Tears And Love's
The Eighteenth Part
The boy held tightly to the girl's hand
small sambal looking up into the sky. They look good in the middle
grass that grows high. The little laugh of the lips of both never
even if it disappears.
Suddenly a call made the boy
rise from his sleep. The little girl looked disappointed, but it did not last
long after the boy pulled out a white rose from behind
his shirt.
“I'll play again with you, I promise!” word
that boy. The little girl smiled with a white rose
in his hand.
The girl smiled widely and said, “Be careful, yes.
Tomorrow we play again.” The little girl waved her hand and then
slowly disappeared.
Amoras
he was shocked and immediately woke up from his sleep. Cold sweat is pouring out
from temple. Amora turned to her Hello Kitty wall clock
right in front of him.
“Hit
three in the morning,” murmured with breathless breathing.
Amoras
trying to catch his irregular breath. Trying to neutralize his heartbeat
which spurred his blood flow very quickly. Amora holds the temple and
wiping sweat.
“Why
I dream it up? Why do I always dream of a boy the same
a daughter? What does this dream mean?” Amora said
wily.
Still
it was clear in his memory, about the dream he had just experienced. People say, dreams are
part of a person's sleeping flower. But somehow, Amora felt her dream
it was real. Like an event he had experienced, but
he doesn't know the truth.
“Who
the one who was present in my dream? Why the boy and the girl
who always comes to my dreams?”
Amoras
he still could not close his eyes. His sleepiness disappeared instantly
after he thought about the meaning of his dream. Even until the sun comes up,
he still can't sleep.
Amoras
look at the wall clock. The needle leads to the number five. Him
take a slow breath before finally deciding to take a shower and head off to
school. Started as a student, as usual.
Amoras
sighed softly with a little disappointment, “Maybe it was just an ordinary sleeping flower.
I'm the one who overreacts to it.”
***
“You
Curvature
mr. Andre's voice was clearly heard on this pretty sunny morning. Sobby
the shrill voice of Mr. Andre, to make people who run in the morning in front of his house
I have to stop for a moment because of it.
Yogis
evaporate wide while pulling back the blanket until it covers the whole
his body. He also covered his head with a pillow. Lazy hearing
mr. Andre's babbling made the ears hurt.
“Yogi!!”
chuckle Mr. Andre again. This time he tapped on the blanket that Yogi was wearing and
throw it in any direction.
Yogis
opened his eyes and looked at Mr. Andre with a dislike look. Then he
get up from his sleep and sit on his pillow. Again he yawned
widths.
“What the heck
the, Pa? I'm still sleepy,” said Yogi slowly. He rubbed his eyes
while yawning wide for the third time.
“You
gotta school! Papa won't accept the report that you didn't come to
school!” exclaim Mr. Andre telak.
“Pa, ,
I can sleep at half-time in the morning. Now I have to wake up and
going to school? The school's blooming, Pa. Meningan I clubbing, drinking, keep sleeping.
A school? Ah, really males.”
Yogis
trying to go back to sleep. Just imagine, wake up he must be told
go to school. He just slept at half-two in the morning. Uh,
now it must be forcibly awakened and ordered to school. For people
like Yogi, this is a disaster.
“You
gotta go to school, Yogi! Don't be a rebellious kid like this!” snapped Sir
Andre's.
“Pa, ,
give me compensation, cake. Must school time anyway? I'm still sleepy to know, Pa. Buttered
very much the same with me.”
“Compensation
whahuh? Yesterday you did not go to school and also the days before. Less
moreover the compensation from this Papa?”
Paks
Andre still continued to try to keep his emotions from overflowing and appearing on the surface.
He really did not want that this early morning should start with
fury.
“I
want to sleep,” said Yogi remained indifferent.
“You
gotta school! Anyway must! Don't embarrass Papa and the family's good name
it!”
