The Blocked Love

Dreamtime

Cerryl is still awake, even though the clock has pointed to the number 2. Sherly, whose incident came to accompany Cerryl, had actually flown and was lulled by her beautiful dreams. No longer care about his friend who was troubled thinking about his heart.

The song of the night bug was so clear when Cerryl opened the window of his room. The wind suddenly came to say hello, brushing a strand of hair that slightly covered Cerryl's forehead. The moon smiled as it looked at Cerryl's full face.

Slowly Cerryl breathed in the fresh air that night. The smell of various flowers and leaves carried by the wind was so refreshing to his mind. Slightly closing his eyes, Cherryl felt his heart being lulled by the charm of taste. His soul was so calm and loose.

"Hmmm..."

Stretching out his hands, Cherryl let out a long breath slowly. It was as if throwing away the overcrowded grief filling the space of his heart.

Yes, the girl seemed to ignore nothing at that moment. No matter there are several pairs of eyes that accidentally catch the action from below there when passing. Even from the corner of the security post, there were two pairs of eyes that were watching him.

Cerryl still doesn't care. For him at that time he was so enjoying the feeling of his heart. Letting the gusts of the night wind caress and gently rub the face as well as strands of hair. Preaching the song of the night insect cradles his heart as if listening to the symphony of the maestro's shahdu.

"Non,,,!"

Suddenly Cerryl's eyes were a little distracted by the sharp glare of a flashlight from down there that rightly highlighted his face. Along with the call of someone the flashlight holder.

"What the hell!?" cerryl. Both of his palms crossed in order to prevent the highlight of the lamp.

"Sorry non.." cried the person down there. Slowly switch the flashlight and turn it off.

"Can I help you?" yell again.

Cerryl noticed the figure standing there. Under the light of the street lamp, there was a familiar figure with the security uniform.

"Ouh, no sir. I'm just a little bit looking for some fresh air" Cerryl said.

"Yes,non. Then I continued the patrol, non" as soon as I said that, Anton rushed away.

"Yes,pak. Careful" exclaimed Cerryl.

Mr. Anton did not answer, just a wave of hands and a small smile when he turned his head. Because he had been a little away when Cerryl said his sentence. With a flashlight also a mobile talkie, Anton's pack surrounds the complex of shophouses.

Cerryl closed the window. Walk back to his long sofa and sit down. In front of her, Sherly looked slumbering on the other sofa. With long funny character pillow.

Cerryl's heart was still not calm. The events at Johan's house, as well as the moment of his meeting with Hadi, continue to loom in his mind. It was as if he was looking for something in every picture.

"Hem,," he could only sigh.

The night is getting late. Not feeling both eyes Cerryl also slowly began to close. In a sitting position, Cherryl was asleep while hugging a flat round pillow.

"You're so beautiful today," praised the man standing before Cerryl.

It turned out that a reddish hue had emanated from Cerryl's face upon hearing the person's praise.He also said briefly in order to divert the turmoil in his heart while looking down.

The figure that turned out to be Hadi was immediately grabbed and held the two palms of Cerryl who crossed dangling in front of him. Slowly Hadi lifted him close to the face and,,,

"No matter how long you're tired of waiting, seeing your presence as if it's all just happened" gently kissed both hands after saying the sentence.

Because the red hue on Cerryl's face became more and more. Although it could hold both of its hands from trembling, but deep in its heart was a kind of power that was vibrating its soul. Until his legs seemed no longer powerful to support his body that was standing rigidly in front of someone who had so much trouble his mind.

Without waiting for Cerryl's reaction, Hadi immediately grabbed and wrapped his left hand on Cerryl's body. His right hand was still holding Cerryl's right hand. Slowly the young man led Cerryl to walk inside.

Cerryl was hypnotized. Hadi's left hand that was coiled around his body was like sending warmth. Especially in the palms that stick and tightly embrace his waist. He calmly followed the young man. Extremely contrasted with the atmosphere in his heart that was raging, bergelora.

On the right and left of the road, various colors of flowers bloomed as the two passed by. As if to feel and give fragrance in Cerryl's heart. Step by step passed, flower buds had bloomed all over. They were in one of the cottages. A servant was waiting for them there.

"Be careful," Hadi said as he guided Cerryl up two steps while still hugging his body and holding Cerryl's hand.

Cerryl just glanced at Hadi's words. How gentle and warm he was in treating himself at that moment. Smile also expands on the soft lips of Cerryl.

Without them noticing, several pairs of eyes had seen him. Presenting a smile is also envious to see so harmonious behavior Hadi and Cerryl. Hope their partner who has arrived first and enjoy the atmosphere and dishes in the place, can like Hadi and Cerryl.

Bamboo cottage with a beautiful design surrounded by a variety of flower plants, really a harmonious place for couples who are struck by romance.

Cerryl was so happy. His eyes rolled around. Starting from the ornaments hanging on the top of each side of the cottage, chairs and tables are also unique arrangements. Everything from bamboo and wood materials that have been polished is also neatly painted.

After which, Cherryl glanced outside. A neatly arranged line of natural stone connects the main building with the cottages. Including the cottage he was in at that time.

Until finally, he only realized that during that time he had been the sharp highlight of several pairs of eyes that sat in the main building as well as the cottage around. Heart's strewn. It was as if that day she was like a princess standing with her prince on a throne.

"Wake up,Cerr,, wake up," suddenly he heard a strange noise. A familiar voice in his ears.

"Why is he suddenly here? just interrupt, "he whispered softly.

"What time is this, Carr, in a moment, your staff will definitely clean this room"

"What time? clean this room?" cerryl's mood is fucked up. "Not eating or drinking. Not even ordered yet. Why are you suddenly cleaning?" asking inwardly. "My staff!???"

Cerryl's eyes are rounded. He looked around the room. The cottage, the garden, all the beauty he had seen, everything changed. There was a room with items so attached to his memory. Room in the coffee shop.

Cerryl bowed limp. Both of his palms locked onto an annoyed face while muttering.

"Ouh, it turns out all just a dream,,,"