
The hospital chatter was over when Holy Father called him, like telling him to do something.
"Yes, you're careful on the road" said Ray smiling back.
Replying to Ray's smile, Suci continued walking away leaving him still in front of the door of the hospital room.
Not so far away from him, Suci turned back to stare, "I'm still looking forward to your dream, fight, '" said Suci waving a beautiful smile.
Those parting words back made Ray's mind oscillate like cotton.
"Can't you do this?" ray asked inwardly to reply to the hand of the Sacred.
After all the business in the hospital was completed, Ray rushed to ride the angkot, because the motorcycle he had suffered quite heavy damage.
"3 women? Did I break the law?" he jokes with himself when he is on public transport.
One thing that is not so certain, love and sometimes invisible love have a difference.
Both will feel the same when the heart is engulfed in the flames of romance.
Next morning..
Treeett...
Vibrate the tone of the phone at 9 am.
"Is there anything more painful than waking up when the clock is still showing at 9am?" peeker Ray stared at the screen.
"Iisa?" keep Ray rubbing his eyes and then open the contents of the message.
"Have not woken up yet, is it still the intention of living today?"
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Alisa is a very mature woman with a variety of thoughts. She was a good woman, had thick eyebrows, straight hair, beautiful bluish eyeballs, as well as had an ideal body among other women.
Alisa is the only child of the largest market entrepreneur in the city who is not so far from where Ray lives. A daughter of Mr. Surya Wijaya and Ibu Nirmala Sari.
They got to know each other in college, a wonderful time when it comes to loving. The relationship they live is quite long, and for a feeling Alisa never play around when giving heart.
His hopeless laughter, his expression of small things, became an attraction within him. But behind it all, he's a little selfish whatever about Ray's life.
Like when they had a full day of vacation together. Even when late at night Ray had to accompany Alisa to a deep sleep even though only by phone call and it repeatedly happened.
Alisa knows it's not Ray's world, spending time just dating. Because in the dictionary principle of Ray's life, it's the same as the new kind of model colonization.
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As Ray daydreams with his thoughts, Alisa's message comes back as a surprise.
"Are you busy, aren't we going?"
Thinking for a moment and then replying, "Today I happened to be a little busy, had to finish my novel as soon as possible."
"That again? What do you hope to do by writing a novel, Mom? Writing a novel doesn't promise a bright future in your life."
Ray was silent regardless of the message from him, as his hand picked up the pen on the table sitting down and continued to write a story.
Dreettt.Alisa's message is back).
Reading the contents of the message, Ray let out a slight sigh and then replied.
"I knew the novel first compared to you Alisa. Although it currently looks luminous does not mean dark. Look with your little heart, you'll understand when you get into it."
For the umpteenth time Alisa tried to change the course of Ray's life, even though she knew Ray's soul would never be perfect. Even so Ray still tried to always survive and let everything pass.
"Then I'll just go to bed." Alisa's message ends.
"Women, beautiful in fiction, dangerous in fact," said Ray put the phone back to writing.
At 16:00 p.m., after writing finished, go out of the house for fresh air intending to visit the house of his best friend, Putra. It was an option when he needed entertainment.
Take the doctor (Motorbike) out of the garage, hurry to the Son's house.
"Right now are the hours where the fried sellers spread charm," Ray's mind intends to find a snack.
Upon arrival at the location, Putra looks busy playing the guitar and writing the lyrics of the song he created.
~I'm sorry that I left, I will always love you.~
A lyric he sang with melodious guitar accompaniment.
"Musicians who are less in attention to menpora yes this is the fate," said Ray began to tease berjahili.
"Eh Rahul, tumben nongol, is your life still?" reply brief.
Began to sit beside the Son, "Still, your prayers are very ugly ngatno."
"Kok look different weather your face at this time, again fever what how?" ask the curious son.
"A little problem with Alisa anyway," briefly Ray takes a piece of bakwan and puts the food on the table of the yard of the house.
"What's the matter with Lisa?"
With a mouth full of food, Cuek replied, "It is customary, the nature of its colonization is never lost."
The son smiled for a moment then pointed at the food on the small table that Ray was carrying.
"This thing, right?" he held a bakwan.
"Anyway, yes halal, sought through pure sweat and raised wholeheartedly really," cried Ray stretched his head.
"You think Malika," replied the Son chewing.
"No, malin kundang betol."
Seeing Ray close his eyes, he breathed a little hard. The son understood his anxiety towards Alisa.
"If love and love why should there be such a complicated matter?" son continued to write his song lyrics.
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