Tears And Love's

Part Twenty Seventy

Weeks

not a very bright morning. Rain spots were clearly heard from dawn.

Strong cold feels deadly when touching the skin and feels up to

to bone. Amora was sitting by the window of her room

looking at the raindrops immediately stood up when he heard the sound of a slow knock

at the door of his room.

“Kak, ,

there was a big brother downstairs,” Anti said after Amora opened her room door.

“Friends?

Who?” amora asked as she scrunched her forehead. Is there anyone who wants to get out of the house? thought.

“Ngak

you know, but it's not Big Brother who buys anti vanilla ice cream.” Anti hoisting

her shoulders before turning around and leaving the confused Amora.

Amoras

then headed straight to his living room. Amora can clearly see the silhouette of a person

who now sits in his living room behind him.

“Who,

yes?” ask Amora when she is near the person.

Persons

he lifted his head and looked at Amora with a big smile. Amoras

I was shocked when I saw the face of my guest. The man then stood up and

looking at Amora with a soft spot.

“Again,

I'm sorry I met you just rajan gini,” said Sora who never stopped

smilingly.

“Ah, ,

not pa-pa. Sit down, Ra,” said Amora while sitting on the right sofa

in front of Sora. Sora gave a small nod and sat back down at his place earlier.

“Actually

I went to the bookstore.

But it turns out it's raining.”

“Althought

what book do you want?” ask Amora. He was a little interested when he heard Sora

a bookstore. He wanted to buy some novels

reduce the feeling of affection at home.

“Then

I want to read a book about management. If there is an interesting book, I

want to buy too. Hehe.”

“Ehm, ,

bookstore, huh? I also happen to want to buy a novel. So all right,” said Amora

enthusiastic. Then the girl stood up from her seat. “Wait a moment, yes. I want to

take the same jacket as the wallet. All the same with me.”

Sora

nods slowly and lets the girl leave him. Then Sora stood up

and bring his feet closer to a buffet that displays several frames

photo with neat.

Sora

a small smile when looking at Amora's face who was smiling widely while

holding his sister. Sora met Amora's sister, and she introduced him

himself as Anti. Sora's eyes accidentally stopped on one of the frames

it's dark brown.

Sora

glared sharply at the sight of the face of a girl in the photo. Sora

then take the frame and look at the girl's face fixedly.

alternating the photo with the photo in his phone.

Really similar. So what was my guess all along

didn't he? That Amora is Sasi?

“Liatin

what, Ra?” ask Amora who is now behind Sora.

Sora

immediately returned the frame to its original place and looked at Amora. Exists

a sense of pleasure in his heart when he knew something that he was very sure of

from the beginning of his meeting with Amora.

“Liatin

your photo,” replied Sora while trying to smile.

“Oh, ,

yes already. So it didn't go? Go now, yes?”

***

Yogis

get out of his house by moving. The car keys are already in

hold his left hand. He carefully opened the door of his house and

it slowly approached the metallic silver-colored sedan in front of him. Yogi see

around him. After feeling safe, Yogi immediately entered and whizzed

leave his house quickly.

Yogis

I don't know why he's so eager to go to Amora's house right now. Guests or at least

pleasantry with him. He was also confused as to why when he saw the girl he was

I feel something different about him. Is this what you call love? Don't

ask! Because Yogi himself does not know what the answer is.

Yogis

stopped his car when he saw Amora enter a car he very much

be familiar. Yogi further widened his eyes as he looked at Sora who was standing on

near the girl while opening the car door for her. Yogi grits

his teeth upon seeing Sora's car went in a different direction.

With

annoyed Yogi hit the steering wheel of his car until his horn rang loudly. With

still clad in emotion Yogi turned his car and left the place. Him

feeling really upset when he saw Sora who was with Amora. Chest Yogi

increasingly crowded when seeing the intimacy that is intertwined between the two.

“Why

always Sora? Why is it always him?” pekik.

Yogis

parked his car on a deserted roadside. In annoyance he screamed

hair in frustration. He repeatedly hit his steering wheel

until his hands hurt and hurt. Yogi's eyes are starting to get hot.

“Why

is he always in front of me? Why is he always one step ahead

advance from me? When I started to realize that I love Amora, why

is he the one near Amora? Why not me???”

Yogis

I no longer know what is in my heart and mind. She finally

decide to drink as much as possible to relieve the feeling of tightness in the

her chest. Wishing the shadow of the girl to disappear from her brain and heart.

Yogis

looked at the glass in his hand and squeezed the glass firmly. Like a glass in

his grasp was Sora. “Why should I always be under elo, Sora?”