Play your guitar Sophie

Opportunities that will not come twice

“Listen to me naughty bird,” I said to Fernando. “As soon as he passes, you should give me this letter. You understand?”

Fernando nods – nods.

“You're sure he'll do the pa you say?” tanya Dede was worried.

“Just relax, this Fernando is naughty. But he's smart. Right khan Fernando?”

Fernando then yells – yells while flapping – flapping his wings around my room.

“He understands kok De.”

“Well hopefully,” said Dede worried. Then as we had thought before, Hardin came. I saw at the end of the road he came, walking slowly – slowly. Hardin walked past a small path that would take him beside the apple orchard.

“That's it coming,”

“Hah where are ? Which one is ?” said Dede while sticking her head out of the window. Luckily Hardin was still far away. If he had been close, Dede's head would have been seen.

“Dede ! Your head is !”

“Why ??? Why my head?” Dede was confused while holding her head.

“Your head will be visible. We will be found out if we are hiding here !” I said while dragging Dede to hide his head.

“OK Fernando's. Now do your job. Remember, this time you can't be wrong. Understand?”

Fernando nods – nods.

I let Fernando off the ground and he started walking. “Come on, give it to the guy,” I give him some spirit. Dede stood beside me while massaging – chest massage. We both did not expect that giving a letter alone could make a sense deg – with an intense like this.

Fernando walks around – turn, but he doesn't go to the side streets in the apple orchard. He even went to Frans who was talking to Nando.

“What is Fernando?” Frans asked and stretched out his hand to take the letter that was in Fernando's beak.

“Ah, no!” me and Dede shouted at the same time. We ran with Fernando to lead him down the right path.

“Birds are naughty, not Brother Frans. To Hardin, the apple thief guy the other day.”

“O .. o. ...,” Fernando said as he closed his wings in his eyes.

“You understand Fernando?” Dede asked to be sure.

“Can't be wrong again well Fernando,” I said. I'm getting deg – degan because I see Hardin sudan starting to approach.

“Now Fernando,” I release Fernando again.

This time he was silent, sculpting like nothing happened what – what. Does he not understand that he is now carrying out a noble duty?

“Come Fernando,” I said again slowly – slowly. Hardin is getting closer.

“Hush ... hush ..” Dede cheers Fernando.

Hardin was getting closer and I could see him clearly. Dede and I hid behind my bedroom window, deg – degan. Will the naughty bird be able to complete the task it is carrying?

Still in my room and Dede mingintip. I saw Hardin looking down as soon as I saw Fernando. He stretched out his hand, then smiled seeing his name on the envelope Fernando was carrying. Hardin took the envelope, but before he could open it, the naughty bird pecked at his feet and began to shout,

“The thief ... the thief ...” then ran into my room again.

Me and Dede silenced our mouths together – alike. We did not expect that the matter of sending a letter would be this stragic.

Hardin was holding his leg which is now definitely grimy because of Fernando's input. Fernando rushed into my room while still shouting, “The thief ....” and soon I closed my mouth.

I saw Hardin open my envelope, and then he smiled. He walked home. We both looked at him until he disappeared at the end of the road.

HP Dede shook a few times. “Nando miss call's. Maybe he wants to go home,” he said.

“OK, thanks you want to come here,” I said while hugging Dede.

“Thanks De. Sorry I've cut your courtship time with Nando today,”

“Do not do that. You're mybest friend. I'm sure you'll do the same to me someday even if you have a boyfriend. But even if you don't do it. You are still my best friend Soph,” said Dede again. Although it sounds old-fashioned, but in my eyes Dede is a very mature girl. Unlike myself who often happens to be childish – kanakan.

“You must tell me that – if he calls you later,” Dede blinked his eyes.

After delivering Dede to the door, I quickly – quickly back to your room and just keep looking at my HP. Several times my HP was on, but there was only an insignificant notification I got. What I mean by unimportant notification is all the notifications that have nothing to do with Hardin.

Hows it?

Has he called you yet?

Stay upbeat

And sort of.

I'm up to binging can't answer Dede's question.

“What's the little miss? Why do you look so worried?” Grandma asked while stirring the toebroek for the visitors who came today.

“Nothing – what Grandma. Just waiting for news from friends only,” I replied accordingly.

“Oh,” Grandma goes on again making toebroek. You wanna sing with Grandma tonight?   

“Mau Nek,” I replied. Maybe singing will make my anxiety disappear a little.

“Play your guitar, Little Miss,” Grandma said when we were on the little stage in the toebroek.

I played my guitar slowly, and everyone started to stop. Stone Town was quite cold that night, and a round moon was in the sky. I took a slow breath – slowly then I started singing,

 

If your heart is doubtful,

Just listen, don't scream

The human heart is like a radar

Detecting every error

At once it acts like a lighthouse

Tell you the sea without coral

So just trust your heart

Don't hesitate – in doubt

Because you know that every truth is

Stored in your tribe's corner

 

Grandma then played the melody temple with her harmonica. His tone said – dayu made everyone in the toebroek that night thrown into another dimension.a dimension that makes you happy and feel warm, a dimension that makes you feel warm, at the same time crave the love of those you love. I ended the song with an excerpt on string number 6. I stopped and everyone applauded. My grandmother hugged me and I smiled.

Then I saw him there, in one of the corners on the toebroek seat. Hardin, the guy looked at me unblinkingly, making my heart skip a beat and my cheeks flushed red.

“Meet her,” Grandma slightly pushed me.

I went to his desk and he smiled shyly.

“Thank you for replying to my letter today,” she said sweet.

“I didn't write the letter, but Fernando,” I said jokingly.

“Fernando's handwriting is great,”

“He is indeed a special bird,”

“Not more special than the one with.” Hardin said then took my hand. That night was the most beautiful night I've ever had in my life. 

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