Not Romeo (Life Is Empty Dream)
The love story 6
For Ray, sleep is a happiness in life, activity and too much waste of stamina is a futile act. By conserving energy, it is possible that the body's endurance will last longer.
The daily life he does depends on what he wants. When free time is there and the mind can not think, the activities that he will do just watch anime while lying down. Even a full day can afford to watch just for the sake of self-pleasure.
Using the mind only for love and love is boring. Most people judge him a slacker even though they know he works.
Being able to get up at 13:11 pm is his achievement at an early age. Something to boast about despite being proud of among the men who do not want to do anything.
And at this moment all he did was lie staring blankly at the ceiling.
"Son," Mother called.
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Nur Amira's. I was the pregnant woman who gave birth and raised Ray affectionately. What he has done so far will never be enough to express in words.
The first time the mother knew the father was when the father was in the village where the mother lived. Brief story of their first sight that mom told Ray.
Pratama Wijaya full name of the father. In addition to private workers, being a village musician is an activity in his spare time, complete with his distinctive hair that represents the identical of a musician.
Not so many things Ray knows about him, because it's too awkward when a boy talks to a father.
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"Yes ma'am" he answered still lying down.
"Let's take a minute." Mother called from the living room.
Stand up to Mom, "What's up, Mom?"
"When did you get to know your candidate to Mom? I've been wondering what kind of woman you've chosen."
"Tomorrow the night I bring it here" replied Ray briefly continuing to lie on the floor.
Hearing that answer, she smiled, "Yeah? beware if you lie, scribble your name from the family card."
"Mostly in the adoption of others I," replied Ray with ignorance.
"Rug it, eat a lot, sleep a day off do not know the rules, like to crawl flying everywhere so, give money to me never many times," said Rama when he wanted to enter the room.
"Ikut meddling even this one slave, should be proud to have a brother who is not cruel like this," Ray stared back at Rama.
With a grinning face Rama replied, "Pretentious of times, but fit in love with money."
"White money you know." Giving Rama money.
"I'm proud to have a brother kek gini ma'am" said Rama took the money.
"Yes, I want to continue with your father at the dinner table."
The next day at exactly 19:30 Ray picked up Alisa then rushed back until finally arriving at Ray's house half an hour later.
After getting to know each other, the chatter of Mother, Ray and Alisa in the living room started to look a little serious.
"You are good, look smart also has a charming face. Are you sure about him?" said Mother.
"I'm sure Ma'am is with him, without knowing why, but I love Mom as much as Alisa," Ray replied sympathetically.
"Be quiet, I'm asking Lisa not you" she said.
As soon as Alisa smiled crisply, the mood in her heart that was looking nervous just melted away, naturally because Lisa's meeting with Ray's Mother was her first experience.
"I love Ray Bu, he's so good to me, he never knew another woman. Not to mention that he always took care of me and loved me as sincerely as his heart. Although sometimes I'm selfish, Ray still patiently faces me. I'm sure he's the right man for me Mom" Alisa said in a soft tone.
Continuing to cool chatting does not feel the night getting late, Ray immediately prepared to send Alisa back.
"I'll say goodbye, ma'am." Ray's hand-capping.
"Lisa too, Mom." Lisa also cheated.
After shaking hands, head straight for the motorcycle to start the engine. Along the way on the motorcycle, Alisa kept hugging so tightly, whether it was because she was happy or cold. Ray's mind that night just quickly reached Alisa's house, saying goodbye and then rested to sleep.
At Alisa's house, after all,.
"New eh also in the talk has arrived," greeted Alisa's mother who was sitting casually with her father on the porch of the house.
"Where's the introduction, right?" asked Alisa's father to start standing up.
"Alhamdulilah very smoothly Yah," answered Alisa crucified both hands of her parents.
"Sorry sir, Mom until late at night like this, just let it go at home" Ray continued.
"Dad is okay. You don't want to stop by first, son?" reply Alisa's Mother.
"Other times I'll stop by Mom, it's not good for the neighbors to be late like this."
"Then be careful on the road" said Alisa's father.
"Pamit yes sir, Mom." Ray again shakes hands.
"Yes." Yeah."
Ray walks back to the motorcycle in Alisa's dampingin.
"Be careful on the road, do not speed," said Alisa barked Ray's hand.
"Ready commander," Ray stroked Alisa's head and left.
Arriving at Ray's house straight to the room,.
"Argh."
Taking off her clothes, then lying in bed, picking up a cell phone intending to continue watching the latest episode of her anime.
"Watch on?" he stared at the phone screen.
"Tomorrow," he said again put the phone in any place.
Night passed covered with darkness, slowly dusk has returned to accompany the morning dew. Falling asleep until the morning passes, waking up when the scorching rays of the afternoon sun penetrate the side of the room window.
"Armgh." Stretch out your hands looking for cigarettes on the room table.
"In the abis," said Ray holding an empty box of cigarettes.
Go to the bathroom to clean up. After getting rid of himself immediately rushed to buy cigarettes in the stall.
I don't know what wind directed him that afternoon until he was reunited with Saints.
His meeting with the Saints that day was the 2nd time after all the time they were separated. Just like before when in the hospital, each other was nervous when they were about to say hello.
"Hi," said the bowed Saint blushing in embarrassment.
"Yes," Ray smiled back.
"I want to tell you something, okay?" soft door.
"Say what is it, Saints?"
Taking a slightly long breath, slowly exhaling her, "Why do we look so selfish still hold our promise first in elementary school? Shouldn't we exchange phone numbers?" the Holy Word turned its eyes away.
"But what about the promise we've been holding together, does it matter if we break it?" brief Ray.
"If we continue to keep the old promise without telling each other, I'm not sure it will last" Suci said.
Ray did not intend to break his promise first, because the promise for a man was very absolute. When a man makes a promise and breaks it, it's a loser's act.
"If you want this, fine, I'll do it" Ray smiled faintly.
Hearing that remark, slowly the sweet smile on Sacred lips opened, the red-cheeked hue clearly looking so happy when Ray granted his wish.
Kiosk bu Iyem is a silent witness to the exchange of telephone numbers of two people from so long ago reunited.
"Then I'll tell you, I'll wait, bye," said the saint as he walked away waving his hand.
"Women today, it is difficult to predict, when it can be not, it can also be possible. If not, it could be possible, it could be. When you say maybe, yes, maybe not. I don't know if this headache thinks about it," murmured Ray looked at Sacred from a distance then turned around.
Returning from the stall to buy cigarettes, he continued to lie on the floor of the house and continued to look at the Holy phone number.
"Em, Holy, Holy oh Holy, beautiful name, very fitting when juxtaposed with beautiful face," he said in his heart while smiling madly carried away.
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