Pink Love

Not as Beautiful as a Dream

A week ago a reply from Yuli had made Bagus lulled in the beauty of the front mas. The beautiful dream now seems to be reversed 180 degrees from the beautiful hope that resides. The news of Yuli's return to the arms of Budi her husband, made the heart of Good broken. The seed of love that began to bloom, is now extinct for the second time. Like a boxer who lost on the field of action with thousands of spectators. The blue sky was suddenly gray as the white clouds passed as if everything that was now looked down upon him. The destruction of the ideals of love, making Good languish, until he felt alien to all that exists.

"Have not been too sad, there are still many other women in this world besides Yuli" said Joko comforting Good friend. Good to brew again coffee in a cup for the second time, a pack of cigarettes is now open again.

"How about you later I introduce to my wife's friend, Dinah his name." continued Joko. Good just a heavy smile fell on his best friend Joko, as the cigarette smoke he exhaled flew into the air.

"She is beautiful, no less beautiful than Yuli" explained Joko.

"This is how it is, on Sunday you play at my house. About Dina let Nana later set. From your energy is used up because it dissolves with Yuli who is married, meningan from now on you order the future that exists." continued Joko to his friend.

"Yes already, then I unplug first, it's already night because." said Joko passed away with his bike.

Tonight or maybe the next nights all there is no one who can treat the heart of Good who languish, not least Joko his best friend. Nice heart had now become silent after Yuli had completely left. Although the letters of reply from Yuli had been burned, but the shadow of Yuli still continued to dance in her imagination. There is no other woman who is good in love other than Yuli who has graced her life through the words in her letter reply. The cool and beautiful Yuli like the soul-cooling spring has now left a wound. Wounds that are sore, more painful than previous wounds. The pieces of time continue to pass, whether until when he will continue to dissolve in endless sadness. Not strong it feels good to imagine the nights Yuli with Budi her husband. The unbroken love leads sadly when the shadow of Yuli's smile comes to greet.

A year already the figure of Yuli is still remembered in his heart, to create thousands of verse temples for him. Yuli's eyes, lips and sweet smile continue to stick in her heart. First love is so hard to forget, as if nothing can replace it. The story of Yuli will always be created, like a spring of love that never dries from longing. Although the distance is like a boat in the middle of the ocean without a canoe, but the sense of translucency of all aral is very difficult he tepis. The charm of Yuli makes the deceived Bagus longing now like a butterfly flying over a blue lake, wanting it to taste he drinks but the danger of drowning and sambar fish swimming standing defiantly. Silence awaits a miracle to come in the shadows, flapping flying wings filling the time strands full of meaning of a servant.