LOLLIPOPS

LOLLIPOP 66

"April! There was a guest.." shouted Monika, a college friend from Canada.

"Saturday morning like this who's meeting?!" I asked a little disturbed my sleep due to the cry of Monika.

"April... Get up" call Monik again.

"Can you ask him to come back later in the day?" I pulled the blanket over my face.

"can't. He said he was from Indonesia" Monik said.

Guests from Indonesia? Wh who?

I pulled the blanket over quickly, trying to widen the eyes that had not been willing to open.

Reflexes, I pressed my chest hard. I don't know why there was pain when I heard the name 'Indonesia' my home country that formed a painful beautiful memory.

My body trembles. I'll get a strong jaw. Slowly I raised my right hand, I squeezed my head which suddenly throbbed in pain. While my left hand pressed against the chest that felt like it had been hit by thousands of daggers. Beware!!!

After two years have passed, why am I still unable to let go of this sense.

Uh! There's no way he is! It's definitely not him!

We promised not to get in touch with each other, right?

And, it shouldn't be him. It shouldn't be that guy .

Maybe Grace or love?

"April!" yelling Monika from behind the door, made me realize.

"okay! Okay!" My solute. "Zuyina where's Nik?" askaku while getting out of bed and reflect at a glance.

"Go down with Tama. The bias of our little girl is the most sloppy Tama snack on the market below." replied Monika with a small laugh.

Yep! After the actions of me and Om Sammy lost it, made an innocent girl was present without the figure of Dad. Miris indeed but I can already accept my destiny. At least there's a part of him that's with me now.

I walked out of my room into the living room where someone was waiting for me. But then my steps stopped at the end of the stairs. I'm trying to catch my breath.

Hope it's not that guy!

"Why you?" ask Monika wonder. As usual this girl looks very charming even though she has not taken a shower. With her curly blonde hair looks beautiful even in the original tie. Not to mention that her gray eyes were so pretty with a large frame of eyelids it really made me envious half to death.

"Yaudah, come down" he asked. "Hurry to meet him. If you don't want to be for me. He is so handsome!" monik said with a suspicious smile.

Holy hooch!

A handsome?

It's not Grace or Sinta!

I smiled a little, then refocused on the guest he said from Indonesia. I took a deep breath and then I exhaled slowly. I walked stiffly into my living room.

Stalled steps. Stiff. Sculpting.

My eyes are enlarged.

I suddenly felt the air around me. Make me tight. Automatically, my eyeballs started getting wet. I hold my tears as hard as I can. I took a deep breath and then I was strong. I repeated it a few times before I finally continued my steps, approaching the man sitting on the living room sofa.

"Om" call me very slowly.

The man raised his head. Apparently, he was focusing on organizing a collection of novels that I placed under the guest table. Put the novel back on the table. Her eyes hit mine, after being separated for two years this was the first time I saw her bead again.

Not a word said. We spent a few seconds just staring at each other. My eyes did not even dare to blink. I'm afraid, Om Sammy who is in front of me right now is just a hallucination.

I held myself back to not run near and hug her.

I miss. Missed him so much!

"What do you need?" many cold. After a few minutes of struggling to manage the emotions and longing that exploded in the chest.

I built my own fortress as high as possible. I can't go back in the same mistake. I need to get myself out of this labyrinth.

I can't keep loving her

Yet..

One thing I realized, no matter how often I ignored this feeling, love never left my heart. A space in my heart still leaves a carving of Sammy's name. Patronage is clear without being able to deny.

And there was Zuyina who was present part of us.

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