Lucia, Charm of Pregnant Maaba

She's What I Want

How else, I'm still far from the finish line.

Not infrequently the distance I traveled almost made me fall.

Fighting for you is as difficult as fighting in the Majapahit era.

However, the flames within the soul never receded in order to live together in old age.

The weekend now feels different, there are hearts that are too empty, because they cannot meet each other.

The time used to stay away from the hustle and bustle actually makes it sad.

There was nothing he wanted to do but meet the woman, longing for a smile that felt like honey, making anyone who saw her opium.

Time still shows at seven in the morning, usually Fabio will go around to run, improve fitness through physical activity.

But need to be reminded again, today there are things that make it delay the activity. Fabio wants to visit Lucia's residence, it is still too early for him to visit, but who knows Lucia also wants to meet.

After getting ready Fabio rushed on his motorcycle, in the middle of the road he pulled over the vehicle to buy chicken porridge.

Fabio deliberately bought chicken porridge at his subscription place, although he had to queue but he could get a more delicious food than elsewhere.

"Bang porridge chicken two, wrapped"

"Ready, take a pedes?"

"Anyway"

Fabio intended to have breakfast at Lucia's house, not forgetting to buy porridge for the host. Hopefully Lucia hasn't had breakfast yet so they can have breakfast together.

About five minutes after Fabio's order was completed, he rode back on his bike to Lucia's residence.

With a speed above the average Fabio drove the vehicle to arrive faster.

From the outside looks lonely, the door is still closed tightly, Fabio tried to get off the bike.

Geck! Tok Tok!

"Luciaaaa......"

Tok Tok!

"Lucia it's me, Fabio....."

Fabio knocked while shouting to call the house occupants, he also peeked through the window but saw nothing because it was covered with curtains from inside.

"Haloooo's..... Is there someone inside?"

"Luciaaaa....."

Feeling that no one in Fabio decided to call Lucia's number, the woman did not usually leave.

"I'm sorry your number is off, try a few more moments"

"Aren't active?"

Not giving up, Fabio called a second time.

"I'm sorry the number you're on isn't...."

Fabio knocked on the door again.

Tok Tok Tok!

"Luciaaa.... Are you inside?"

Free, no legalities whatsoever.

"There's no way he's still sleeping, is he?"

Fabio looked around, maybe he should try asking. A fry salesman in front became the center of Fabio's attention.

"Excuse me sir, ask. Did you see the owner of the house come out?"

"Waduh less know mas, just come also me"

No one knows, Fabio did not get any results related to the existence of Lucia.

"That's it sir, thank you sir"

"Yes, you're welcome"

Fabio returned to Lucia's yard, choosing to wait until the owner of the house came. No matter when Lucia arrived, the important thing was that she had to make sure she was okay.

***

While elsewhere a woman is cool looking at the beautiful charm of the sky, through the various processes of color change from the beginning.

Sitting at the end of the long bridge while accompanied by the cold outside temperature, the water slowly surging as if accompanying the woman.

The weekend he used to come to this place, deserted no one who came but him.

That is what is done to calm the dagger-pierced heart, from the outside it looks peaceful but inside is very messy.

A boat moves due to the whirling waves, making it seem to dance on the receding water.

A rope that binds can not make the boat free, but there is something that makes it cheerful.

A longing for a life in the past that still makes him in disbelief is now in invisible bars.

Where did that happiness go? No time to say goodbye, at least to make him ready to face the world of torture.

At the end of this bridge the feeling of wanting to throw themselves is very big, jumping strong as if in the sea there is a place for him to hum.

To escape the cruelty of worldly life.

"Bring me Daddy.... Lucia's tired"

Apparently there is a weak point of the man who calls himself a tough woman, this swollen heartland that no one can heal, the pleasure that has emerged lately he realized only lasts a while.

"He's not mine, he can go whenever he wants"

As a shadow of a man flashed through his head, that sincere smile he never got again since the departure of his father.

Warmly pierced into the recesses of the soul, unmatched despite being replaced by millions of full moons. He would no longer find such a figure.

"In my one-time life, why isn't he the one God chose"