Olives

Olives
Love all the time



" awwm..


Olive reflex yells when her hand is pulled by a brandon who has been near her who is in front of the house waiting for the usual angkot to ride to school, after coming out of the fabian house.


" lelatin brandon, I want to go to school. "cried olive trying to let go of brandon's hand checks.


When they arrived at the brandon motorbike, brandon immediately paired the cream helmet that he carried with his olive head.


" up aja, later you will know. "said brandon sniffed his shoulders, hinting to olive ride his dirt.


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The large building that plays a significant role for everyone, which is dominant in white and the pungent smell of drugs makes Olive a little curious, why brandon took her to the hospital, not the school. In the hospital corridor there are many people of different ages who go back and forth there, there are also those who are sitting holding hands in front of a room that is tightly closed.


Brandon continued to pull olive's hand through the rooms with the door closed, towards a room numbered 305 with a cream door and glass that patch.


Baked in bedsheets typical of the hospital blue is lying weak figure of a man who for several months deliberately away from him, the infusion hose attached to his hand and bandage purtih bandaged his right arm. Well, he's arga.  His condition is now not okay, blisters appear to decorate his white skin in some parts.


Arga widened his smile when he saw brandon managed to bring olive to meet him. Regret , one word that is currently plaguing arga and brandon.  How not, foolishly, ah, not only stupid but very stupid they trust others more than their own friends who have been together for a long time and into their lives .


A drop of clear, dripping droplets just like that from the eyelids of olive who looked at arga with a nanar gaze. Although there was still a sense of disappointment over their treatment, but in part he stored anxiety on his best friend, seeing he was lying weak as usual.


Brandon drew olive's hand to approach the brandon basket so that it became very close.


" hai.". "sapa arga waved his hand towards the olive even though it was not raised perfectly.


Olive reflex pulled the corner of her lips to hear the greeting arga with a smile on the lips of arga that had not been seen for a long time and was not intended for him.


" why can gini? "


Arga laughed a little at Olive's question


"  karma for me. "


" i went out first, wanted to buy a drink. "given brandon as if to give time to both of them.


As far as Brandon is concerned, everything is silent, quiet, and voices are busy with their own thoughts.


" i want a mintak sorry same lo. " said Arga break the silence.  That's the only sentence that Arga wants to convey to olive.


Actually still heavy, to say yes to the apology arga, however olive only ordinary people who still have a heart that can feel the name of heartache and also disappointed. But, Olive once read in a story that forgiving is good from having to hold a grudge that only makes us become unsettled and uncomfortable. "I know, you are a fool.  But, I'm sure everything that's happened has become destiny and I'm sure god is also giving us a lesson. "olive tried to smile even though the disappointment was still there.


" lo liv's good guy, I hope you still want to be my best friend and also brandon. "


" we are still said, whose name is a friend there is no term ex or former friend. "


" thank you I'm sorry, "arga holds a tiny olive hand in her palm.


" you can get a gini, why? "


" i hit a tree in front of my house. "


Olive knitted her eyebrows in surprise, crashing into a tree in front of the house. "how could it be? "


" i don't know I'm a lo liv, not focused on driving me. "


" the tree is fine, isn't it? "


" how do you even have a tree?  It should be in my condition dong. "olive held back his laughter hearing the dumelan arga.


" did your aunt know you're in the hospital?" olive knew that if the relationship between Arga and his parents could not be said to be good, just because of misunderstandings and lack of attention from his parents to arga since childhood, they were too busy with their work,  olive knows if they really love this child alone, although rarely olive often associated with mama arga to just ask news and the state of arga. If anyone asks why his mother did not directly contact arga?  So the answer is that Arga never want to lift the phone from them.


" they already know, but I'm sure they won't care" said Arga laughing discordantly considering his relationship with his parents.


" no, you can't do that.  They are very dear to you, I'm sure they will come soon because they are worried about you. "olive back memegan tightly hand arga.


It's time for Arga to know, if secretly his parents often ask the situation of his son and always watch him from afar. "you know? Aunty often really called me diem-diem for your news. I can see, not only me but everyone can see from the eyes of aunty, if she is very sayanngggg with you. "olive said with teary eyes, he said, because olive also really misses the figure of the mother to be present in his life. "


" there is no mother or father who does not love their children, only sometimes they are too selfish to think about their interests rather than the feelings of their children,  but do not rule out the possibility that sometimes the child who is too stubborn does not want to understand or understand his parents, you know all the hard work they do is also all for you, all of it for you, make the comfort of your life, so as not to experience the same circumstances as they were in the past. "olive looked at arga gently and smiled to give strength to arga and hope arga will understand everything. " ga, do not waste them while they are still on your side, do not waste their love. They miss you, they miss you very much. I know, you're good, you miss them too.  Tell me it ain't. Tell them you love them, you miss them, hug them, kiss their hands. Before everything is too late ga. "crowded, sad two words that are currently really very felt olive, if it is about parents then everyone will definitely feel the same, the same thing,  it will surely shed tears. Because of their love all the time.


For fathers and mothers wherever they are May they, heroes without hope for revenge, selflessness and rewards, always be given health and happiness in the world and the hereafter.  Aamiins.


The cream door opened revealing two figures who were no longer young with reddened eyes walking quickly towards the arga who looked at them with longing gazes.


For all fathers and mothers wherever they are, may God avenge all your countless struggles and labors, may the Lord repay by giving His Heaven for them.


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