RONA LOVE
EPISODE 2
The sun has gone up. Short hours are right between the numbers 8 and 9. Edward woke up when he heard the sound of a call sign on his cellphone. He was forced to open his eyes which still felt heavy. Reluctantly opened the message. Dayona. Read who sent the message. His blood seemed to flow more. With all his heart read lines - lines of sentences on the screen of his phone
Daydone:
Darkness tonight .. I hope you want to paint a panorama after dusk in the city roundabout or street where we used to bet. I've spread our canvas and thin lines. Life and death. I want to paint that path with the blood and tears of your defeat!
Not forwarded by another sentence. This is a challenge. Edward hit the wall hard.
"Bad!!!" his yell.
Last it was “lepas” from her nightlife 2 years ago. But this time he had to defeat the challenger. For all the wounds he has inflicted, a satisfaction, for his self-esteem, for his past, and for his revenge against one name, Dayona. He wants to kick his motorcycle. Want to run on the wind and on the thin line of victory or failure.
SD time
Dayona's childhood friend, a new kid, relocates from out of town. At that time, Edward was in 3rd grade SD. Dayona who has an intimate personal style managed to become the center of attention of all friends in her class. Edward the quiet just watched the new boy who was unpacking the contents of his bag that day and handing out gifts to classmates.
"Ni, for you!" dayona said kindly while thrusting a toy motor to him.
"Still .." replied Edward briefly. Dayona passed by and was again busy with other gifts.
"Eeeh .. Great toy, Ed, tukeran dong! I want that one!" Suddenly, Deven seized the toy in Edward's hand.
"Don't!!! That's mine!" Edward tried to take back his toy.
"Make me!!!!!" deven's hand continued to grip Edward's toy.
"Please!!!" dayona arrives and snaps at Deven, who makes him flinch and retreat in fear.
"You're my love, it's his" Dayona pointed to Edward.
"Don't anyone dare take this from him!!!"
Class is silent. That was the beginning of this friendship. From that day forward, Edward and Dayona were inseparable. Pass SD together, enter SMP, High School and the same Campus.
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Time is spinning fast. As fast as the wheels of his motorcycle that drove towards the city roundabout.
“Jam 11 .. There is still time to go round and round” he thought. There the memories come back. The past with victories is also a defeat that can cost his life.
“Edward ..“ call someone. Edward did not turn his head when he heard someone calling his name. He knows who the caller is. Kavanas. His eyes were too busy looking for the black jacket. Someone who had written a message of challenge to him.
“Come to you too, Ed?"
Edward turned. Look at the origin of the sound. Dayona was there, and Kavana was saddled behind her seat.
“I won't go out of your arms Ed, let me hug you like this all day.”
Edward grunts. Inwardly he was playing tape cassette sound memory Kavana while they were camping at the foot of Mount Semeru.
“ 3 rounds!” challenge Edward.
“ Your girl, Ed, only 3?”
“ Are you afraid???”
“ Ciiiih .. prepare your defeat, brad ...”
“ Welcome ... loser!”
They're getting ready on the saddle. The evening children cheered watching the two heroes get ready.
“You just need to concentrate on the hovering handkerchief, that's it! Then plug in the gas and you will win”
There was still the sound of Obed, the night before his blood was splattered on the 402 meters.
Handkerchiefs have been wasted. The motor roared, shot like an arrow, out of the bow. The night children cheered, the hero had flown in search of his own world. It is in this place where the children of the night can laugh freely, apart from a dull hot day. The afternoon often cornered the souls and hearts of those who had been hurt by family and circumstances.
People can only read them. Overwhelming their hearts, without being able to understand them. How could they survive alone? Surviving a world that increasingly restricts its space of movement?
