Play your guitar Sophie

Help me Please!

“You must come quickly,” I told Dede on the phone. I was in the room, looking out of the window with HP in my right hand.

“What's up ? I'm the same Nando nih,” said Dede riled, like not willing. I see, this is how it feels to have a friend who already has a girlfriend. Dede used to have the time I needed, but now things are different.

“Dede, please” my voice is clear. I heard across there Dede took a deep breath. I'm so right – completely understand. I'm not a beggar. “Ehhhh …. De not what – what. I understand. You don't have to come, maybe next time,” then I close my HP weakly.

Someone I expected couldn't help.

I'm going back down to the apple orchard. Passed through the small door on the garden fence, and walked a few steps beside the apple orchard until I saw that ‘something’. It was white, an envelope. I remember the story of Dede and Nando tempo doeloe. Nando drops a letter to Dede saying that Nando wants to leave. Nando never showed up again on the street next to Dede's house.

Don't – don't, Hardin wants to go too. But what's the deal with me ? Why am I so nervous like this ?

“Stupid,” I said to myself then walked back to the apple orchard through the small door leaving ‘something’ it.

On one of the apple branches, Fernando was sitting looking at me with a look that made me feel bad, “Sophie ... maling .. night ...

I feel guilty. Hardin, that guy was trying to find out last night. And the night of – the night before, I always felt incomplete without seeing him walk in a hurry – the day I closed my room window.

“You want me to take ‘something’ it's Fernando ?”

Fernando didn't say what – was. But I think he wants me to take it. I turned again towards where ‘something’ was. Still lying there and a little wet at the end. May be exposed to morning dew that has not had time to evaporate. I bowed my body, stuck out my hand to take the ‘something’.

“Sophie !!! “ Grandma's voice loudly called, making me have a reason not to take it.

“Don't look at me like that Fernando. Know khan, it's none of my business,” I walked past Fernando without looking at him.

“What's Nek ?”

“You did not forget the carpet in Toebroek khan ?” Grandma reminded. He was slicing some carrots, elongated the shape of a match.

“Sorry, Sophie forgot,” I said as I walked to Toebroek with a vacuum cleaner.

With all my heart I cleaned the Toebroek carpet. I want, everyone who later uses this carpet will feel comfortable without being disturbed by the musty smell or fleas that walk – comfortable paths on it.

Apparently, cleaning the carpet still can not eliminate my curiosity. How about later ‘something’ it taken people ? How about later ‘something’ was stepped on by people – people passing by, how about his footwear is muddy ? How about it get eaten by buffalo ? What's that too?

If the contents of the envelope are embarrassing to myself for example, wouldn't it be better if I secure it before someone else finds it?

Fast – fast I finish my work with carpet. After putting the vacuum cleaner in its original place, I went back to the small road beside the apple orchard. I ran – small run scared all my bad guess right – right hit ‘something’ it.

And ‘something’ it is no longer there !!!

I search – search to check – bushes around. Is it possible to blow the wind ? Or even taken by a child. Stupid ... stupid ..., why don't I take it from earlier. Is it simple, khan ? JUST TAKE IT ! Why don't I do it ? What if it is something important ? What will Hardin think of me if I don't care about ‘something’ it.

I searched there – here until I was tired. I'm desperate. I'd better go to the room and play guitar. Let my anxiety go away.

Right at the kitchen door, I met Fernando. Not the usual Fernando. Fernando is special because in his beak he holds something !!! I wanted to take it, but I was embarrassed. Same with Fernando. Because I foolishly said,

“Fernando, that again ... that again. Already wasted,” my plan anyway, if Fernando had thrown it away, I will take it again. Smart, right ??? this way, I don't have to be ashamed of Fernando.

“If you don't want to throw away, well …. It's up to you Fernando,” I said act indifferently past him. But Fernando is not a parrot who gives up quickly. He kept following me.

“Fernando bring what is it?” ask Frans in the living room.

“Do not know, Sis. Fernando bring – bring garbage. Though not usually, he likes to bring – bring garbage,” I said lying.

“Cock like mail ?” Brother Frans walked closer about to take ‘something’ it from the beak of Fernando.

“Eh …. Don't Brother !” I was half screaming. Frans took ‘something’ from Fernando's beak.

“Why is it?” Frans said with a surprised face. I gasped confused at what reason I was going to say.

“Eh ..., Sophie who gave Fernando the letter. Who knows, one day Fernando could be a bird of mail. Like a pigeon post it,” I said.

“Oh .....,” that's all Frans said.

I continued walking towards my room. Fernando's still following me.

“Fernando, are you going to hold it forever ?” ask Fernando after I close the door to my room. Fernando is still playing – play the envelope in his beak. It seems he deliberately made me curious about the contents. But Fernando, this rogue parrot has one weakness he will never turn down.

“Wih, there's corn. Who wants corn? Corn plump – plump again. Color yellow, ranum. It must taste good,” I said while showing a handful full of corn to Fernando's face.

Right, Fernando opened his beak, dropped the envelope and immediately grabbed the corn in my hand.

I just looked at the envelope. Before this, I had never thought of Hardin. Just know no. Just talk for a quick glance. I don't know what got into it, so I thought he was because of this envelope. I'm stuck – terka what it contains. Is it probably the same as Nando's letter to Dede ?

“Fernando, I dare not open it,”

Fernando puffed his chest taking a deep breath. The beak is full of corn.

“eat slowly – slowly,” I said.  

It's almost eleven o'clock now. Not too hot even though the sun is high. Arrived –, my room door opened someone without knocking first.

“What's the matter ?” tanyakanya.

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