The Diary Ecca

The Part 30

...There's Love...

My egoist feels that if I just complain without trying, somehow my pen scratches to the point where the black ink that I write on white paper has run out, inexplicably, everything I write corresponds to the journey of life in which the crying heart tells of every journey of the soft heart, although the time spoke in a soft tone while accompanied by the piano which continued to sound with melodunya like a melody that struck the heart.

The clock's needle kept ticking towards the infinite axis with a full turn I kept asking myself, today whether it will be better than the days before or it will even give me a flurry of money actually leads me to the fear of starting a change.

"Eem so, thank God dech if that's it". He just smiled and continued driving, right up to the house.

"Thank you Vid!" Excruciate.

"Ok, I'm going straight home.daaa". I replied with a nod and waved my hand seeing him towards his house I immediately entered the house.

"Home home, eat there!" Excite my Mother.

"I ate the same thing as David!" My answer.

"How come David's the same, he picked you up?" Ask mom.

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Some feelings don't want to be perpetuated. They just want to be tucked away and released at a good time. No, not because the word while it's fun, the fact is, the short one will never be worth it.

Not because the word forever sounds impossible, actually nothing can happen on earth, if you ask why, actually I do not know.

I'm not a feeling. I was only in the body of a woman who every step of the way faced feelings. And honestly not tasty, boring, easy to be happy, easy to be disappointed, easy to be sad, but also easy to forgive.

"No, it just happened that he had an event on my campus so together with the dech came home, you know, ma'am, David tu in addition to the portrait champion he is very good at playing guitar hem anyway if you see will be at home dech long-duration finger tips" answered me at length while telling my mother.

"Oow yes, that's as good as it is for the child of this enchanted mother". Ledek mom while pinching my cheek.

"Hhh.panyhow if you have not been horrified not to believe dech, yes I have taken a bath yes ma'am hot" said I.

"Yes there", after taking a shower I read a novel, in the middle of reading I suddenly missed David's time on stage strumming his acoustic guitar.

The wind that blows into the room makes me more peaceful and fixated on imagining David's face while closing my eyes I feel the gusts of wind that enter and they the music that David plays still ringing in my ears, sometimes I look at David's house window is open but I don't see David I'm so confused why I think he's hhh so funny himself.

I was drifting again in my daydream suddenly the rain came more comfortable dech, dech, I went out to the window to welcome the rain that came while leaning my face and hands towards the water carried by the wind it felt very comfortable he did not want to go away.

Feeling that someone was paying attention I suddenly reflexed looking at David's house where he was behind the window and pointing his alarm at me, I crossed my arms and raised my head and smiled at what David was doing.

The late horn until I realized my face was soaking wet. That's my habit, really like the rain but that was not imitated wet-damp in the wind if I'm alhamdulillah still given a chance to be healthy even though rain, rain, God knows that I love rain, so let me enjoy the rain as much as I do, the rain comes too rarely.

Friday my favorite day, why because today my lecture schedule is only one and the next morning so the rest of the time can be relaxed. Devi Devi had the opportunity to go home to the mall without buying any eye wash he said, hem I once followed them after that no longer. I went home but at home there was David.

"Hey, why is this here let the balloons come home?" My toot.

"No papa I'm waiting for you" replied David.

"Hem, why?" My toot.

"Didn't want to promise you want to nemenin me to the village here to take pictures!" David said, reminding.

"Oow yes, hhhh kok inget si, yes I've been changing clothes first". He replied with a nod.

"Mom I'm going ya!" Excruciate.

"Yes, ati-ati".we went on foot because it was quite deket si same our complex while ngirit gasoline hh.

David was busy snapping, I was chatty already rich gaet tourism aja, but tumben also the I secerewet it is usually if talking just as necessary, sometimes he took pictures of me, sometimes he took pictures of me, we also took a photo together with a unique expression.

Sampe dech downstairs, pretty good the view is all green, but not as good as in the village of his grandmother David, strangely if you want to take a good sample can be in his grandmother's village why the way here, why, he's a strange but strange person.

The cool thing is he snapped until he slipped into the mud, I instead of narik he even took his camera and I took a funny pose, dech, uh he instead replaced my narik so our dech dirty-mud dirt that made our laughter scatter.

"Udah ach,.capek dirty dech, uh there's a clean river there yuk" asked me.

We go hand in hand to the small river, the river is quite good, the water is clean a lot of rocks, not too wide but cool to play water. David started again splashing water towards me which was again focused on washing my accomplices, starting to disc us splashing water again.

With him I can laugh, just as he I am comfortable, just as he I am peaceful anyway he I am very happy like he is too. David held his chest in pain, I hurried him.

"Vid why?" I'm really worried.

"No papa, it's common for this drink to also heal" David replied casually as if to make me not worry about it.

Distance can sometimes make a stranger, making a person distrustful of the power of love. The same cross you are, but you have not found a figure of His choice. For me life is always black and white, happiness will always be directly proportional to sadness.

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