Love Wrong Connects

Lake 1

Take Veye home in fact

doesn't make all this easier to understand. It makes the head more

Ringgo wants to break.

            But now in front of him there may be people who are more confused than him.

Yes, Veye's mother.

            “What do you say Rein?”, the sound is heavy, it's hard to breathe.

            Veye just cried.

            Ringo chose to leave the room. Towards the terrace. Intend to just leave before he gets into even stranger problems.

            Not long ago he came out, the middle-aged man patted his shoulder. Hold back.

            “Who are you nak?”, he said softly. Scrutinize.

            “I Ringgo pak”, Ringgo stalled.

            The man looked at Ringgo's face. Getting closer. Oh no, but very, very close. This time he surrounded Ringgo's body. Look at it from top to bottom.

            “Edgar?”

            Ringgo's eyes were wide again. Huh huh? What did he say?

            The man had a confused face. As if I couldn't believe it.

            “I Ringgo pak”, interruptions from the owner's name.

            Again, the man nodded.

            “You, his friend Rein?”

            “Oh... no, I..”.

            Not finished that sentence, Veye ran out. Running while grabbing the arm. Asked him to start the motor at lightning speed. With sobbing. Taut crying.

            While, from inside the house, Veye's mother seemed to be trying to run. Removing the oxygen hose while coughing. Trying to hold Veye, his son.

            Ringgo is confused. His arm was bruised because of Veye's strong grip.

            “Woy, where are you going?”, snapped Ringgo, confused.

            “Hiks, come on Ringgo! New engine! We go! Cepetan, I beg you.. plis bangettt”, he asked.

            The man who turned out to be Veye's grandfather did not try to hold back for a second, even though his son Belinda begged.

            “Pak, the grandson of the father goes sir. Please hold... uhukkk”, the cry.

            There is no movement. Just silence. Looking at his granddaughter who went with a man named Ringgo.

            Motor Ringgo. Leaving a big question mark.

            “Pak... why? Why was my grandson not arrested? Bella is having a hard time chasing after sir, hiks.”, her sobs. Sedimented. Out of breath. Weary.

            “He's definitely back. He just needs time”, said Veye's grandfather.

            Meanwhile, on the bike, Veye hugged Ringgo tightly. Crying so badly.

            Ringgo drove his bike faster, somewhere. Back to the house? Not a good idea. His residence? Oh, naw. He's not that kind of man.

            Ringgo thought hard. He thought it was crazy just Veye. But now he understood that his grandfather also called him Edgar.

            “Where are we going?”, ask Ringgo.

            The answer he got was just a cry that was getting worse. Nonexistent

the medicine!

            “We swim? Mau?”, haggling random.

            Ah crazy! Another sad time to swim? Just be right!

            “Lake”, Veye voice faint.

            “Hah?”

            “Lake, let's go to lake”

            Ringgo finally turned. Heading to the lake he knew. The closest one to the road he was on.

            The lake they were heading to was already in sight. Simply spend about fifteen to twenty minutes to arrive. The road's a little uphill. The atmosphere is cooler. Cool.

            Motor Ringgo he parked among the reeds. The lake was exactly eight meters away from them. Both sit on the front. Just two.

            Veye stared blankly. His eyes were going nowhere. Still tears in her eyes. Redder. Sometimes rubbing his own cheeks.

            Besides, Ringgo sat down. Weary. It feels really tired. Recollecting the things that happened to him during this time. A strange life suddenly.

            “Vey, is there something you're hiding?”, Ringgo asked as he poured himself into the grassy ground. His waist was no longer able to stand if he had to sit down.

            The person being asked did not answer. Come break down.

            Both of them looked up at the sky. This day the clouds prefer to cover the sky and cover the sun. Maybe in an hour or two it will rain.

            Birds were heard from the sides of the lake. The lake was calm in front of them. The water is bright green. It is fresh and natural.

            Veye stared at the sky more closely. When Ringgo looked at him, what Ringgo caught was. Oh my God, it turns out this girl has beautiful eyes!

            Still in silence, Ringgo continued to pay attention to mat aitu. My eyes are bright but bright. Her eyelashes are not too long, but appear thick. Skin's bright. Not white, almost sapodilla ripe, but smooth. And his nose, so sweet.

            Long Ringgo looked at the girl. Until Veye looked at him. The two look at each other.

            “Edgar..”

            “Ya?”, Ringgo is still stunned.

            The girl smiled. “Veye called him Edgar!”, he said accompanied giggling.

            “Yaudah, now my name is Edgar deh. Make lo doang but”, Ringgo throws a smile.

            Well, fuck it. Who cares. Tomorrow, if anyone calls him Gery, Hermanto, Sukiman, he will do it. In fact, what they called was his body. About names? We take care of tomorrow.

            It was so itchy to ask about that. What happened in that house. Belinda, Rein, Edgar, crying? Doesn't that make a big question mark?

            Ringgo held back his question. More interested in paying attention to Veye at this time. No, he's not in love yet. After all the anxiety he went through, falling in love was as easy as it was

that it? Sure didn't.

            “Vey, I want to know, Edgar you know that, like what the hell?”

            Veye sat back down. His back started to itch on the grass.

            Or maybe some sort of pretend thinking.

            “Just anywayEdgar is good. The understanding. I want to sacrifice a lot for Veye. Love the surprise. Always shrewd with Veye babbling, everything deh!”, replied the spirit.

            Ringgo nodded slowly, this one also pretended to understand.

            “If you meet Edgar really, what would you like to do with him?”

            Veye. “No”, the answer is short.

            Ringgo wake. Justifying his sitting position. Frown.

            “Lah? Keep making you look. Yeah, gua thought you'd marry her cake, or whatever.”,

gas new.

            “Ngapain? Veye doesn't need to marry Edgar. Veye just needs Edgar to explain to Veye about

why Edgar went to Veye”

            “Lu know he left you, why do you keep chasing? That means you ****. Move on dong.”

            This time there was no tolerance. Although Ringgo may also be frequently stamped on jerks by his former minions, he cannot tolerate Veye's folly.

            “Veye is gone. Veye's proof never asked Edgar to come back with Veye..”.

            Ringgo is getting confused. The endless confusion.

            “Terus?”

            “But

Ringgo, you know what? Years without clarity is painful? You know, just like you again unfortunately, keep someone going lo? I may start to be sincere. But there is a hole in my heart. A hole with a million curious why.

            The hole was present precisely not because he went Nggo. Not at all. But because I feel broken. Feel useless. I feel like I'm being left out, because I was wrong. I am less. I-I know. But plis was not Edgar

you should have told me why.

            Now it's all over. On my grown-up side, I'm trying to realize that Edgar wasn't for me. He is actually happy now. Not by my side. But on the other hand, on my selfish side*****, I feel this is not fair. It's not fair to me that he's always been difficult. Make him cool all this time but in fact he's not for me”, Veye crying.