Love Kepentok Scription

Recollecting

"Tik.tik.tik" Sparkling rain, leaf wave, flower dance, wind gusts, and cold weather add the deepest impression when it rains.

The smell of wet soil is typical because rain water pierces the nose.

The rumbling sound of rain on the roof made of zinc. Downstream of the man on his way. Four-wheeled and two-wheeled vehicles, decorate the highway.

Stop at every intersection, red light travel. Riding a public vehicle has become routine.

Enjoy every trip. Get on and off the vehicle. Even though he has been to the land of people does not make him a prestige of generality.

So that public transportation is an option because there are many stories that are dear to miss.

Although many parked vehicles lined up in the parking lot, the driver waved asking sincerity to climb his vehicle.

Some people choose to ride it and some scatter to enter the train station because the rain has not subsided.

Vivi walked quickly, wearing her umbrella, because Vivi did not forget to bring an umbrella when traveling. Like the term "available umbrella before rain". To make it never overwhelmed, passing through the streets in a hurry not because of fear of rain, but fear of missing.

It has been estimated indeed, but it would be nice if not missed. Time is an opportunity that cannot be missed.

There were many people in the crowd, with various purposes.

The announcement sounded less clear because the rain was still there and had not subsided, plus the human crowd.

The train ticket is in hand, entering the platform to wait for the arrival, the friend aka the train, which will lead to the hometown.

Passengers disembark at the destination station, allowing those who disembark first, but not a few who scramble, impatient, want to go in and sit down. Though he was given a chance. "Huh.." Vii takes a breath. "That's how people are, everyone is not the same.

Now it is my turn to arrive. "Bismillah.." Looking around looking for an empty place, "Where are you...?" my eyes wander, looking for the empty there." "yes like this empty heart nothing fills yet" I speak for myself.

"Astagfirullah, Forgive Me, O Rabb, for being so longing. Though I Tau that ..Death, Souls and Rezki all You set." My Mind's Bouncing. Until I was hit by someone passing by. "sir". "Sorry, don't eat it" he said.

"Stupid" I slipped in shock. "Alhamdulillah" because only my bag hit, "hehe" my ass, "Astagfirullah" Eh, I'm sorry" I shifted.

I finally found an empty bench. Actually next to Me there are people "Hehe" Intentionally I seek a place that is least next to Me or in front of Me Akhwat. That's what makes me long. Because for Me it feels really uncomfortable if you have to be close to the opposite sex.

"Ahamdulillah" I said in my heart.

"Slave.dret...dret.." My phone vibrated the sign of an incoming call, because it was vibrating more than once, because if one eats the message.

I saw the screen on the Handphon reveal My Mom's name. I slide the green screen.

"Assalamu'alaikum.." said the one there aka My Mom.

"Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahiwabarakatuh...."

"Where did you go?"

"Udah to mah"

"Where you don't exist", while wailing, looking for his favorite child.

"Yes, it's up to the station."

"It's just a minute later, OK mom wait."

"Noo.noo" I startled the whole carriage glancing at him, I lowered my head while smiling as a sign of apology. "It's a shame on me"

"Why, what happend?"

"No, I mean, I'm still at the departure station, still half an hour away".

"Ok, Take care, dear"

"Ok mom, God willing, thanks you"

"Ok, love youu, see you at home."

"Ok, mom, see you at home"

"Click" Telphon closed.

I continued to open social media accounts, to see the news.

"Gujes....Gujesh.....Gujesh...." The sound of the train running. The view of the rice fields and the streets that passed, accompanying the trip back to the hometown.

It didn't feel like I was coming to my hometown.

"Assalamu'ali...."

"Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahiwabarakatuh"

Ku salami and we cipika cipiki, let go of longing because some days do not meet, it feels really long, because not out of town but abroad.

"Dear you ate?" while releasing a hug.

"Udah mah, I was eating at a restaurant near the airport, really good food" while imagining melted cheese on top of chicken with cheese spices, and delicious cream soup.

"Wush, that's so" Moms patted me on the shoulder.

"Sory mom, it was so good".

"Ok.. Moms actually have cooked your favorite, because Moms knows Vii will go home today".

While taking Vii to the dining table.

Mom opened every dessert.

" Well good moms, thanks you so much, thank you so much, jazakillah khair, really understanding my dear moms" , I hug my Mom.

"Iyaa dong who used to dong, Moms her sweet and beautiful Vii" while returning a hug.

"Feed it first!!" moms order.

"Thanks Mom, but I'm still full and it feels like this body is sticky." While kissing his own ketek.

"Ohh, the pantesan earlier moms felt something strange turned out to be this" closed his nose and pointed at Vii.

"Yes, hehe" Vii chuckled.

" Ok, means take a bath in warm water, change clothes, then eat. While passing away to see his beloved soap opera.

"Ok" brings together the thumb and forefinger to form the Ok movement.

After bathing Vii dries hair.

" It's vacation, go home, so dinget again deh, still have debt, thesis oh thesis, why you thesis.