
The plan is today before I go home, I want to reveal everything. I want the momentum to be beautiful and romantic.
I still remember what he loved so much, he used to say he loved white roses.
Hmmm... white roses huh..? Where should I look for white roses? I'm looking for information on the farm boy. Then he invited her to a place, maybe this is where they practice. There are all kinds of plants there. From the smallest to the largest tree.
Then turn to a section, which is very similar to a flower garden. There are different shapes and colors of flowers here. Is it permissible to bring others here? If possible, next time you can bring Yuki here.
I finally saw a white rose. Thank you to my hostess. Next time I'll buy deeh. Then I brought it to the hostel first, so I could beautify it again.
I threw away the durian and was ready to give it to the girl in the hospital..
Finally arrived at his room.
He looks alone and bored.
“I leave first huh? But I wanted to talk."
“Oh... already want to leave? What does he want to talk about? Seriously so?”
“This is for you” I gave the beautiful white rose to her beautiful, you are exactly like this .
“Makasi yes? Stolen where is it?”
“Enak aja...” is hard to find to the faculty of agriculture, spelled out steal? He seems to be laughing. Suddenly he fell silent and looked at the door, it turned out that his ex Aldi was already standing with an angry face.
“Kok she is here?” all that was asked was a thousand languages.
“Lu don't know yet?”
“Masksud lu?”
“Gue and Yukita are back again”
Whahuh? Reversing it? “Kok you want to come back with him again? Are you not afraid of what happened first? And it will probably happen again”
“Eh... what do you mean? Lu don't interfere in my affairs and Yukita!”
I can only ask and fight in my mind as if I didn't believe all this. He accepted this jerk again?
“Kel... What do you want to say?” ask Yukita.
“Ngak so... yes already. Beware of you what-apain Yukita!”
“Although why?”
“Udah... already... be careful on the road ya!”
“Ya” am I late? Back with pain again.
Always, every return to Bandung in a state of heartache. Shame actually every there, vent to Dirga continues.
Aah, it suddenly felt sore, remembering Yukita with the jerk again.
Why does he have to be again? why do I always lose quickly to him. But the mind does not accept if it has to be him again who is on the side of Yukita.
***
“Ga, it looks like I really should give up.”
“Why else bro?” he was busy chatting with his girlfriend.
“Hah, it's Ga,” a little disappointed it turns out that at this time his mind has been divided.
I couldn't possibly forbid him to have a lover, but somehow it turns out that it feels like a friend who used to be a place to tell stories, can't focus like before.
“Sorry Ga, I interrupted you.” I left him.
Turns out Dirga held back, “Hey, Ry.. lu why else?”
“Gue is just shy Ga, every time you meet just tell me a sad story that I experienced.” Back heard the message Dirga entered repeatedly.
“Mending you just continue with him Ga. I'll go back!”
“Wait for Ry, even if I already have a girlfriend, you don't have to worry, I will always be there for you, as your best friend!”
“Oke, mending now you just continue to chat with him! I first unplug.”
Dirga is a true friend, but at this time he still feels the good times of dating.
So unpleasant, distracting his mind with the same problem over time.
Kulaju this ninja quickly, leaving Dirga's house, aimlessly, following where the wind was carrying. Apparently, the rain fell more and more rapidly. Forcing to stop, wherever there is a place to shelter.
The rain, it made me quite wet, fortunately always wear a waterproof jacket but still wet the bottom. I saw a couple of lovers using umbrellas both passing in front of where I stood. How happy they are, in simplicity.
Before long, there was another motorcyclist who stopped, also sheltered where I stood. It turned out to be a small family who brought their toddler son. The three of them were quite drenched, because of the rain. I'm looking for a handkerchief, I'm approaching a little guy who's about three years old. The little boy looked at me, I squatted down, and I wiped the wet parts of his body.
“Whose little sister is her name?” then the little boy looked at his parents and both nodded their heads telling him to answer.
“Ca.ca om.”
“Let Om dry ya?” he nodded and I helped dry his face and hair.
“You're okay, Daughter? It was suddenly raining when we were on a family tour.”
“Iya Tea, later the handicap is directly bathed in anget water until home only?”
“Iya, let it not be carefree,” then I hand the handkerchief to his mother. Again a beautiful simple portrait. After I think back, actually my problem is also simple. It's just, I like to exaggerate it, so it makes me dizzy myself.
To put it simply, if he were my soul mate, he would be mine after all. If he wasn't my destiny, any attempt to obtain it would just be a waste. So, if she currently has a boyfriend, why not me?