, why should I think of you not as a friend, but think of you as a special person, the feeling has changed Lang. And that feeling is so torturing to me. That feeling is growing in love, and I can't lie that I've fallen in love with Lang, fallen in love with you. And if I feel that I am quiet then the torment will be more gripping my mind, the more,

I have to how Lang?, this feeling is like being swayed - an udder is not necessarily direction. "I'm so upset Lang....".

Dhea wiped away her tears, her cheeks wet with tears, and her eyes began to drift, slowly - the ground was like floating and she began to fall into a deep sleep. Perhaps Dhea also cape with a mind that entangles her whole mind.

The night was so quiet, all seemed silent, even crickets refused to make a sound, they were like swallowed by the earth.Only the moonlight that was still faithful emits its light. And that night already showed at two o'clock in the evening. The sky may be silent, but not with humans. Because even during sleep they can still make sounds (aka snoring).