The Diary Ecca

The Part 22

...Healing...

The mountain towering in the distance seemed to be challenging to conquer. The blue sky above the barren field stretched far into a peninsula that had never been touched before. Everything that used to be just part of the trajectory of history, but now forever has been a reminder of you. All that once revealed the entire trail of your firecrackers and conquests. The landscape of all the riches you now keep in your personal treasury. The wild nature of the horizon of thought and the treasure of feeling is barely pervaded.

There are no more secrets that you cover from our eyes, other than the deepest recesses of the trough hidden behind your dreams. Truly, no more happiness can represent our present feelings, for you have allowed us to be eyewitnesses; the desire of your desires, the longing of your longings, the love of your love.

How can we repay your innumerable kindness? For only the sincere words of what is unspoken yet we have been content to witness will fulfill all the promises of all that you have given but we will never have. But that's enough for us, all of us, for you have allowed us to admire the panoramic beauty of what you have been keeping in close quarters as an heirloom treasure that only the king can enjoy.

The problem of camping actually I am the most lazy if I have to do that activity, definitely rame and will not be able to sleep most activities, but there is no harm in me joining.

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Gurgling sounds of rain gnashed on the leaves. A pointed voice clanking in the heart, seemed to say my name. Is that a voice, sweetheart?

How to translate this feeling of longing? Distance, like a stretch of haunted and scary old graves. Shedding deep wounds like shakes that come and go. Lightning and thunder were not weary of soaring in the sky.

The dark shadow of the forest entered my eyes like a ghost. And the whimpering wind was like pushing a million questions I don't know what the answer is, "Are you thinking about me now too?"

The late I was on my own trip. Counting steps, in the foggy middle of the night and silent deserted roads. Pursue the somber figure of the moon that dissolves in the rain dance. Faintly pale his face shivered alone.

And the voice was still heard, calling out from a distance. Unrelenting, calling my name. And then I realized that the only person I was going to be was you, even though you weren't mine, I don't know what I was who had loved but only hope, I am aware of myself but I always try to understand this sense, is this love? or just a regular taste? and just admire you in the distance?.

Counting the holidays again, next week I will be free so okelah. But maybe my mom won't let me do that either, but I'll try. I met Mom who was watching TV with my dad sitting next to them.

"Well, buk... next week there is a campus camper activity, can I come?" Spontaneous father and mother looked at me with a fierce face that scared me.

"You can't not pa-pa kok yah, buk.cuma nanya aja" added me with a scared expression, which made Father Mother look at each other and smile at me.

"May-can, just take care of yourself well do not macem-macem and do not forget to pray" sighed legaku did not expect to be allowed.

"OK!" I hugged and kissed them and went back to the room.

Preparing to go to the campus, I was a little in a hurry because I woke up bad luck.

"Mom I'm leaving yeah, it's late" running out wearing shoes.

"Breakfast first, together with my father just go"

"No, breakfast on campus, ok bu Asalamualaikum" kissed the hands and forehead of the mother and then quickly ran to the highway.

Waiting for the bus does not take long for the bus to arrive. Arriving at the campus I quickly ran class because it was time to be afraid late, until the sample hit a guy who again brought a stack of books a lot .

"Oh Allah, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry to rush you because I helped you settle down" I said without seeing who it was.

When I finished cleaning the book I looked up for a while it turned out that she was Fikri's sister. We stood up quickly he just smiled at me.

"Sister Fikri, sorry brother-" accidentally saw the clock that made me nervous because I was late, I continued my run.

"Sorry, brother, I was in a hurry, excuse me" he just watched me run.

"Tumben late usually dawn already came" led Devi coupled with Devi laughter.

I looked at them and they were silent for fear of seeing me continue to look at them seriously.

"Kantin yok!" deva said the habit, we followed me and Devi sat down waiting for Deva to order food.

"Vi, there's a big crowd next Saturday want to come along?" tanyaku relax.

"No ach, malez is the most boring activity"

"Don't come, the role model is Kak Fikri loh" I added, without looking at him and still reading the book in my hand.

"Well!" His screams surprised me and surprised me.

"Seriously? No lie, right?"

"Why not say I lied, brother Fikri who nawarin"

"Too let's come along" added Deva suddenly resume the conversation.

"So he said he didn't want to" ledekku.

"Hem wants to dech, register now only yok"

"Where are you going?" I asked because Deva Devi pulled my hand.

"List of campers" Devi replied casually.

"Your food how.not to eat first was redundant already bought sins tauk" I stayed them, sat back and told them to sit back which they participated with a lethargic face.

"No need to frown, eat first until our new abis meets brother Fikri" heard my words greedily Deva Devi ate.

We were looking for Fikri's brother but never met, there happened to be a classmate and we approached him.

"Sister, look at Fikri's sister?" ask Deva.

"Fikri has gone from earlier.he again took care of the seminar at the institute"

"Oow, I made it!" myrag.

"Yes equally" astonished and smiling I saw the lethargic face of Deva Devi who could not meet with brother Fikri, understanding brother Fikrikan activis so natural if he was busy.

"Yes his face does not need to be bent so, there is still tomorrow" I said.

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