
Arriving at the boarding house, Pricil and Vienna catch their breath because of running. Hot weather adds sultry mood and a restless heart.
Huhh
Haha
Huo
''Gilak, very engap, Pric.'' Vienna took a breath while bowing to her knees as soon as she was crouching.
''Same, huh!'' Pricil did the same.
After that, they went straight to Tio's room as well as Angga's. But they found no one there. Evidently with the door of the room still locked.
''They don't exist, yes. Try calling, deh!'' vienna Proposal.
''I called, deh!'' Pricil immediately dialed Tio's number and made a call. However, the number in contact is not connected unless the sound of the operator that said. He asked Vienna to call Angga and the result was the same.
The worry enveloped the two of them, there was a sense of tightness in Pricil in the recesses of his heart. I don't know what it is he still doesn't understand.
They went out and would return to their place, but when they reached the gate they met Angga who was riding on a motorcycle taxi.
''You guys?'' angga.
''Where are you from? Where's tio?'' Pricil Langsunf asked Angga a question.
''Tio was brought with him by his father, but I suspect that he will be taken to his parents' place, deh.'' Angga looks agitated.
''What do you mean, Ga. I don't understand!'' panic Pricile.
''So gini, there was Tio's papa here, continued Tio invited his papa to go with his papa nemuin mama and his sister in a hotel. Then, my feelings are not good, like there is nothing like Tio.'' Angga explained at length and Pricil carefully digested every word Angga said.
''Hmm ... How do you go, dong?'' pricil said lethargicly.
''I want to charge hp first, so I can check the last location where he is,'' said Angga and he immediately opened the door of the boarding room.
Vienna and Pricil also entered because they wanted to get news immediately. After Angga managed to charge his phone battery and he immediately checked the last location of Tio.
''Airports!!'' exclaim Angga and round his eyes.
''Where did he fly?'' viennese timpal.
''We go straight there now. The hibiscus!!'' Pricil immediately gave a suggestion and urged his friends to immediately follow Tio's whereabouts.
It took about half an hour until they arrived at the BIM airport where it was in accordance with the location of checking done by Angga.
As soon as their distance was close, Tio turned his head and saw the person calling his name was in the same place.
''Lia,'' muttered Tio and immediately stepped over to Pricil. Papa Tio had held his arm but he immediately shook his hand Pak Yoga.
''Tiooo,'' call Pricil while still running to Tio.
They immediately huddled in the crowd regardless of the situation and also Tio's parents who saw the scene with sharp squealing eyes.
''Where are you going? don't stay with me, Yo!'' Pricil shed tears and choked sounds.
''Sorry,'' whispered Tio in between his arms.
''Don't go! I don't want to separate from you, please, Pricil.
''I have to go now. You're all right, yeah.'' Tio looked at Pricil softly. Her tears welled up in the eye pelukur want to spill over her cheeks.
''No!'' Pricil tightened his embrace, Tio felt Pricil's body tremble as it held back tears.
''One day, if we are friends, we will meet again. I beg you, reach your goal and make it happen. I will take care of this heart until we are found again, Tio's message while wiping her tears that are not restrained anymore.
''What is it, I need an accurate explanation. I can't have you giniin, Yo!'' isak Pricil and took off his embrace. In his hands Tio's hands tightly. Their fingers now intertwined and stared intensely.
''I'll tell you all at the right time. I'll call you later. You believe me, right?'' tio said sootheingly.
A split minute they stared at each other for the last time until the voice call from the papa required Tio to catch up immediately.
''I Love You, Lia.'' Tio kissed Pricil's lips gently and ********feelingly. Pricil also reciprocated without hesitation, they shed each other's love for the last time.
''I Love You Too, Tio.'' Pricil replied to Tio's expression with wet eyes.
They also began to make distance until the grip of their hands detached from each other.
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Sorry dear if my writing and imagination are not satisfactory for you to read. This is what the author can make as good as possible and also still far from neat words. The groove is messy and may be less connected.
This is just as entertainment, sorry if in the beginning to near the end is not revised. See You All, love you so much.