Painting Your Eye Ball

Painting Your Eye Ball
LONGS



The eagle walked fast. His intention from this morning was hindered by Fahrani. He could not refuse if the laughter of Fahrani lately did disturb his mind. However, there was still a wedge between his heart and Naya. He couldn't just ignore it. The cute guy has now run towards villa Naya.


The glass window with light brown cosine paint is wide open. An adult girl in all-white clothes helps Naya who is in therapy walking. The eagle can only look from far away.


Why is the time always wrong. I have to greet him. Huh, Aya when can we be like before


“Better you go home, Eagle. I'm sure Biyung and Rama will be waiting at home. It's late afternoon, son.” Pakdhe Ismanto shocked the Eagle.


The eagle just nodded and passed while occasionally turning back. Pakdhe Ismanto who saw him felt sorry for the guy. The eagle complied and passed away reluctantly.


Arriving at home, Biyung was already waiting in the courtyard. Sit under a shady tree while folding clothes.


“Where have you been, Le? This afternoon just came home. Ramamu from earlier tanyain.”


“Tadi nganterin Fahrani came home, because he had been to the school Eagle.”


“Not to villa?”


“Ke there too, but only briefly.”


“Don't know what Biyung wants to say to you, Le. Even if it is forbidden, you will go there too. Yes already, get in there!”


Eagles enter the house with mixed feelings. The branched mind also made his body tired. How will he face Dika tomorrow? How can Fahrani not expect him too much? I don't know when he should be quiet. All this weakens his heart.


The curly-haired guy just finished his bath and ate. A book and a black-wire pen now accompanied him. He wrote some irregular words.


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There are many assumptions about longing. From sweet to bitter. Some people will be happy if they feel homesick and there is always an antidote when they can meet face to face. Some people will consider that longing as a disaster in their heart. Tighten the chest just because it thinks of the person in the heart. Moreover, the person was unable to be encountered


Naya is longing so deeply. In fact, only a week he did not meet Cakra, but the longing was like rainwater that continued to spill into the earth and overflow into flood waters.


“I think I want to stay in Jakarta again. That way, can always see you, Cak.” Naya did not realize her words were heard by the mother.


“You want to go back to Jakarta? Just a week, already miss the kayak like Mama's son.”


Naya smiled at the voice of her mother. “Mama ngagetin aja,” said. “Bored too, Ma. Try if there is chakra here, it must be exciting.


“Cakra right, want to take the exam to class. And, he might not always be here back and forth. Kan, it costs too, Nay.”


“Iya, Mother. Naya knows. But Naya misses Cakra.” Naya tied her hair to her ears.


“Later to school holiday he must have come here again.”


“Naya longs to sing with Cakra again, Ma. Pingin painted the chakras again. Continue to miss also see Cakra who likes to eat meatballs and never miss five tablespoons of sambalnya. Like a girl, right, Ma?”


Miss Dian just smiled. Naya tries to cheer up despite the sadness in her heart mssih master. Cakra's strange demeanor still carried a huge question mark on Naya's head. Ah, you don't just make me miss you, sister.